I woke up from another dream, it was of me in the middle of the woods, alone and searching for something. But I wasn't high up on a ground, not like a human. I was low to the ground, my vision somewhat intensified and heightened, as if I was a animal. I walked over to a river that was close by, looking down but seeing a wolf look back at me. The animal cocked her head to the side, having me peer closer to see who, or what I was

A Direwolf.

I was a daughter from Winterfell after all, and after Gaila told me, I almost collapsed to the floor in both mourning and in pain. After bathing in the back of the shop and getting food in my stomach, though the whole time I did this I was silent and still in shock, Gaila sat me down in her small room that had her bed, Gendry sitting to the side but still involved, and Gaila told me of my history:

"You were born alongside Robb, who was your twin brother. You both were the first children for Eddard and Catelyn, and they were blessed by the Old and New Gods that you two were healthy and strong babes. I worked in Winterfell for a time, far before Catelyn was with child with you, so when you were born, it was a celebration in all of Winterfell. But those in the South were not as pleased that you two were born out of love.

"Robert Baratheon was happy of course, seeing his friend become a father to both a son and a daughter. It was his wife, Queen Cersei, whom despised you from the moment you two were brought into the world. She was consumed with the hate she was living in, along with the jealousy of the love both your parents had, that she was willing to take both you and Robb away to see them mourn.

"When you and your brother were still so young, though old enough to walk, there was mass chaos one night in the Keep at Winterfell. A assassin was sent from the South to find you and Robb and kill you in your sleep." Gaila explained as she paused and took a breath, having me sit in wrapped attention as she continued, "Workers were found dead, showing suspicious attacks that lead to your father to find whomever did this. But it was too late for you and Robb. You both were taken from the castle and were deep in Wolfswood, the assassin was going to kill you there and take your body back to Queen Cersei as proof. But you were sparred by one of the guards from Winterfell, a young guard whom was new to the force and followed the assassin. The man hid you in the bushes of the woods, thinking that you would not be found as he was going to kill Robb first. He captured the masked man before he would kill your brother."

"What happened to him?" Gendry asked from his spot next to the door, his eyes showing interest as I was drinking it all in front my spot, still silent.

"He was taken back to Wintefell, along with Robb. But they could not find Nora. Within that same night, you were discovered by a guard from Thedra Ascent and taken there." Gaila said aloud, looking from him to me and having me nod my head slowly as this was somewhat making sense.

"Which is why I grew up there." I said aloud, finally speaking after being silent for so long.

"So, what happened with the Starks and the assassin?" Gendry, trying to learn some more. I saw him look at me with sadness in his eyes own, and I knew that he was asking the question for me, since this was all too much for me to drink in,

"The assassin was taken to Eddard and Catelyn, and confessed that he killed you. There was mourning in the North, and words of your death even reached the South and East. Thedra Ascent mourned with Winterfell, not knowing that you were alive in their realm. They were under the assumption that you were a Bastard child, or abandoned by your family because of poverty. Eddard sent him back to King's Landing as punishment, though Queen Cersei denied knowing who he was. He was killed, ordered by King Robert and that was the end of it.

"After the death of the assassin, I left and came here to King's Landing, finding no place for myself there. Your parents mourned for days and days, and still mourning, even after the birth of Sansa. They have never been the same since you were taken from them." I sighed, looking at my newly clothed wrists and feel tears hit my cheek, though I made no sound.

"There was talk, for years and years, here in the South, that you were still alive and not dead." I looked back up at Gaila, seeing her stare at me with a hard look.

"Did you know….when I came with Sophia when I was little…did you know who I was?" I asked her aloud in a hoarse tone.

"I had my suspicions, everyone who saw you did. You were the right age, with the Tully hair and Stark eyes, you are very convincing. But no one had the courage to voice it, thinking that it was a cruel trick and that you were surely dead and long gone." she explained to me, "But Queen Cersei, she never had the proof that you were dead. For years after the assassin was killed, she grew restless, the mere thought of you being alive was haunting her dreams and plaguing her mind. I knew that from the talk of the Gold Cloaks. She sent men and knights in the wild woods in the East and North near Winterfell to villages, in hopes to find a redheaded young girl with eyes as gray as the sea. If they were to have found you, they were ordered to bring you here to King's Landing and have you murdered in front of her." I drew in a breath, clutching my chest and feeling myself getting dizzy. She has wanted me dead from the moment I was born, but it made no sense, thinking that I was somewhat important to her.

"How long have you known this?" I asked her aloud in a low tone, no longer angry but confused.

"When Master Luwin discovered you as a toddler in Thedra Ascent." She answered me, "He was there on a visit and recognized you. He knew it was you, since he was the one you brought you in the world along with your brother. He couldn't tell your parents that you were alive, for that news will reach the South and Cersei would have you killed. No, he had to hide you and make sure you have a decent life away from all that was surrounding you. At that time you were with Sophia, so he told her and swore her to secrecy. He even paid a hefty amount of silver stags to Sophia, only to provide for you because you were so young." I cringed as she said this. Sophia knew, the whole time I was growing up, she knew who I was and failed to tell me. Sophia protected me.

"Sophia came to visit, right after you were here. She told me all she knew and made me swear as well." She informed me as well, "Nora, we had to keep it from you, because if word got out you were alive, there would of been war in Westeros."

"Why me?" I asked her aloud, seeing her pause and wait for me to find my voice, "Why did she want me dead?"

"Why does any powerful ruler want a enemy's house dead?" She asked aloud in a shrug, as if it was a stupid question on my part, "She never liked the Starks, she hated them because they had what she always wanted. She saw them as powerful, in which they were in their own right, and she wanted to take away any advantage of them overthrowing her and her family."

"She wanted to lessing the power by killing the children?" Gendry asked aloud, trying to follow along as well.

"The more Stark children that are alive, the more powerful the Stark name is in Westeros. It was harder for since Sansa was born, since her husband's allegiance to Eddard Stark grew immensely from the loss of a Stark Child. She no longer could do the same to Sansa as she did to you." Gaila said to the both of us. I then looked at her, dead panned in the face.

"But now Robb is dead…." I trailed off, my eyes going wide in knowledge of what was yet to come, "Sansa is technically the heir to WInterfell, and they think Arya is dead. That leaves….Bran and Rickon. They stayed at Winterfell when we came here, if we go there now and find them, maybe we can—"

"Nora." Gaila stopped me, having me look at her and see the sadness in her eyes once more. She patted my hands again, having me see that she was trying to be strong for me, from all that she told me.

"Winterfell has fallen."

After hearing all of this, my history and where I came from, I needed to be alone with my thoughts and sleep. Gendry was hesitant to leave me alone in the room, But Gaila reassured him that I would only be sleeping and nothing more. They both left me alone on Gaila's bed, having my head that was still spinning lull me to sleep and numbness. But I couldn't sleep, but with all the thoughts flooding my mind.

I was a Stark, and Robb was my twin. It made me have a ache in my heart, knowing that he was far gone now and no longer living because he was fighting for what he thought was his. And then I thought of Eddard and Catelyn Stark, my parents. They loved me, and still did, though they thought I was dead. How I wished I could of seen them, one more time before they were gone and dead. I wish I could of hugged them and let them know it was me. Yet I was there in their mists in Winterfell, seeing them and wishing that they were my own parents. They had no clue or certainty I was their real daughter, that killed it some more.

Lastly, I thought of the other Stark children. I met them all, they met me. It was better than not knowing them at all. I had moments with each of them, small moments of affection and respect. I even felt like I was part of their world, their family, without realizing that I was. I spend the most time with Arya, traveling with her and feel like her sister, when I was. We grew close day by day when we went North, and it was enough for me to know that she respected me as family.

I slept for hours that night, my body was worn from being in a dungeon and rowing a boat, I needed the rest. As I slept, I had the dream of the Direwolf, seeing the light brown color on the top and the white belly and paws, but the wolf had one gray eye and the other eye was piercing blue. I snapped awake from the dream, realizing that it was no nightmare, but just a dream.

The room was dimmed, having me see it was late in the day rather than the morning in which we came. I was on my side, facing the room with my back against the wall and a blanket draped over me. One of my hands was under my head as a pillow of some sort, but my other hand was occupied. It was being held by Gendry, who was also asleep in a chair against the wall and next to the door. His head towards me, head low and asleep. I saw peace on his peace, peace and safety as he rested there next to me, holding my hand and holding in a protective manner. It was as if he was afraid that I was going to leave him. How could I? He promised he would never leave me, and here he is.

I laid there, watching him sleep and having a small smile on my face. He could of left at any time, having me do this on my own, but he stayed with me. I was his family, and he was my own. It didn't to me that I was a Stark and I had a real family that was still alive and trying to survive on their own, I considered him my family since we stayed together throughout this whole journey. There had to have been times where we almost lost each other, but we never did. And I doubted we never will.

The next day was chaotic for us. Gendry and I were planning to grab all we needed before we left King's Landing. Gaila got each of us a couple of pairs of clothes, and she also gave me a pair of trousers, a tunic with a vest and a new cloak. She also had to cut my hair once more, the bangs had to be redone and she braided my hair from the top of my head down to my shoulders. I looked different than the girl I once was, and it had to be that way.

I gave Gendry a haircut, getting his hair cut shorter than it was throughout our journey. He preferred it short, since he would have to move his hair away from his eyes, and he didn't mind me doing it, which did give me butterflies myself. No matter how much I tried to hide it, I knew my feelings for him would come out one day and it would get me in trouble. Now his hair was short and stuck out in the front, having me satisfied with the look that he had now. Not that I didn't mind him before.

"I can get you two horses." Gaila explained to the both of us as we were waiting in the front room of her shop, "You take two of my packs with you to carry your clothes and your money. How much do you have?" I looked at the pouch Davos gave us from the boat, having me give it to her as Gendry looked out of the curtain and around the street. Gaila counted the money in her hand in a haste manner as I waited.

"There's something happening in the streets." Gendry said aloud, having me see him scan the outside world behind the curtain, "People are walking around with materials and meats."

"Today is the wedding of King Joffrey to his bride, the maiden from House Tyrell." Gaila replied to him as she counted the money at the same time. I saw him look in our direction, still holding the curtain in his hand tightly.

"5,000." She replied, looking up at me with confusion.

"1,000 came from the Starks because of the dresses." I explained to her as I saw her nod her head, "The rest was from Sophia when I left."

"Right." She replied, going into a small desk and pulling out her own pouch as well. She handed it to me, having me look at her with question.

"It's the rest of my money that I have saved away." She explained to me, having me shake my head and try to give it back to her.

"I can't take this, Gaila. This is all you have." I urged her to take it back. It was selfish for me to take it, but she shook her head and pointed to the pouch.

"The only thing I need now, in this lifetime, is to know that you are going to live and make it home. I have no need of money, I never did. I did have a need though of a good soul and mindset that you will remain alive for your family." she explained to me as I watched her intently. She was risking her life once more for me, and she had no intention of changing her mind. I simply nodded my hand as she transferred her money into my pouch, then looking over at Gendry.

"Go to Tobho's." She instructed him, "Get yourself a weapon, perhaps your hammer. If you two are going to make it back to the South and intend to live, you need a weapon." Gendry looked from her to me, waiting to see if I approved. I nodded at him, seeing him throw his cloak on and the hood over his head, moving out into the street and out of sight from me.

"And you." She said to me, having me look back at her, "I take it you learned a weapon from the Brotherhood Without Banners?"

"Brennon taught me how to shoot." I said to her, then feeling a bit of pain when I mentioned Brennon, still not knowing if he was alive.

"I can get you a bow and some arrow, you can make the rest yourself." Gaila said to me as I watched her move around the room like a mad woman, with the energy of a young woman again. She was on a mission, to get me out alive.

"Stick to the Kingsroad, and then branch out as soon as you reach the Croassroad Inn, take another way to your home." She said to me aloud, grabbing my pack and handing it to me.

"Which home?" I asked her aloud, seeing her eye me and pause her movement. She knew what I meant: Thedra Ascent or Winterfell. She was about to answer when Gendry came back with one sword, and his hammer as well. He snuck into the darkness as Gaila handed him a pack.

"Let's go." She said aloud as the three of us stood in her shop together, and I was about to leave her once more, this time for good.

We followed her to the edge of Flea Bottom, having me see a man with two horses talk to her and her handing him a handful of coins for the horses. He nodded at her and then handed each of us a horse. I hoped on my own, a bow with the sheath attached to my back. It was given to me by one of Gaila's friends a vendor who made weapons for the Gold Cloaks, but whom had no allegiance to the crown. This bow and arrow was knew, hand crafted for the best archers in the army, and thankfully I got to have one along with a sheath filled with arrows. It felt nice to be wearing their weaponry, though I hated them for what they did to my family.

"Stick to the road, don't stop until you reach your home." She emphasized that to me, having me nod my head and feel her kiss my hand with a sorrowful look on her face. This time, I knew it would be the last that I would see her, since she could be killed because of her aiding me and protecting me,

"I pray for the Old Gods and New that you will be able to live a long life." She said to me, then looking at Gendry as well, seeing him on his horse with the sword at his hip and the hammer attached to the saddle, "The same with you. You two are far too pure to be killed so young."

"I don't know how to thank you." I said to her, seeing her look back at me with a softer smile on her face.

"You don't need to dearie. Just get yourself out of here before anything happens to you, that's all I ask in return." She said to me in reassurance. I smiled at her, then kicking my horse to get her moving, Gendry doing the same, following behind me as I looked back at Gaila one last time. She nodded her head at me. I prayed that she would be safe, safe from bend harmed for helping me.

We went around the corner to the same opening and clearing where we started our journey with the caravan. We both walked through the archway that lead into the open countryside, having me take deep breath and had out into another attempt to get back home in one piece. But this time it was no mystery to why I was a target. I know now why I'm a target and where I am from. There was nothing that was in fact going to keep me away from where I wanted to go.

When we were down the road a bit, we started to hear something behind us at King's Landing, something unusual. We both stopped the horses and looked back, having me then hear a rhythmic sound that haunted the air and rung loud and clear.

"What does that mean?" I asked Gendry aloud, since he has grown up there. I saw something shift in his stare at the city, something not good.

"They're closing the city." he replied, kicking his horse and starting it up again. I did as well, the both of us started to trot down the road and not looking back. Something bad happened in the city, and I didn't want to know what it was. But I was glad I wasn't in there anymore, I was on my way back to my roots.

I was going back to the North.

Author's Note: Hey friends! I am here to tell you what is going on in my life!

I'm going to be busy for the next 3 months, which means that I will hardly have time to do the 3 chapters a day bit that I have been doing for the past couple of days. The reason I did this was to have a good story with plenty of story and chapters, but I PROMISE I will try to keep the story going throughout this summer.

I'm on a missionary team that is going to one church every week around Southern California and running the Vacation Bible School for the kids. Most of the time I'll be either busy or tired, but I will try to do a chapter every week whilst I'm out and about on my days off.

There will be a ending to this story, I promise. It'll just be slower, but it will have a good ending. Please review and let me know how I am doing, and spread this story along to your friends!

Thanks for reading!