Robb Stark
It has been a tiresome day a beheading of a deserter of the Nights Watch, Direwolves in the North after 200 years absence, and what appears to have been a star falling from the sky right into the middle of the Godswood where father was. I was taking a walk on the ramparts when the star first appeared, but unlike any star I had ever seen instead of flying across the sky like any other traveling star it descended from the night sky in a show of bright light that lit up the courtyard like a moon at its peak followed by a roaring crash.
My first thought was off my Lord Father who was still in the Godswood, I make haste to the courtyard where many had gathered because of the display. I see Rodrik and Jory Cassell.
"We need to form a party my Father is still out in the Godswood. Round up whatever men available and meet me at the gate as soon as possible." I don't even wait for a response as I take off for the keep I need to find my brother, Jon, I'm sure he must have heard the noise from inside of the castle. As I'm running through the warm halls of Winterfell I bump into someone as I turn a corner I catch myself from falling over.
"Robb what was that sound? Is the keep under attack?" I look up to see my brother, Jon.
"No your going to believe I'm absolutely mad, but a star has fallen out of the sky and landed into the Godswood, Father is still out there. I've gathered the men to form a search party, we must hurry" and I take off back through the halls and back out into the night, my brother right on my heels.
As we reach the gates of Winterfell about a dozen men have been gathered and are ready to ride in search of my father I gather the reigns of my horse being held by one of the stable boys and Jon does the same with his.
"Alright men we don't know what is out there but I suggest we keep our eyes open, our main objective is to find our Lord and bring him home safely" I say to the men around me. "Open the gates" I yell out.
As the gates rise I see a silhouette walking towards the gates it seems to be carrying a large winged animal. I direct my horse to move up a few paces "Halt who goes there" I say in a loud voice.
The person takes a few steps in reach of the torches light as my fathers face reaches my view I let out the air I didn't know I was holding. The men all scurried off of their horses to my fathers side.
"Milord we heard the explosion, what kind of creature have you brought here" before my father can respond another man replies.
"It must be some sort of demon, we should dispose of it before it kills us all" the rest of the men nod solemnly.
"We shall do no such thing" my father calmly states. " I asked the Gods to send us a sign of good fortune and they deemed the North worthy of their blessing. This girl whatever she is maybe what saves us all." and he walked off through the gates of Winterfell.
I turn to face my brother I see the shock in his eyes as we turn to follow our father back into the castle.
We follow silently as we make our way through the keep my father stops a maid and tells her to quickly ready a room in the family wing along with sending for the maester I look again towards my brother but there is only confusion between the two of us as we follow along. The view of my fathers back obscured by white wings and silver hair that almost sweeps the floor. As we make it to the family wing my Lord father enters the designated room, a door down from Bran and Rickon's room and lays her on top of the furs, the maid is still busying about the room working on lighting a fire in the grate. I take my first good look to the creature my father had brought into our home, she's stunning even covered in dirt I can recognize that.
"Father did the Gods really send this woman" my brother from my side.
"Yes" he solemly replies "I asked for help protecting the North, and then a star fell.
"What is she?" I say.
"I don't know" and then he turns to leave the room.
"Father! Where are you going" I yell after him.
"The bannermen must be called" he sighed "Winter is coming" he looked over at the maiden on the bed "No one comes in here beyond the maester make sure guards are posted until she awakens" and with those words he was gone.
"I'll accompany father you wait for the maester." and Jon followed after.
Cosmos
'Why do I come up with these idiotic ideas?' I think to myself as I groan my unconsciousness, my eyes blinking trying to hold back the darkness I had suffered in my fall. Laying on my back I take in my surroundings I'm surrounded by warm fur covers on a tall canopy bed, and a fire is burning in a fireplace on the other side of the room, I turn my head toward the foot of the bed and there is a man facing the door, short curly red hair, broad shoulders, he has a decent amount of height to him. I'm betting my scepter its the heir of Winterfell. I pull myself into sitting on the bed and stretch my wings from the uncomfortable position I had been sleeping in. He must have been in deep thought because the rustling of my wings caused him to jump and turn around. I giggle a little at the action
"I'm sorry I didnt mean to startle you." I say in my most unassuming voice. He looks down a little embarrassed I see a flush in his cheeks.
"Umm- I'm sorry milady I guess my mind wandered a bit away from my task of.. of-"
"-Watching me?" I raise my arched eyebrow as I interrupt his statement. He looks flustered.
"its no bother to me, woman with wings falls out of the sky in my backyard, I'd keep an eye on her as well"
"Father says the Olde Gods sent you"
"In a way I guess you can say that is correct" I reply.
"What are you milady?" wide blue eyes look into my silver orbs.
"That's a very good question young heir, the real question though is not what I am, but who" I slyly respond.
"well milady who are you"
"Well that depends who you ask" I make my way off the bed to walk around my quarters, plush carpets decorate the floors in dark colors tapestries on the walls depict wolves running around in forest a scenery. I take in my appearance in a tall mirror close to one the windows rips, tears and dirt decorate my fuku, and my buns are skewed. 'Well that won't due' I flick my wrist and at my command my princess gown without the puffy sleeves appears on my form. I pull back my bangs to see the golden crescent moon on my forehead. 'better' I turn around to take in my host. His mouth is wide open in shock. I giggle again and im sure its not considered lady like.
He's trying to gather his wits when the door opens with a large creak. An old man completely bent over in age comes in he's got a long chain around his neck with different colored links. He in looks between me and Robb in confusion.
"I was under the impression that my services were needed"
"I'm sorry, but as you can see those services arent needed sir" I state.
"I'm sorry I must insist milady" the old man says to me shoulders squared and eyes tight. I give him my best try my glare.
"Sir I have walked among the Gods and flown through the stars, I have been to the ends of the universe and traversed the realms in between. What makes you think you are qualified to see to my needs." I feel my wings flare out and gently lift me off the ground.
Third person POV
The air had thickened with the tension the winged woman was casting in the room. "Milady, maester Luwin, meant you no offense I'm sure after your fall he is just worried about your physical state of being" the heir of The North is trying to calm the enraged woman. Her eyes flashed a bright white then she turned silver eyes toward Robb's panicing blues as the air swirling about her slowed and she lowered to the grounds
"As you can see my 'physical state of being' is fine but I could use a few hours of rest before I get up to do anything more strenuous, if I could have a the night to myself I would very much appreciate it" the way the words came out of her mouth both men knew it was not a question of approval, it was more like a demand that both men knew not to question themselves and the made their way to exit
"Ohh and Heir Stark, if you could make set up a private audience between myself, and the rest of the Stark family during the day, I would be much obliged" and she then turned her back to the retreating men.