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Chapter 15: A new dynasty

Winterfell

Lord Rickon Stark was an imposing man. Tall standing at the height of 6 feet and 6 inches he resembled a small keep rather than a person. He was muscular beyond imagination. He was standing in the Great Hall clutching a letter in his hand his face getting red from anger. Maester Luwin looked at his Lord with a worried and confused expression.

"What is it my Lord?" He asked his mute Lord

"My daughter. HE STOLE MY DAUGHTER!" Rickard Stark roared making the walls of the Great Hall shake. Maester Luwin took the letter from the Lord hands as he began pacing the hall trying to calm down.

"Are we calling our bannermen? Are we going to war?" the older man asked and Rickard Stark looked at him with a hard look. His grey eyes turning black.

"We are going to war. I will kill the bastard myself. I will rip his heart out with my own hand. He will be sorry he ever touched my daughter." Rickard said cursing himself for not going with Ned and Lyanna to the wedding. Benjen got ill with the pox and he decided to stay with his young son. Now his daughter is abducted by a mad man and his younger son is injured and planning a war his first born son. Rickard Starr does not take kindly to people who hurt his family. He looked at the Maester.

"Call our Bannermen my friend. We are going to War." He said and the older man nodded and hurried out of the room. The next few days were crucial. He was planning for war most of the houses. His dear friend and his closest ally Medger Cerwyn was already her with the help of 200 men at his back. House Karstark House Glover House Mormont and House Manderly are already marching to Winterfell. They as soon as they get here they will march to the Riverlands to meet with Elbert Arryn and Brynden Tully. With the forces from the North the Eyrie and the Riverlands the usurper will be brought to justice by his own hand.

Rickard walked to his youngest sons room and saw the boy by the window looking out on the falling snow. The boy of 10 years old survived the pox and was feeling much better. He out of all his children resembled his beloved wife Lyarra the most. There was nothing of him in his son. He was all hers.

"Son come I need to speak with you." Rickard said and his son nodded and they both sat on his bed. The large man was making the chamber small.

"Father are you going to war? Is it true that Robert took my sister and killed the Queen and her son? Will you die?" Benjen asked with his soft grey eyes looking at his father and his heart melted looking at him. He was a handsome young lad.

"Yes the war had already begun my son. The Baratheon took your sister and murdered the Queen mother and her son. Many men will die but I swear to you my son I will do anything in my power to come back home to you." Rickard said putting his large hand on his sons shoulder.

"I know father. You always keep your promises. You will come back with Eddard and his wife. I wanna join the night watch father. I wanna serve the realm. I want to protect it." Benjen said and Rickard looked at his son with proud eyes. Not every father could say that all of his children made him so proud. Every one of them were unique in their own ways but all of them were his pride and joy.

"You will make a great man of the Nights Watch my son. It is a great honour but do not take the decision yet. You are still very young." Rickard said and Benjen nodded. Rickard kissed his sons head.

"I leave the Castle in your care my son. It is your responsibility to take care of the common folks. Maester Luwin will help you and advise you but you are now the Lord of Winterfell." Rickard said and Benjen's eyes went wide before he composed himself and puffed up his chest and looked at his father

"I will not let you down father. I promise." Benjen said and Rickard smiled and nodded. The two talked some more Rickard explaining everything to Benjen before he left the chamber leaving his son to his Septa.

He went to the Great Hall where the Maester was waiting for him.

"All their Northern houses replied to the call besides House Bolton. They send their raven saying that they will not support the mad king son and they are standing with Baratheon and their cause and they are marching towards then right now." he said and Rickard cursed under his breath. Bloody Roose Bolton. Always hated the Starks and always wanted to get on top. Damn him and his damn Castle. May he Perish in the war or he will kill the bastard himself.

"Never mind we can do without him. I hope to kill him in battle. As soon as everyone gets here we are marching to the Riverlands. I want to end this war and I want my daughter back." Rickard said and the Maester nodded. This war will change everything.

Stormlands

Lyanna woke up on a fathered bed. It was quiet finally which she was thankful for. They were somewhere in the Stormlands now. Not far from the Storms End Roberts ancestral home. On the way there her captures decided to stop in a brothel. Although she got her own room the place was loud with disgusted moans. Lyanna wanted to hurl at the sound and she did. This pregnancy was not easy on her. With the stress of being captured and being on the road all the times and not having enough food or water she was weak all the time. She had no strength to fight or get away. Tonight was the first time since she was taken that she had eaten a full meal. She finally had the strength to lift her head of the bed.

She got off it and walked around the room. It was a simple chamber with just a bed nothing else. This was not an inn. It was a brothel after all. She walked around the chamber and headed for the door. Even though she knew it would be locked she just had to check it. And off course it was locked. She looked once more around the room and nothing but the lone candle and the moonlight was given light to the room. She walked to the window to see if there was any way she could unlock it. She had t use her strength but with some force the window opened. Lyanna would scream and dance with joy but she had no time. She tried climbed the window and fell from the seal hurting her right ankle in the process making her yelp in the pain. She did not leave her crouched down position and looked around. The sun was just coming out and she could make out the forest in front of her and she decided to take her chances. She knew how to survive in the woods and everything was better then being with Robert. She started to run on her strained ankle and although the pain was blinded for the first time in two month she had a smile to her face.

Lyanna ran as fat as she could and as deeper as she could in the woods she needed to get as far away from Robert as possible. She was panting and sobbing in pain but she was not a quitter. She was not going to give up so easily. She was looking for a river so she can make her way alongside of it the. The sun was out fully now blinding her. She heard the animals of the woods come alive as well. The wolfs were howling the bird were singing and there was Lyanna in the middle of the woods looking around frantically trying to listen for a running water. She was parched and her leg felt as it was on fire. She sunk to the ground and began sobbing. She was going to die here and she will kill her baby

"I am sorry my child. I am sorry for that you have me as your mother. I am sorry that you probably will not survive this. Your father named you already my child. If you are a boy you will be named Aegon as the Conquer and of you will be a girl your name shall be Rheanys. You are born out of two Great Houses my child. Stark and Targaryen. You are born out of ice and fire. You will be special my child." Lyanna said caressing her belly which was still flat. She wiped her tears and as she was about to move her heard hounds barking loudly and she yelped and stood her her legs and began to run as fast as she can. She knew it was Robert. He knew she was gone. He will kill her now. He will kill her baby.

Lyanna was running looking around frantically when she hit what she thought was a hard wall when in fact it was one of Robert men who had a sick smirk on his face.

"Are you going somewhere my Queen?" The man said and laughed in her ear. He picked her up and put her on his shoulder and began walking towards the direction she was running away from. She was kicking and punching and screaming but soon she stopped. She had no strength. Soon she saw that damned brothel. It seemed that she did not run far. He told the man to call for their King and he pushed her back to her room and she fell in the floor. she automatically held her stomach to protect it. She tried to get up from the floor but she hurt her foot more then she realised and now she could barely stand and he lost all of her energy on the run. Her vision became blurry and then the whole world became black.

The next time she woke up she was on her bed. She looked around and saw Robert standing by the window turned away from her. She moved as quietly as she could and took the glass in her hand and charged at the man wanting to kill him but he turned around and grabbed her wrist and stopped her. She was clutching at the glass and it was making her bleed.

Robert looked at her with a crazed look and he threw her on the floor making her scream in pain.

"You always had a wolf spirit Lyanna and that was why I fell in love with you. You are stubborn and wild and so beautiful. I would do anything for you Lyanna." Robert said in a strangely calm voice.

"Then let me go Robert please. I am married to another. I carry his child. You were like a brother to my Ned. Do yo think he will agree with your decision. He is probably raising his bannermen alongside my father and eldest brother. You can still come back from this. There is no reason for war." Lyanna tried to plead with Robert. Trying to make him see reason. There was no need for so many people to die.

"No Lyanna I do not want to fight Ned. He is more of a brother to me then my own blood but this is bigger than that my love. The country does not want a mad king again. We do not want a crazy ruler. He is a Targeryen. The madness is in his blood. We have to wipe out all of them. They cannot survive." Robert said and Lyanna whimpered.

"Rhaegar is not crazy. He is not his father. Robert please let me go. I want to go home." Lyanna said wishing she was back home in the safe walls of Winterfell playing with her brothers.

"You are going home. You will be going with me to Storms End. That will be your home from now on." Robert said and left the room but just before he left he stopped clutching at the handle. He did not turn around.

"Next time you try to escape I will cut the babe out of you before it had a chance to take a breath." Robert said and left the room banging the door behind him. Lyanna stayed on the floor crying and holding her stomach. She cannot let her baby die.

They travelled for another week. Lyanna never tried to escape or give them trouble. She did not need to give Robert any reason to anger him again. She saw it. In his eyes. The madness that was beneath the exterior. He was crazy just like the Mad King was.

Storms Ends as a beautiful castle. Much different that Winterfell and the Red Keep. It was a fortress that no one could penetrate. Lyanna was taken through the castle walls and into the keep and to the Great Hall where Roberts Brother Stannis was waiting for him with a grimace on his face.

"Seven Hells Robert have you lost your mind. Stealing a Queen and starting a Rebellion. What were you thinking. No other Rebellion was won and you know that." Stannis said and Robert chuckled at his younger brother. Stannis was smaller an not as handsome as his older brother. Robert walked toward the window and looked upon the waves.

"Stannis the country is in two minds. They do not want another Targaryen King. Not after the Mad King. The madness is in their blood. We do not know if the son will turn out like his father. We cannot take the chance. The Realm needs a new King a new dynasty of Stags and Wolfs." Robert said and Stannis shook his head.

"Robert their blood runs through our veins as well. We can be just as mad." Stannis said and Robert turned towards his brother with a murderous look on his face.

"I AM NOT MAD!" He roared. Stannis looked at his brother with fear in his eyes.

"Now I need to know brother are you with me? Will you stand behind me?" Robert said and Stannis closed his eyes. He always wanted the approval of his older brother and he never got it. He always preferred the Stark boy over his own blood. Now it was his chance to prove it.

"I will stand with you brother." Stannis said. Robert looked at the guard and waved at them and they took Lyanna out of the Great Hall. Robert looked again at the window and smiled. He will win this war and will sit at the Iron chair with Lyanna by his side. They will launch a dynasty that will last a thousand years.

Well there we go another chapter! How did you like it?I hope it kept you interested and id not bore you. We are getting to the mids of the rebellion. I had a great time researching about it and I loved the lore before the actual story happens. Lets hope that you will leave a review to let me know what you think.