Bran hadn't woken up yet. The entire family was a mess, and I had to stay strong for Robb, who had to stay strong for his mother.

Today was the day that everyone would be leaving. My family, Sansa, Arya, and Eddard to King's Landing, and Jon Snow to the wall. I said my goodbyes to him in the hallway, asking him not to get eaten by giants. He smiled at that.

I then went to formally bid goodbye to my family. Arya hugged me, and I promised her that I would see her soon. Sansa curtsied to me, but I hugged her.

Robb stood by my side as they left. "It's okay," I say. "They'll be fine." He nods, and goes off to some lordly duties.

I look down at my stomach. I hadn't been flowering, even though I was due to a week ago. I decided to go to Maester Luwin. "Hello Lady Annablyth. What brings you here?"

"I think I may be pregnant." I say. He nods. "Have you flowered?" I shake my head, "I was supposed to a week ago."

"We will have to wait a little longer, perhaps a fortnight." Gods, would I really have to wait that long?

• • • •

I go to where Robb is, outside walking around with his wolf. Little Rickon clutched his leg, crying. "Need some help?" I ask. He nods. "Hey Rickon," I say, bending down.

His blue eyes are watery. "Do you want to go play with Shaggydog with me? I think he needs some exercise. We don't want him to get fat, do we?" I poke him in his belly, and he giggles. He lets go of Robb, and wraps his arms around my neck. I hoist him up, and Robb sends me a grateful look. I simply smile at him.

I walked with Rickon and Shaggydog. We threw a stick, and Shaggydog would go and retrieve it. A wolf started howling, and Shaggydog joined in. Then, the dogs started barking. I picked up Rickon, feeling that something bad was about to happen.

It was then that I noticed the library was on fire. I bring Rickon inside to the dining hall. I stay there with him, watching from the window as the fire is extinguished.

I brought Rickon to his bedroom, and then headed back to my room. Robb was there. "An assassin tried to kill Bran."

"What?"

"My mother was there, thank the gods."

I shook my head. "Why would someone want to kill Bran?" I knew why, but I had to play dumb. It didn't mean that I couldn't drop hints for them to figure it out.

"Where's Lady Catelyn now?" I asked. "Sleeping, I believe." I went over to him and hugged him. He hugged me back.

It was four days until Catelyn woke up, and Robb told me that she wasn't so much of a shell. I was glad, for Robb wasn't used to all of these duties. I helped him best I could, because even with my inferior political strength, you can't help pick up a knack for politics in King's Landing.

Robb, trusting me with the utmost confidentiality, also told me that Catelyn has headed North to tell Eddard the news.

I tried to take some responsibility of Winterfell, but Lannisters aren't very welcome anymore, it seemed. So I was forced to stick to my duties of watching over Rickon and keeping Bran's bedside warm.

I was next to Bran when he awoke. His eyes fluttered open, and I smiled. The maid ran down yelling, "He's awake, he's awake, he's awake."

Bran's nameless wolf jumped up on the bed and licked his hand. I dare not say anything, but Bran seemed to acknowledge me with his eyes. Robb came rushing in, and all Bran said was, "His name is Summer."

Maester Luwin came in, and we were permitted to stand in a corner. Robb's eyes were all watery, but I knew that those tears were not from sadness. As it turned out, Bran's legs were dead, and he couldn't feel a single thing below his waist.

I could feel my heart break as Bran looked away, obviously hiding his tears.

I left soon, and brought Rickon in. I felt terrible for Bran. He would never have a child, or even walk again. With a jolt of remembrance, I looked down at my stomach. It has been more than a fortnight, but I had completely forgotten about my possible child.

I talked to Maester Luwin, and he brought me to his room. He put a small object on my stomach. He said he was listening for a heartbeat through a string. He pulled away. "Congratulations, my lady. You are with child."

I could feel my mouth twist into a smile. "Really?" He nodded. "I am positive."

I stood up, thanked him, and ran to Robb, where he was talking to somebody. I remembered my manners, and stood still by the door. Robb dismissed the man and said, "What is it Annablyth?"

"I'm pregnant." His face turned from one of stress to pure happiness. He hugged me and picked me up and twirled me. He kissed me and laughed.

"I'm absolutely sure, Maester Luwin has confirmed it and everything." I said in a rush. Robb nodded. "We have to tell everyone! We have to tell Winterfell, and write a letter to-" I cut him off with a kiss.

"Let's wait a little while. I just want to be sure." He nodded again. "Thank you," he whispered, his forehead against mine. I laughed.