Author's note: Here is chapter 10. Drama! I also want to warn Lyrina's relationship with Joffrey is begin to get a littler creepier, and honestly it only gets worse from here with them. So warnings for that. Also this is where is starts to shift into AU as you will see.

Discaliamer: I do not own Game of Thrones, or their characters. I own Lyrina and the plot I have created. The quote is from Hurt by Christina Aguilera.

Chapter 10: Hurt

"If I only knew what I knew today. I would hold you in my arms, I would take the pain away. Thank you for all you've done, forgive all your mistakes."

Lyrina's P.O.V

Robb had sent Lyrina a reply, finally. It had been days since his father was attacked, and weeks since she had sent him her own reply to his raven. He did not have much to say but she noticed that he had said I love you,twice. The letter was mostly about his mother and what she had done, he also mentioned his father. She wrote a reply back swiftly letting him know that no matter happened with his father, she would make sure the girls were safe. That was all Lyrina had been really doing since the attack on Lord Stark. Lyrina was either with Arya at lessons, or walking with Sansa. She would even just bring Sansa with her when she would visit her younger siblings. Myrcella and Tommen seemed to really like the girl, and it made her mother angry.

Her father had left for his hunt and the castle seemed quiet without his drunken screaming. He had been on edge since the attack on Lord Stark, and Lyrina could understand why. The whole mess of it put him in a position he should not have been in. Lyrina cursed her uncle Jaime for attacking Lord Stark, and she swore all the Lannisters would pay for their harm of the Stark family.

Lyrina was with Sansa in her lesson with Septa when Sandor arrived looking for her. Lyrina was confused why her guard came looking for her, she was with her friends. He had been distant since the attack and Lyrina began to question if she was safe with him. He would watch her while she was with the Stark children, he even watched her when she was with her own siblings. She knew though if he wanted her dead he could have it, he could cut her in half.

"There is a rider for you in the courtyard, he will not tell me where is from." Lyrina looked over at Sansa, she was worried. Why would a rider come for her? Someone could just send her a letter through a raven. Lyrina excused herself and followed Sandor out of the room.

"I don't need you to guard me anymore." Lyrina had decided it was only a matter of time before she left, and it was only a matter of time before he turned on her. She needed to end the line between them quick, before someone paid him to hurt her.

"Yes you do, girl. Here." He handed her a folded up piece of paper, and as she opened he spoke. "I saw someone slip into your room to drop that off."

It was another note from whoever was watching her. This one was short and straight to the point.

We are always watching, don't run.

"Who did it?" Lyrina felt chills cover her body, no one knew she was running away. No one knew she planned to take the girls to Winterfell. It could have been a coincidence, or someone was doing more than just spying on her.

"It was a servant I caught doing it, they refused to tell me who sent them." Lyrina didn't dare to ask what happened to the person. She knew if the man wanted to he could of killed the person. Her own father killed a guard for letting her get lost in the city her first time leaving her chamber. The two of them just walked on in silence after that, Lyrina just thinking of who sent the rider. Could it have been someone from Wintefell? Or Jon? She really did not knowing anyone else. Her guess was if either one had sent a rider it meant the message was too important for a raven, or they feared her family getting it first.

In the courtyard Lyrina saw a man standing alone in a back corner, away from the guards patrolling that area. She knew him instantly as a man she had seen around Winterfell, which meant that whatever the rider was carrying was from Robb. Lyrina turned to Sandor and told him to stay there, that she would approach the man alone.

"You were looking for me?" She smiled at the man politely, but she could feel the worry bubble in her stomach.

"M'lady, this is for you." The man handed her a sealed letter. She smiled and thanked him. "I am to wait for your reply."

"From Lord Stark?" Lyrina looked the letter over and noticed there was no sigil in the seal. Was he really being so secretive?

"Yes, M'lady." As Lyrina went to open it she heard her name being called from behind her. She turned away from the rider to see one of Lord Stark's men coming toward her. At first she thought Sandor would stop him, but he didn't.

"Excuse me Princess, but Lord Stark is requesting your presence. He said it was urgent." Lyrina nodded to the man and informed him she would follow him in a moment.

"Go to the stables and wait until night fall, if I am not there leave in the morning. As for my reply, I will get it to Lord Robb." Lyrina smiled at the rider bidding him farewell as she followed Lord Stark's man. She knew Sandor too was following behind them, so as they entered the castle Lyrina stopped Lord Stark's guard.

"Please take this to my room, put it in the third book on the second shelf." Lyrina kept her voice quiet enough so Sandor could not hear her and she handed the man the letter. She would have to read it later but she knew she could only trust someone from Winterfell to keep it safe. The man nodded and headed off to her chambers.

Sandor was on Lyrina's heels the whole way to the hand of the king. She told him countless times he did not need to escort her, she trusted these people. She trusted the Stark's more than she trusted her own damn blood. But the man stayed by her side, saying that he did not have the same trust for Lord Stark. Lyrina just prayed he did not cause more trouble than he needed to.

When the pair reached Lord Stark's chambers the guard outside the door gripped the hilt of his sword. Lyrina could understand why the man was on edge, his Lord had been attacked in the street by her family. She smiled at the man and told him that Lord Stark had asked her to come by. He nodded his head but kept his gaze toward Sandor.

"Sandor, stay over there and I will be out shortly." Lyrina pointed a little bit down the hall, a safe enough distance from the door. She did not know what her and Lord Stark would discuss but she knew the further away from the door Sandor was the better.

She entered the chamber to find it somewhat of a mess, it seemed to Lyrina like the man was in the middle of packing and stopped. She smiled at Lord Stark who was standing in the doorway of his balcony. Lyrina felt bad for the man, her uncle had shoved a spear in his leg making it so he would have to walk with a cane. Lyrina had grown to see Ned Stark as somewhat of a father in her life, and to see him hurt really upset her. To know that not only had her family tried to kill Bran, but they also tried to kill another person she cared for.

"Lord Stark." Lyrina bowed her head to the man.

"Lyrina, I think the time for formalities between us is over. I need a favor." The man made his way to his desk and sat down with a painful sigh. Lyrina looked at him with saddened eyes.

"Of course, you know I would do anything for you."

"That is what I am counting on, Lyrina. I am sending the girls back to Winterfell and I would like you to go with them." His words shocked Lyrina. She had intentions of approaching him about bringing the girls back home, she thought she would have to go behind his back. "If you are to marry my son I fear we must do it soon."

"What? Marry your son?"

"You're father had not told you yet? He told me he was going to tell you." Lyrina was in shock, the husband her father spoke of was Robb. Her anger toward her father for trying to set her up was not justified. She was worried about marrying a man because she was falling in love with Robb and now he was the one. Lyrina could not help herself she began to cry.

" He told me he would inform me of the man when he got back from his hunt. I am sorry I am crying." Ned just smiled at Lyrina from across the table. She was going to marry Robb, she was going to get to be with the person she wanted.

"Well I guess I took the chance from him, but that is okay because you will be on the road by the time he gets back. Lyrina this will be a good thing, and your father will come to understand that." She did not even think about the fact that she would be gone when her father got back. She would have to leave him a note explaining herself.

"My dad used to fill my head with stories of love, about what it felt like when he loved your sister and I always wanted to that. I wanted to be with someone I actually loved and when I started to fall for Robb I kind of wished for him. So when father told me about the betrothal to some man, I was so upset and I wanted just Robb. But now I can have everything I want and keep the peace." Lord Stark smiled at her, but she saw something hidden in his eyes.

"I am glad that you marrying Robb will not be a loveless affair. I do not want that for either of you."

"Does he know? Should I send word to him?" Lyrina felt excitement boiling inside her.

"Lyrina, Robb has known about the engagement since the hunt in Winterfell." The day Bran fell, Robb had known since the day Bran fell. "Your father offered him an agreement, he could tell you and you would stay at Winterfell, or he would not tell you, you would come back to Kings Landing and in a year your father would send you back."

"I.." Lyrina felt any excitement she had drain from her. She could not believe Robb, she could not begin to feel anything but anger. The night before she left he asked, asked her if she wanted to fucking stay. She said she did, she made him promise to help her if he could and he did promise. But it was all a lie, he lied to her about it and now she just felt angry.

"Lyrina, are you alright?"

"I am very excited, I am sorry it is so hard to contain my emotions. I will be more than happy to accompany the girls back to Winterfell." She faked a smile, faked everything. She would not let him see her breaking up inside, she did not want to add to his troubles.

"Thank you, Lyrina. This means a lot to me, and I am sure Robb would be very happy to see you. I know he had his reasons for having you come to Kings Landing and I am sure he will explain them." Lyrina nodded to Ned, she was sure he did have his reasons. Robb never wanted her around.

Lyrina excused herself, saying she would go pack and allowing him to inform his daughters. Sandor was still waiting in the hallway for her, and Lyrina just ignored the man as they walked to her chambers. She felt numb, she felt broken. She had made herself vulnerable to him, and she thought he had felt the same. If he had loved her like he had claimed, why did he send her away? She wanted to stay in Winterfell, wanted to stay with him and he did not care. Lyrina could not even imagine what he had been thinking. She would go with the girls to make sure they made it home safely, but she would not stay there and marry someone who could not be honest with her.

Robb's P.O.V

Robb had so much on his plate with his father being attacked in the middle of Kings Landing and his mother kidnapping a Lannister. Everyone in Winterfell was looking for him to do something, to react somehow but he did nothing. Robb focused on what he could do, and that was take care of his brothers. The saddle maker in town had made the saddle for Bran to ride, and Robb was enjoying the sight of Bran riding. For over a month he just sat there in bed feeling bad for himself, and now Bran got to be out and about.

"How is Lyrina doing in the capitol?" Theon had given up on thinking Lyrina was part of the Lannister plot to kill Bran, for which Robb was thankful. He was one day going to marry her and he did not want his friend to think ill of her.

"She is doing well I suppose, she has not mentioned anything bad in her ravens." But Robb knew if her family was mistreating her he would be the last to know. He had his fears though, he worried what her brother was doing to her. He had no shame of hurting her here, and he could only imagine what he was doing there.

"Her family is going to start a war, Robb. You should be going after Jaime for what he did to your father,and his men." He wanted to, and he knew Theon was right but he couldn't. His job right now was to protect his house, and he could no do that in a war.

"He fled to Casterly Rock, what would you have me do attack it?"

"Jaime Lannister drove a spear through your father's knee, the Lannister imp tried to have someone kill your brother, and the great Tywin abused the girl you claim to love. Are you telling me you don't want to march on Casterly Rock and kill them?" Theon was right, he wanted nothing more than to march onto Casterly Rock. He wanted to kill both Jaime and Tywin, but there was nothing he could do. His duty was to be Lord of Winterfell, not raise the banners because he was hurt.

"I would be lying if I said I did not want to drive a sword through the two men at Casterly Rock, but I can not start a war. I can not give them reason to do more damage."

"They started the damned war already, Robb." Robb wasn't paying attention anymore, he could no longer hear Bran's horse. He was riding through the forest and Robb could no longer hear him. He stood up and began to look around worried.

"Bran!" there was no reply and Robb took off in the direction he last saw his brother ride. He could only hope the Theon went the other way, they had to find him.

Robb ran through the woods looking for his brother and it was not long before he found him. His brother was surrounded by four wildlings, and one was holding a knife to Bran. Robb had to go about it carefully, he could not risk his brother getting hurt. He got there attention and one of them came running at him with an axe. Robb doged the man with ease before grabbing the man slicing his throat. He was hit in the back and it only took him a moment to grab the woman who attacked by the hair, while stabbing another in the chest. Then they were at a standstill, he had one wildling by the hair and the other had a knife to Bran's throat. Robb put his sword down, he did not want to risk Bran's life any further. In the moment he put his sword down an arrow stuck out of the wildling's chest and he let go of Bran.

"What were you thinking?" Robb was furious, Theon could of killed his brother. Theon just argued with him about it, that was the last thing Robb needed. Robb did not need to fight with Theon when everything else was such a huge mess. He ignored his friend and took the damn wildling girl back to Winterfell, he would question her later.

Back at Winterfell Robb was pacing around his chambers, he did not know what to do. His brother was attacked again, he thought Winterfell was safe. He thought he could keep Winterfell safe, keep his family safe. He had to do something, he had to fix it. He needed his mother to release the imp, he needed to make the Lannisters pay for their crimes. He wanted to avoid a war but he could feel it brewing in his bones. He knew that before the year was out everything would change and it was going to happen faster than Robb could handle it.

Lyrina's P.O.V

Lyrina found herself with Myrcella and Tommen talking about animals instead of being in her room. She wanted to lock herself away in her chambers, she was still angry about Robb. He had known about the marriage pact and he did not tell her, she knew it was an agreement he reached with her father but still. She expected him to be honest with her, he had been so honest about everything else. She hadn't read the letter he sent her via the rider, she did not want to think of what it held. Was it more lies?

While she was with Myrcella and Tommen, Joffrey decided to interrupt. Lyrina had not really talked to him much since the last encounter in her room, she had made an effort to avoid him. On the rare occasions they were in the same room she was polite, but she did not know what he was doing now. He never really spent time with their younger siblings, not willingly at least.

"Lyrina, I was wondering if you could take a walk with me." Lyrina sat frozen, she could tell him no and he would not do anything in front of the children. She did not trust his calm tone but before she could answer Myrcella was practically pushing her out the door.

"Of course, brother."

Her brother led her out to the garden where they could be free to speak as they pleased. He did not have his guard with him, but Sandor was not far behind the pair. Lyrina was comfortable with him being there, she knew Joffrey would think twice with him around. At first it was a normal walk, neither of them knowing how to start the conversation, it was awkward between them. Lyrina could only imagine what was going through his head.

"Sister, I wanted to apologize for my actions in Winterfell, and for on the trip home. I should not have been so callous with you." Lyrina was shocked by his apology, that was the last thing she thought she would ever hear from him. Joffrey was not the apologizing type.

"Thank you Joffrey." Lyrina smiled at him, she did not know what to say to him.

"You are my younger sister, I should be protecting you, and making you feel loved not hurting you." As they walked he took her hand in his, and for a moment Lyrina tried to pull away. She had never really held hands with anyone except for the children. It was such an awkward way for the two siblings to walk.

"You did not really know me, it had been years since we had seen one other."

"It is no excuse, I should not have acted so rudely. I guess I was just worried over the way those boys pawed at my sister, filthy wolves." And there was the Joffrey she knew. He was not being rough with her, not making his voice callous, he kept the same calm tone. He was just being rude in general, but Lyrina would play along.

"I understand, I am your sister. I can not imagine seeing men you deem unworthy touching your sister is pleasant. It must have been worse because we had not seen each other since we were children, and I was closer to those boys than I was with you." She didn't know what she was saying, but the smile on his face meant he liked what she had to say.

"I am glad you can see where I am coming from Lyrina. Do not worry, I am sure one day we will find you a very suitable man." I had one. And if it came down to it she would marry Robb before she married anyone her brother or mother picked.

"I am sure father has it covered." He still held her hand tightly in his and she was growing more uncomfortable with the situation, she did not know what was going on in his head and that worried her.

"You are such a sweet woman sister, and I am glad you get along with my future wife. She cares for you deeply, and I am going to count on you to make sure her family does not steal her away from me." They had stopped walking and Joffrey was now gently touching the side of her face as they spoke. She felt her body shiver, and she worried for Sansa. He was not going to be a good husband to her, and Lyrina would make sure she was long gone before Joffrey could wed her.

"I love Sansa very much, Joffrey. I care for her and her family very deeply." Joffrey took his hand away from her face and she could see his face change.

"Her father attacked our uncle, Lyrina, her mother kidnapped the imp. They have no respect for our family." Lyrina nodded to him. She did not wish to fight with him, but before he could speak again she saw her mother making her way toward them. Lyrina had not seen her mother since the fight, and seemed very distressed.

"Both of you come with me, your father is back from your hunt and his injured." Lyrina did not notice her mothers words at first, Lyrina's attention was drawn to her mother's face.

"Did he do that to you?" Lyrina looked at her mother and pointed to the bruise she had on her cheek. Her mother just nodded before walking off in a hurry. Lyrina stood there for just a moment in shock before Joffrey grabbed her hand and pulled her along.

She held her brother's hand tightly as he pulled her along, she could see the sadness on his face and it made her begin to wonder. Did Joffrey care for their father? She had never seen it that way, she had only seen him fighting for his father's affection, but never anything like what she had with their father. She knew there was love between them, but she did not know about her father and Joffrey.

When they entered the room Lyrina let go of Joffrey's hand, and she just stood in the doorway. Her father lay in the bed completely pale, with a bandage covering him, and she felt like she could die. She felt her whole world come crashing down around her. Every petty thought she had faded away and Lyrina felt crushed. Every fight she had with her father, every doubt she had that he loved her began screaming in her head and she felt sick. She fought back the tears as her brother sat beside their father, holding his hand. Lyrina tried so hard to be strong but she couldn't do it.

When Lyrina finally broke her uncle Renly was the one to catch her, she had let out a sob catching everyone's attention. Her uncle hugged her close and Lyrina just cried. She did not care that her uncle was a literal mess, she did not care she just could not stand. Everything was falling apart, nothing was going right. She held onto her uncle while she heard her father apologize to Joffrey, something about the moment made her feel guilty. She had not seen her father in eleven years and yet they had a better relationship than the son he saw daily. She eventually controlled herself enough to stop crying and she let go of her uncle standing on her own. Lyrina looked over at her mother, looking for some kind of emotion there but she saw nothing. It angered Lyrina, she wanted to shake her mother but then she saw the bruise on her mother's face. Of course the woman didn't care he was dying, he was abusive to her. They never loved each other, Lyrina knew that.

"My fawn, come here." Her father's voice was low, he tried to mask the pain but she could see it in her face. She passed Joffrey on the way to her father's bed and they shared a sad glance before her brother left the room.

"Father." Lyrina fought back her tears as she sat beside the man taking his hand in hers. She knew it was bad, she had never seen her father like this. His face was pale, his body an awful color and he stunk of death. It took everything in her not to throw up.

"My sweet little fawn, you are such a beautiful woman. I love you so much." She was surprised he was acting this way with the room so full of people. He had never spoken to her with such endearment in public.

"I love you too, and you're going to be okay." She wanted to believe it, she wanted to believe he would be okay. She knew differently, she was not dumb.

"I know I will be okay, the boar won't be though." He tried to laugh but she could tell it was hard for him. He knew he would not live, and he was trying to make her feel better. As she was sitting there someone else entered the room. Lyrina turned around to see Lord Stark. She went to get up, but her father just held her hand.

"Everyone else leave, I want to talk to Ned alone. Lyrina stay for a moment." She heard her mother begin to protest but her father shut her up. In a moment the room was cleared and Lyrina was alone with her dying father and the man who was to be her father in law. She just held on to her father's hand as he coughed.

"Robert." Ned looked at his friend and sat on the bed behind Lyrina. She offered to move but he did not let her, he just stayed where he was. "What happened, you fool."

"I got the damned boar, Ned, right through the head." Her father was struggling and Lyrina felt herself die a little inside. "Lyrina I have to tell you about.."

"I know father, save your strength. I know about Robb, I know about the marriage. I am sorry I overreacted to you, I am so sorry." She had apologized earlier but it never felt like it was enough. Her father was dying in front of her.

"My greatest regret will be allowing that woman to keep you away for so long, my fawn. I should have brought you back, should have raised you right." Lyrina just smiled at her father. "Eleven years I have lost with you, and I will never get a chance to make those years up. I will never pay your grandfather back for what he had done to you."

"Father, it is all okay. I am here now, and you have shown me so much love in the last few months. You have more than made up for those years, I am just glad I got to be with you now. And grandfather will get what is coming to him." Lyrina leaned down and kissed her father's forehead, it burned her lips and she felt tears prickle in her eyes. She knew that once she left she may never see him again, once she left that room. She thought to the night before where she was ready to ride off to winterfell and never see him again. She thanked the Gods for allowing her to be there with him.

"My little fawn, never let your mother control you, you are a true Baratheon. Ours is the fury. I can see it in you, be strong." He squeezed her hand and Lyrina got up but she did not leave. She wanted to stay with her father as long as she could. He did not kick her out as he spoke to Ned and she was thankful.

Her father was broken, he was not the man she had seen in the months that had past. He made Ned the regent and Lyrina was happy for that but she worried. There were some people who not take to kindly to that. She listened as her father belittled himself, as he spoke of a girl he was going to have killed. Could her father murder an innocent person? Lyrina did not know but she knew Ned was going to make sure it did not happen. Lyrina felt herself dying with her father, a small part of her was connected to him. He had given her strength in Kings Landing, he had tried so hard for her. He was no perfect person, he was a damaged and drunken man but he was her father. She left before their conversation was over, and in the hallway she was greeted by her uncle and others.

Lyrina found herself curled up on the floor of her chambers sobbing for hours. Her father was going to die and everything was going to be a broken mess. She had to act, and she had to do it fast. But Lyrina could not will herself to move, every bone in her body breaking inside of her. Her father was dying, the man she loved lied to her so he could send her away, and nothing was the same. She was worried of how things would be once her father actually died, after they had his funeral. Her brother would be the king, and everyone would have to listen to him. She had to take Sansa away, save her from the marriage. Lyrina was not sure how long she laid there planning before there was a knock on her door.

"Come in." She did not move from the floor but she did sit up just as Ned Stark entered. He looked ragged and she could understand why.

"Lyrina there is something else I must tell you, and I know it will not be easy for you to hear."

"There is nothing you can tell me that will hurt worse than this." She had never felt a pain such as this before, losing a loved one. She thought Robb lying, or Bran getting hurt was or years of abuse were the worst things she would ever face in life. She never planned on losing her father, because never planned on knowing him.

"Lyrina, I need to know that what I tell you will stay between us. What I tell you can get me and my family killed." Lyrina stood up and brushed herself off. She could tell by the tone of his voice that he was not playing games. Something was wrong, seriously wrong.

"Of course Lord Stark."

"Lyrina, I am led to believe your siblings are not true born of your father. I believe, and your mother has almost all but confirmed it to me that they belong to Jaime Lannister." Lyrina felt bile rise in her throat. That could not be true, her mother was not a sick woman.

"Lord Stark, I do not know where you got in your information but that can not be true. That would be incest, and I doubt my mother would ever do that. I know there was no love in my parents marriage but I do not think." Lyrina felt herself shaking, nothing was right about this.

"I am certain Lyrina that your mother had children with your uncle, but I am also certain you are the only true born child to your father." Lyrina's head was spinning. If Joffrey did not belong to her father that meant he could not be king, neither could Tommen. If they couldn't be king, then she had to be queen didn't she?

"What would that mean for the line? I am not going to be queen, please tell me I am not going to be queen." Lyrina could not be queen, she did not want that.

"You would be, but I am going to name your uncle Stannis the true heir. Lyrina you by right are the true heir and your family will know it. I am going to confront your mother tomorrow, I need you to leave. I want you to take my children and go." Was he telling her to leave Kings Landing?

"I don't know if I can, I fear my family will be extra watchful tonight. Joffrey will no doubt be with Sansa, I will not be able to steal her away." Lyrina began pacing, she did not know what to do.

"Take Arya, and leave. I will be here to take care of Sansa, I am going to have guards with me when I go. I will have someone with Sansa, but if you can get one of my children home Lyrina."

"I will try my best, I did have a plan to sneak out of Kings Landing. I will get Arya out, and if I can get to Sansa as well I will." Lyrina was conspiring with a man who was accusing her family of incest. She did not think it was true,but she knew if he confronted her mother his children may pay the price. Lyrina stepped forward and hugged the man in front of her. He was her surrogate father, his family had become her own and she would protect them no matter the cost.

"Your uncle Renly wanted the crown, but I feel it is better suited for your father's other brother. Lyrina I would name you the true heir but you can't fight this battle. Never forget that you are the true queen of Westeros." Lyrina watched the man leave, and it took her only seconds to begin running around her room. She had to take action.

Just as the sun had set Lyrina set out of her room and toward the tower of the hand, she would get the Stark girls. Her guard questioned where she was going and in turn she used her best spoiled princess tone and got him to shut up. Lyrina walked through the halls of the keep passing guards she had never seen before, there were people everywhere. She knew she would have to be desecrate but thankfully it was not too dark out yet, she could pass it off as a walk with Arya and Sansa.

When Lyrina found herself in the tower of the hand the main area was empty. Lyrina prayed to the seven the girls were in their rooms. Lyrina tried Sansa's chamber first but it was empty, but when she tried Arya's she was thankful to see the girl practicing with needle. Lyrina told her to drop the sword and when she did Lyrina ran up to hug her.

"Lyrina, what is the matter?" Lyrina hugged the girl close to her before putting her back down.

"Did you pack for Winterfell yet?"

"I did but I don't know if we are leaving anymore."

"Grab needle and anything you can carry in a saddle bag." Arya looked Lyrina confused but she just repeated herself. Lyrina felt herself begin to get panicky, if they were caught they would both be in serious trouble. "Just don't panic, we are just going for a walk."

"Lyrina, please tell me what is going on." But Lyrina just told her to stay calm as they exited her chamber.

"Where is Sansa?"

"Joffrey took her for a night walk, he said they would not be back for some time. Father knew, he told me not to worry about them." Lyrina knew she would have to take Arya alone, but she could not leave Sansa alone either.

As the two walked through the castle and out into the courtyard Lyrina had to come up with a plan. She would take Arya to Winterfell but she could not come back after that. She knew Lord Stark would keep his daughter safe but if something happened to him there would be no one to protect Sansa. She could search for Sansa, steal her away from Joffrey and take her too to Winterfell but that would cause a commotion. Lyrina had to be tactful, and careful in her planning.

"If we are walking why are we at the stables?" Lyrina still did not answer, she just took Lyrina to the stall that held Alyris. She patted the grey horse and calmed it down.

"I didn't think I would see you here." Lyrina turned around and saw the blacksmith apprentice standing not too far away. She cursed under her breath, everything was getting more complicated.

"I was coming to take a nice night ride. What are you doing here?" Arya was staring between the two of them still holding her belongings. Lyrina could only imagine what the girl was thinking.

"I was coming to check on the things I dropped off not too long ago." Lyrina remembered about the weapons, she had failed to check on them and never really thought of them until then.

"Right, I am sure they are still there." Lyrina wanted him to go away, she did not know if he could be trusted.

"I am sure." it was awkward for a moment and then the silence was broken by Arya.

"You two look alike." Lyrina looked at the younger girl confused. She would admit the young apprentice looked like her in hair and eye color but nothing more.

"I guess we do." The boy laughed, but Lyrina did not. She did not want to look like him she was dealing enough with sibling issues. "Where are you two going if she has clothes?"

"No where." Lyrina did not have time to discuss things with the boy, she had to come up with a plan.

"She is taking me home, I think."

"Arya, we do not know him, do not tell him these things." Lyrina got harsh with Arya, she had so much going on in her head.

"Where is home?" Lyrina glared at the boy, but Arya just kept staring at him.

"No where." She had no time for him. She opened the stall and grabbed the saddle bag that was in there. Inside was a silver colored knife, and a bow and arrow set, just what she would need. She took the clothes from Arya and packed them into the bag as well. "Arya saddle up my horse for me please."

"Princess, you can trust me." She did not know if she could trust him. "The hand of the king trusts me."

"Does he? How do you even know him?" Lyrina looked down at the weapons within her reach, if she had to she could harm him.

"He came to visit me, and asked about my past. We spoke a few times, and the man before him came to me as well." Why would Lord Stark and Jon Arryn both visit this boy? He was just an apprentice, unless he wasn't. Lyrina looked him over and almost laughed loudly, she could only imagine. Arya said she looked like him, could he be one of her father's infamous bastards?Lyrina really could not worry about that though. She had wasted to much time on him already and her plan was not finished yet.

"That is great, but I need to figure this out." Lyrina did not know what to do. She promised to get Arya out at least, but she could not leave Sansa alone. If anything happened to Ned she feared what her family would do. "Can you ride?"

"Uh, I can but why?" Lyrina had to trust this man, she had to trust he could get Arya somewhere safe. She knew if he was her father's bastard chances are he didn't know, chances are her mother didn't know, he was still untainted by the royal madness.

"I need you to take this girl to Winterfell. I would do it myself, I am supposed to do it myself but I can't just leave her sister here."

"No, you can't make me leave them. I am no leaving my father." Arya came out of the stall her face stern. Lyrina knelt down next to her and looked the girl in the eyes.

"Listen to me, your father asked me to do this Arya. Things are about to become very bad, and he does not want you in the middle of it. If I could go with you I would, but I am going to stay and protect them." Arya still just stood there and Lyrina could see tears in her eyes. The little girl did not want to leave her family alone. "Arya, you know that I consider your family as my own right? I would do anything for them, nothing would stop me from trying to help them. Now please, get on my horse and go home."

"I am going to miss you Lyri. Please keep them safe, even Sansa, please." Lyrina hugged the younger girl before picking her up and putting on Alyris.

"I will Arya, now be nice to.., uh I do not know your name." She was sending Arya with a stranger, a stranger she did not know the name of.

"Gendry, M'lady."

"Thank you Gendry, you can call me Lyrina, and this here is Arya Stark." The girl on the horse waved but it was a small wave. "I am trusting you with her, and if I find my trust is misplaced I will hunt you down and have you head on a pike."

"You can trust me, I have no wish to do harm to the hand of the king's Daughter. I will send a raven out our first stop to Winterfell, informing her brother. That way if I don't show up he can hunt me down as well." Lyrina laughed, the boy should fear Robb more than anything, Robb would actually follow through with killing the poor boy.

"This is it Arya, I will see you soon enough. Be good, don't worry too much." Lyrina squeezed Arya's leg while she attached the saddle back to the horse. She made sure to slip the knife out first. Arya looked down at her with sadness and Lyrina just smiled. "It is going to be alright Arya, I promise."

Gendry got on to the horse behind Arya and Lyrina felt herself begin to panic. If she misplaced her trust in him, she would die. She would hate herself for putting Arya in harms way but she needed to get her to safety. She watched the pair ride off out of the stables and further. Lyrina stood there praying to the Seven that their trip was safe.

Lyrina waited a while standing in the stable trying to compose herself before going back into the keep. She did not know what she would face inside, her father lay dying, her mother seemed emotionless, Lord Stark was planning a revolt, everything was a mess. Lyrina walked through the heavily guarded halls without much issue, and for a moment she thought of getting Sansa, she could find her and take her too. But the night had set in while she was outside and she was sure it would have been more obvious. The guards would have seen her with the girl and thought they were running away, after all Lyrina is the runaway princess.

"Where have you been princess?" The guard outside her door was once again a Lannister man and Lyrina just shook her head.

"None of your business, just stand there and guard my door." Lyrina went to enter her chambers but the man grabbed her arm roughly.

"You would do wisely to behave yourself, m'lady." Lyrina scoffed at him and shook his arm off of her.

"Touch me again I will have your head cut off." Lyrina walked into her room and quickly changed before collapsing into her bed.

Laying in bed Lyrina begin to realize how petty she was being about the secret marriage pact. Her father was just trying to keep his daughter close to him, he just wanted Lyrina around. She felt horrid for fighting him on it, he just worried she would leave him. She thought about how Robb lied, she was sure he had his reasons but he didn't have to promise her. She was mad at him, but it did not change that fact that it was petty. Her father was dying, his family could soon be in danger. She wished for the days back in Winterfell where everything was much simpler. She longed for the days of running around with Jon, or being with the young ones. She never wanted this life, and now that she had it she did not want it even more. She had gotten to know, and love her father only to have him ripped away from her.

"Sister?" Lyrina had not heard her chamber door open and when she looked over she saw Joffrey standing there in nothing but his breeches. Lyrina looked away abruptly, it was highly inappropriate.

"What can I do for you." Lyrina was staring at her bookshelf, not wanting to look back at Joffrey.

"I do not want to be alone right now, with father dying and all I just don't want to be alone." She could hear his footsteps on the floor coming toward her bed and Lyrina felt herself shake.

"Joffrey this isn't right, go to Tommen or someone else." Lyrina and Joffrey were a year apart in age, there was nothing right with them sharing a bed.

"Lyrina you are my sister, no one can tell us we can't share a bed." Lyrina felt her brother slip into the bed next to her. She thought back to Robb, but with him it was different, it was special.

"Joffrey leave." Her voice was stern, she had dealt with too much. She did not need Joffrey laying in bed beside her.

"Hush now sister, just relax." His body as pressing against her back and Lyrina felt herself begin to shake. Everything about what he was doing was wrong. Joffrey used his hand to remove her hair from her neck before he leaned down to plant a soft kiss on the nape of her neck.

"Stop it right now, and get out before I call for my guard." Lyrina was holding it together, she did not like where this was going.

"Shhh Lyrina, you will not call your guard because he is not there." Lyrina felt helpless, though she even doubted the guard would help her. Joffrey let his hand travel from her hair down to her waist. As he wrapped his arm around Lyrina bit her lip, she wanted to scream. "I am to be king soon sister, no one is going to tell me what to do."

"Joffrey, please." He pulled her body flush against his and kept his arm tight around her waist. Lyrina felt every inch of him pressed against him and it made her shiver. She had been close to Robb like that before, but he never once laid under the blankets, there was always a barrier but not with Joffrey.

"Sister, we have both been through so much, let us sleep." She felt him relax against her, felt his body relax into her own. It was wrong, all of it was wrong. She would of reached for the knife hidden in her bed table drawer but she knew if she harmed him it would be worse. She just forced her eyes shut and began to imagine it was someone else. She did not want to think about her brother laying beside her, but she couldn't do it.

Joffrey kept shifting and she could tell he had fallen asleep, Lyrina thought she could slip away. Every time she tried to move away from him though, he pulled her against him roughly. The thin material of her nightdress made her feel practically naked, she could feel his skin against her own. She did not stop struggling though, she had to get away. But the more Lyrina struggled to get away it seemed the more her brother enjoyed it. She could feel the hardness of him pressed against her bottom, and he would let out a soft groan when she would shift against it in her attempts to free herself.

"Keep fighting and it will only get worse, now sleep." He had woken up and his tone sent a chill down Lyrina's spine. She wanted it all to end. She closed her eyes once more and prayed to the Seven to save her.

A/N: So yeah it isn't too bad between Joffrey and Lyrina yet but it is going to be, I am warning you all. And either in the next chapter or the one following that we get Robb and Lyrina to reunite.