Authors Note: Well here is chapter 8 :D. Thank you all for the reviews, favorites and follows it means a lot. I hope you guys like this chapter as much as I did.

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Chapter 8: Careful.

Joffrey refused to marry that Stark girl, she was annoying. His mother would argue she was pretty, and that she would give him good heirs but he did not care. Sure she was pretty, red hair and blue eyes, but she was stupid. The girl fawned over everything Joffrey had down, and though he liked the thought of that, she was just annoying to him. He hated her family, they were wild, unruly or at least her sister was. Joffrey was still fuming over the incident of the damned wolf almost killing him, and if he had his way the beast would be dead. He hated everything about the people from the north, and he wished they would just go back to where they had come from.

They did return his sister to the family though, that was a small gift. He had not had the chance to encounter his sister since they had arrived in Kings landing. Lyrina had locked herself away in her chambers, not doubt to hide from him. That also meant she had not seen her friends, the Stark girls, in days either which pleased Joffrey. He intended to make sure his sister lost any of the wolf spirit she gained in Winterfell, and make her understand who she really was meant to be.

Robb's P.O.V

He would have the person's head who pushed his brother, he would chop it off himself. He did not care who it was, he would see to it that everyone involved died. Bran had woken up and completely lost any ability to move his legs. The person who harmed him made it so his brother would never walk again. His ten year old little brother who had dreams of being a knight, would never fight again. Robb was beyond mad, he was blood thirsty. He held it together though, didn't let Bran or Rickon see the inner workings of his mind. He was still Lord of Winterfell while his mother was away, he had to remain stoic and calm.

Robb knew his job was to keep his house in order until his father, or mother were there to do it. He kept Rickon calm, and made sure all appointments were met. His head was so set on just taking care of everything around him he did not even think of himself. Theon was not much of a help, beyond just taking care of certain affairs, the rest was up to Robb to do. He started to see why is father was so stressed most days, running the North was no easy feat.

"I miss her." He was bringing Bran his dinner when the younger boy began to speak of Lyrina. It was the first time in days that Robb had even thought of her. After he thought of her having to do with Bran, he dared not think of her.

"I am sure she misses you too, Bran. She sat at your bedside hours everyday until she left." He thought back to the times where he would find her sitting with his mother, neither woman saying a word. He thought of the first night he went to her room, and just prayed with her.

"Will she ever come back? I was supposed to be in Kings Landing with her, I was going to be her guard. Do you think she is safe without me?" Bran was so concerned, and Robb just smiled at him.

"She is with her family, she could not be safer. And of course she will come back, she will want to see you of course." Was she safe, or had he made a grave mistake? He felt like an ass for even thinking Lyrina would keep the person who hurt his brother safe. He knew she loved Bran.

"She belongs here, she doesn't belong with them."

"Bran, they are her family."

"I don't care, they didn't even notice she ran away, they don't care about her. I do." Bran was passionate about it, and Robb could understand. They didn't care for Lyrina, how could they. They sent away their child and never bothered to see her in eleven years. He knew the king cared, he could see this guilt in his face when he spoke to him the night before they left. He knew the king wanted what was best for Lyrina, but Robb was beginning to think Winterfell was what was best.

"I messed up." Bran just looked up at him, and Robb put his head in his hands. Everything was becoming too much. His brother would never walk again, his mother was somewhere he didn't know if she would make it home, his sisters and father were in a place where he suspected an attempted murderer lived and he let Lyrina go.

"It'll be better when mother comes back." He was glad Bran was not saying he wanted to die anymore, but he did not want his brother to see him this way. Robb pulled himself together and smiled at his brother.

"I can handle it, now eat your dinner." Robb went from joking to stern before he left the room.

Robb had to gain his composure, he could not let it all fall apart now. He knew that things were not going to remain calm for long, but he had to focus on what he could do from home. He could not do anything about what was going on in Kings Landing, his mother was handling that. All he could do was wait, care for his brothers and Winterfell.

Robb decided if he could not do anything to help he would at least write to Lyrina, to warn her to be careful. He knew his mother did not want anyone to know of their suspicions so he would leave that out. He would just be writing a letter to his old friend, informing her of his brother. She needed to know that Bran was awake at least, she deserved that much. He wrote the letter four times before he finally settled on one. He had said too much in one, not enough in the others. He did not know what to tell her, he felt guilty for thinking she could be responsible for Bran's fall. He knew better, but he felt bad for even thinking it, not that she even knew. After writing the raven he sealed it and gave it t Maester Luwin to send. She hopefully get it soon, she may even reply to him. He hoped she was safe, that was his concern.

Lyrina's P.O.V

They had been in Kings Landing for a few days and she had yet to leave her room. She was terrified of being here again, she thought she could handle it. When they arrived Lyrina was in awe of the size of the capitol, she felt so small. When they entered the keep, her feelings did not change. She felt like a small bug among giants. She had not seen Arya, Sansa, Lord Stark or any of her own family, she refused to leave her chambers. At least she had beautiful chambers. Lyrina just spent most of her time sitting at her reading, eating or looking from her balcony outside. She was thankful it was nice, but she hated it. She wanted Winterfell back, she wanted to leave.

Lyrina began to write a raven to Jon, she wanted him to know she had reached Kings Landing safe. She also wanted to make sure he was safe at the wall, she worried about him.

Jon,

We arrived in Kings Landing a few days ago, I haven't left my room. I can't stand it here, I feel so small. It is nothing like Winterfell, it is a horrible place,I think. I haven't really explored beyond my chamber, but that is not the point. How is the wall? Could you hide a runaway princess there? I will be good, I promise. But in all seriousness, I miss you Jon and I hope you are well.

Lyrina.

Lyrina rolled up the small note and sealed it. She would have to get the knight posted outside her door to deliver it because Lyrina had no idea where she would take it to. So she opened up her door and asked the young man to take the letter to where the ravens were, and send it to Castle Black. At first he just stood there, but Lyrina shooed him away and said she would be fine for a few minutes. Her father had demanded no one leave her door, she was beginning to feel like a prisoner. Before the guard left he handed her a similar piece of paper to her own.

"It came earlier this morning, I did not wish to bother you M'lady." Lyrina just smiled at him and retreated back into her room.

She noticed the seal on the paper was the of the Starks of Winterfell. Had Robb decided to write to her? Lyrina could not have been more excited as she opened up the small letter.

Lyrina

Bran has woken up, he will never walk again. I don't want to say too much over a raven, but things are not well here. Be safe, I love you.

Lyrina dropped the note, and felt herself slowly slip to the floor. Bran would never walk again, and something was terribly wrong. So her worries were true, someone had pushed him. She did not need him to validate that to her, she knew from Robb's words. She felt like someone had stuck a sword in her gut, she wanted to run to Winterfell and see Bran. He was so young, and to lose the ability to walk must have been killing him. He was supposed to be with her, he was supposed to be her little guard. He was going to be a knight, a solider. Lyrina put the note in a book on her shelf, she feared someone would find it and assume things. She would read it again later but she needed to get out.

Lyrina grabbed a cloak she had for when she rode in the rain, it was simple, thin and grey with a hood. She knew if she wanted to get out of the keep she would have to hide her face, or else she would end up with an escort. Before she left she checked to make sure the guard was still gone delivering her letter, and when she saw he was she slipped out. She followed the corridors trying to avoid anyone who she knew, until finally she found the door out of the keep. Lyrina made her way through the courtyard, and as she did she caught the sight of Lord Stark following a man she did not know. Lyrina became curious, an she let that impulse get the better of her. She put her hood up as she walked past the guards and followed the pair.

To Lyrina's surprise the strange man brought Lord Start to a brothel, of all places to bring a loyal, faithful man. Lyrina watched as Lord Stark snapped and attacked the man, she was unsure of what would happen until she saw Lady Stark peak over a balcony. She become more confused with each passing moment, and Lyrina knew she had to find out what was going on. Once they were inside, Lyrina sneaked in after them making sure to keep her head down and hood up.

Lyrina hid in a room next to the one Lord Stark and Lady Stark were conversing in. She listened intently as they began to speak in worried hushed tones. Lyrina felt another knife in her stomach when she heard them mention her uncle Tyrion being the one to send an assassin to kill Bran. She had to cover her mouth to keep back the chocked gasp that almost left her mouth, there was no way. Her uncle was kind, gentle and smart, he would never hurt a child. But it seemed to her that the Starks were convinced, but they would not go to her father. She knew why, it would be treason to accuse the queen's brother of attempted murder. Lyrina stood there shaking for a moment, tears streaming down her face when suddenly a naked girl appeared in front of her.

"Hey wha.."

"Shh no no please, shhh." Lyrina whispered fast, cutting the girl. She looked up at the naked girl, her face no doubt bright red and a mess from crying. "Please they can not know I am here, please. Can you just help me get out?"

"You're the princess." Lyrina nodded at the girl, who in return took her hand leading her out a back entrance. "I will not tell anyone, M'lady, but I would be more careful next time Littlefinger sees everything."

Lyrina stood there as the naked girl disappeared back inside. That was her closest encounter with a whore and Lyrina was more phased by what she had heard. Her uncle, the only one she really cared for in her mothers family, had tried to murder Bran. A poor innocent child. Lyrina was sad, and angry she could not fathom how he could think hurting a child was okay. All Lannisters are the same.

She knew she should get back to the keep, she knew the guard would notice her absence but she did not know the way back. As she began the journey she put her hood back up and began walking the streets of the capitol. She did not know where she was, the whole city was bigger than anywhere she had ever been before. She passed groups of people all milling around and talking, she could of asked for their help but she was still crying. She was scared that her mothers family really had to do with Bran's fall, and attempted murder. Had her mother been a part of it too? He father? She did not know who she could trust, but she would have to trust someone in her family. She knew Myrcella and Tommen were innocent children, she could trust them but she could not rely on children. She would have to trust her father, he would have to be innocent.

Lyrina had wandered around for hours and it was getting dark, only adding to her fear. She wanted to ask for help, but everyone seemed so scary. Lyrina just kept walking the streets looking up at the keep, she could see it but every time she got close she felt even more lost. She was ready to give up, and just start screaming when she saw someone she recognized. She saw the so called Hound walking her way, and she began to panic. She knew he was her brother's guard, and she got worried Joffrey was behind him. As he got closer she did not see anyone with him, so Lyrina took off her hood walking toward him.

"Princess." His face held no emotion, his voice stern.

"I am lost."

"You're father and mother have half the castle looking for you, girl." He took her arm, not roughly, and began leading her to the Keep. She hoped it was the keep and he was not leading her to the back ally to kill her. She was on edge after everything, she did not know who she could trust.

It felt like she was being dragged the mans steps were so much larger than her own. Lyrina had to almost run to keep up as he pulled her along. Would he take her to her room or to her parents? When they reached the keeps's entrance she tried to pull away but the man just kept his grip on her.

"Tell the others she is back." The guard watching the main door just nodded, and Lyrina looked at the guard with pleading eyes. She did not know what was going to happen to her.

Once inside the red keep the Hound slowed his pace and Lyrina was able to walk beside him now. He towered over her, which just fed her fear of him. He had since let go of her arm, and she could just run back to her chambers but she knew where he was leading her. Before she was shown her own chambers she had been taught the way to her fathers. When they reached her father's chambers the Hound just opened the door and motioned she go in.

Lyrina was hesitant but she entered her father's chambers to see the man pacing. The door was shut behind her causing him to turn and face her. The look on his face was one of rage and Lyrina went to take a step back as he came stumbling toward her. He was drunk.

"My little fawn, my fawn, my daughter." Lyrina just stood there as her father hugged her close to him.

"Father, I"

" I was so worried, Lyrina. You have no idea how worried I was. Please you can not do that ." He was rambling, and Lyrina just hugged her father back. She expected yelling, or something other than this.

"I wanted to see the city, I just got lost." The man just kept hugging her, whispering that he was just glad she was okay over and over again.

"You can not do that anymore, my little fawn. The Hound will be your new personal guard during the day if you wish to leave the castle. You will have a guard outside your door at all hours. You will inform them to get the Hound when you wish to leave, is that understood?" Her father went from drunken worry, to stern in seconds. He was holding Lyrina tightly by her shoulders staring into her eyes.

"I understand, father. I thought he was Joffrey's guard though? I do not wish to remove someone from his service." The last thing Lyrina needed was Joffrey being mad at her.

"He does not care, and I do not either. You need to be protected and the Hound is one of the best. Lyrina look at me, he is not loyal to your brother, or your mother, he will do what is needed to protect you." Her father was bending down to stare straight in her face, and the smell of his wine was making her feel sick. "I can not lose you, I love you."

"I am sorry father, and I love you too. I will not make the mistake of wandering off again." This time it was Lyrina who hugged her father, and he just hugged her back.

Lyrina ate with her father, and laughed with him. She was glad she had finally left her room, at least she was kind of glad. She had learned too much, things she was never meant to know but she got to see her father. She had worried her family, made her father worry, but she did leave her room. Kings Landing may not be so bad for her, she just needed to make the effort. She left her father as the night grew later, and she wanted to sleep so she could go see Arya the next day, maybe even Sansa.

A guard walked Lyrina to her chamber where another guard was already posted outside her door. She thanked the one guard and smiled at the other before going into her room. She had a very long day and all she wanted was to collapse into bed, re-read the letter from Robb and get some sleep. As she was getting ready for bed Lyrina caught sight of a lose piece of parchment on her table, she was sure she had cleaned up. Upon further inspection Lyrina discovered it was note written in neat writing, short and to the point.

A brothel is no place for a princess. You do not know who you can trust, I would be more careful if I were you. Next time someone may not be as nice.

Lyrina felt her face flush someone had been in her room. Someone had seen her in the brothel listening to Lord and Lady Stark. Had that person too heard about her uncle? Would they turn in the Starks for treason? Lyrina's head was a swarm of thoughts, and concerns. She felt threatened by the note, someone was watching her and had access to her room. Lyrina was about to go out and question the guard when someone entered her room. Lyrina grabbed her night robe to cover sleeping clothes as she saw it was her brother. She had avoided him for days since the fight on the Kings Road, she did not want to deal with him now.

"My dear sister, we were looking everywhere for you. Where did the dog find you?" She tied her robe and smiled at her brother.

"I wanted to explore and I just got lost in the streets of the city, I am sorry for worrying everyone."

"I am just glad no harm came to you, the city can be such a dangerous place." Joffrey came close to Lyrina, he seemed gentle not like his normal self. "Mother bid me to check on you, I will be glad to tell her you are well."

"Tell mother I am sorry for worrying her. I am very tired brother." Lyrina hoped to shoo Joffrey away, get him out of her room but her plan did not work. He just smiled and waved his hand over to her bed.

"Do not mind me sister, if you wish to lay down. I would just like to talk to you for a little longer. We have not seen each other since we have arrived." There was the sick glint in his eyes and Lyrina felt her skin crawl. She could not even believe she saw him as anything other than a monster. Lyrina just shook her head.

"We can sit at the table and talk if you wish." Joffrey just shook his head back at her, a look of defeat in his eyes.

"No it is okay, if you are really that tired I shall leave you for the night." Joffrey stepped up to Lyrina and leaned down kissing her cheek lightly. Just as Lyrina thought he would step away he surprised her by pulling her in for a hug. Lyrina froze, panic setting in. "Good night sister, you really must be more careful." He whispered against her ear as he held too close to his body.

He was gone after that and Lyrina felt like she needed a hot bath to remove the feel of him. She was slowly starting to learn his game though, and one day she would master it. Once she was sure she was gone she opened up her door and told the guard to come into her chamber. When the man entered he stared at her nervously, his eyes glancing down her body. She felt disgusted by the obvious lust in the young mans eyes, he clearly wanted to fuck anything that moved but that was not her concern at the moment.

"You listen to me, if you are to be my night guard I want you to learn what I am about to say. No one, and I mean no one is to be allowed in my room without my express permission. I do not care if it is my father, mother or siblings, no one is allowed. My handmaidens have permission to enter in the morning, and whenever they are bring me something but that is it unless I tell you otherwise. Do you understand me?" The young man seemed to be taken aback by Lyrina's demanding tone. She was sure everyone in the castle was informed of her docile nature, but that was not always going to be the case.

"Yes, M'lady."

"Good, because if you disobey me you will pay highly. Now get out." The guard left her room in a hurry, but not before taking one more glance at her body. Lyrina stood there for a moment as the door shut proud of herself. She knew if her mother had heard the way she spoke, she would have attributed it to her Lannister blood but Lyrina felt differently. The fire she had, the strength she was feeling came from something different. She did not care though, she was proud that she demanded something of someone for once instead of the other way around.

Lyrina took the note from Robb out of the book and climbed into bed. She began to read over it and a few words caught her eye. I love you. She did not notice he had written he loved her the first time she read the note. Was she just too caught up with the thought of Bran? Lyrina read the line over and over again while absently touching the necklace he had given her. Would he be proud of her for standing up for herself, or we he think she was too much like her mother? She did not care, she was slowly starting to learn something about herself.

"I love you too." She whispered to no one as she slowly drifted off to sleep.

Robert was worried beyond a shadow of a doubt, his daughter was missing. He called on Ned when they first realized the girl had been gone, but his friend just assured him she was somewhere in the castle. They searched the castle, he sent guards everywhere to find the girl to no avail. They had been in the capitol only a few days and he had already lost his daughter. Ned offered to aid in the search for the girl, but he seemed distracted. Robert would have asked his friend what was going on, but he was in the middle of his own issue. Had she run away? He was very worried for her safety, and he prayed that she was safe somewhere. He needed to get her a guard soon. He thought posting one outside her door would have been enough, and it was for days but somehow his daughter slipped past him. The guard would pay for his stupidity but only after he found his daughter.

To his surprise even his wife was in his chambers a few times ranting over their missing child. He was sure she was counting down the days until she could send her back to Casterly Rock. But he would never let that happen to his child again, he would cut the head off of anyone who dared try to take her away. His daughter would stay with him until it was time to send her to her future husband, even then Robert wasn't sure he was willing to let her go. He made a deal with the Stark boy, and the alliance would be worth his daughter being so far away. Robert also knew she was safe in Winterfell out of her mothers claws. Cersei had yelled at him, cursed him for letting her just disappear but he paid her no mind. He knew he was not the reason the girl was gone, if anything her mother was.

Robert would admit his wine consumption was very high as he paced about his room. He was nervous, but as he waited he formed a plan. The Hound would be her new guard, he would have had someone else but they were not good enough. He knew the Hound had no true loyalties to the crown, but he knew that if he was assigned to protect the princess he would do it. He had even thought about one of Ned's men, but they were busy with their own problems. He just hoped Lyrina would not argue with him over the escort, if she did he would just demand it anyway. The Hound did not need to be with her at all times, just when she was not in her room or with her friends and family.

It had gotten dark by the time Robert heard his door shut, and for a moment he thought it would be Cersei again. But as he turned to face the person he saw his daughter, she was safe. He stumbled toward her and just hugged her close to him. He was so thankful that she was safe and sound. If she had run away, or been harmed Robert did not know what he would have done. He was drunk so he knew he was slurring his words and rambling but he did not care, she was safe. He was able to compose himself enough to let her know that she could not run off like that, and she would have to take the Hound with her from now. Much to his surprise she agreed, not much arguing which he was grateful for. As he looked at his daughter he told her he loved her, and he did love her. She was his life, other than all the women he slept with and wine, but she was the important thing. From the day she was born her knew she was different. She would have grown into a beautiful, and strong woman but she was still just a scared child. He would kill Tywin Lannister for what he had done to her, but he had to focus on helping her grow into the woman he knew she could be.

He talked to his daughter for a few hours longer before she needed to go off to bed. Once she was gone he sat at his desk wondering if he was doing the right thing. He had sobered up in the their conversation, and he had asked her about Winterfell. She kept her response short, and neutral but he could see the sadness in her eyes. He had taken her from the one place she had grown to call home, he did that. He was selfish, and reckless taking her away from that. He say the way Robb Stark had kissed her the day they left, he say the way the young boy looked at his daughter. He knew the look all too well, because once in his own life he looked at a woman like that. He loved Lyanna more than he could have imagined loving anyone else, and he would never get the life he wanted with her. Could he keep his daughter from the man who loved her? He knew it was only a year, but he was separated from his betrothed and then she was gone. She was stolen away from a place he thought she was safe, taken without a thought. People died trying to get her back. Robert did not want history to repeat itself, but if anyone tried to steal his daughter, he would make sure they paid.

A/N: Another chapter with different views. Next chapter is set to be a long one, so I hope you enjoy it lol.