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Chapter 8

Almost two weeks have passed since Bran's accident and for now, he is out of danger. I'm avoiding mother since that day when she told me I deserved to die, and Prince Charming was constantly after me, trying to have a conversation with me but without any success, I was avoiding him the best I could. Until one day he surprised all Winterfell…

…After I went to the Godswood to pray, drawing and singing a little bit, I return to my chambers and when I opened the door, all my drawing instruments slipped through my hands. "What the fuck is this?!" I said out loud, horrified for what I was seeing.

I had every type of winter flowers in each color in my room and a single letter was on my bed. I opened it and I found the responsible for all of this.

"As a way to apologize myself for every offense I caused you, I give you this. All the north flowers to a beautiful Winter Rose.

Jaime Lannister"

"By the Gods…! Who give you this?" I heard Jon behind me. He had the same expression as me.

The smell of the flowers filled the whole castle. My brothers, Arya, and father were surprised for what Prince Charming did; however for Sansa, it was the most romantic thing she has seen; all the habitants in Winterfell gossip about the gift made by The Lion of Lannister to The Bold Rose of Winterfell, some people said it was very romantic like the songs and others said that what he did was showing his power, to convince me to marry him (that's my thought too). As for me, I was astonished about what Prince Charming did and the little I remember from my previous life, I never received such a gift as this.

After that day he did that, he stopped following me. The King and his sister keep him busy with his duties as a Kingsguard. That was a relief for me, I wanted to stop those gossips about Prince Charming and myself that we have something.

Back to the present, today was my last day in Winterfell, the day I was leaving my home, the cold, freedom and part of my family. I was packing my things and Luna was helping me. "I'm going to miss Winterfell. I'm going to miss the cold, the training, my brothers…" I sigh sadly. "I'm worried about Rickon. Mother is neglecting him." I was speaking to my black direwolf and she was looking at me with curiosity. "I trust Robb will take care of him." At that moment, someone knocked on the door. "Come in!" I turn around and I saw Jon with Ghost.

"Hello, both of you." I said with a smile. I saw how Ghost got nearer to Luna and sit with his litter. Ghost smelled her and gave a careful nip around Luna's ear.

"I bring something for you, but you can't tell anybody." He said.

"Not even Arya?"

"You can tell her, alone." I look at him confused.

"Luna, guard the door." I ordered my wolf. She understood and got out of the room, and surprisingly Ghost following her without any command from his owner. Finally, I closed the door. "What is it?" I looked how he moved his tunic and untie something large and wrapped from his belt.

He gave the large package to me and I began to unwrap quickly. I saw a short sheath and a handle. "A sword?!" I said with surprise and looking at him happily.

"I thought you need one for defending yourself at the Capitol." Jon commented. I pull out the sheath to see… a shortsword. "Small, easy to carry and hide. I think is perfect for you. You are fast and you fight better with one-handed swords, with or without a shield."

I stepped back and check the shortsword in my hand. It was very light in my hand and I feel very comfortable with it. "Thank you, Jon." I smile at him. I could see my brother beamed in happiness as I was moving my sword carefully.

"I will give one for Arya too. A braavosi sword." He commented as he untied another sword from his belt and he gave it to me to see. I already knew this, but I have to look surprised. I put carefully my sword on the bed as I grab Arya's sword. "Skinny but if she knows how to use it, she can poke full of holes at someone." Jon told me as I was looking at the skinny sword.

I return Arya's sword to its sheath, wrapped it again and return the sword to Jon. "I want to see her reaction when I speak to her." I said excitedly. "She will find a way to learn faster how to use that sword." I told him as I imagine Arya using that sword. Then I said seriously. "Maybe we will need those swords to defend ourselves. The Capitol is full of dangers."

"That's why I'm giving swords both of you." He said with a tone of concern in his voice.

I got nearer and hug him. "I will miss you, brother." My eyes began to prickle. "I hope to see you again soon."

"I hope that too, sister." I squeeze him more and give him kisses.

After more kisses and hugs, we finally get apart. "This sword has a name?" I asked him pointing at my sword.

"Iron Rose." he answered and I laugh.

"The Bold Rose of Winterfell with its Iron Rose. Better be careful." I jested as I playfully moved my eyebrows. Jon laughed at my gesture.

"I better go to give Arya her gift. I don't want to uncle Benjen keep waiting any longer."

"Go" I gesture him with my hands to leave. ", or uncle Benjen will make you clean chamber pots in your first year on The Wall." I jested. Jon looked at me with a false worry in his face as he turned back to the door.

After he got out and let enter Luna, I grab the sword again and move it slowly.

I love my sword…

Now, I have to make a place for my sword in the trunk without anyone noticing…

*.*.*.*

"Have you said your goodbyes to Bran?" father asked me and I shook my head while I was eating. "I expect you to do it. We leave once the King wakes up and breaks his fast." I nodded.

I didn't want to go back to Bran's room, I didn't want to see my mother's disapproval look and comments. My brothers, including Theon, knew the fight I had with mother, all of them insisted to me that she didn't mean it.

Once my father ended his fast and leave the table, Robb spoke. "You want me to escort you, Lily?" I nodded.

After I finished breaking my fast, I rose with Robb and took his arm, we walked through the hall to our little brother's room. "You will be on charge now, brother. Soon, all Northern girls will be after you or the whole Westeros." I jested and Robb laugh, but soon his face was serious.

"I don't know what to do, sister. I don't know how to be a Lord." He said worriedly.

"You will learn on the road. We didn't come to this world knowing everything." I convince him.

"I will be lost without you, Lily. You know what to do-"

"I'll be wiser and everything, but I'm a woman." I told him. I hate that, a woman can't rule or have an important position, or even being a knight. "Women don't rule unless there are no more men in the family. Women's duty is getting married to a Lord and maintain a household-"

"That's not you, sister." My brother interrupted me. "I don't understand why you accept to marry with the Kingslayer."

"I haven't make a choice." I correct him.

"But the few conversations you two had and that gift he gave you, says the opposite." Robb pointed out and I rolled my eyes.

"Whoever the Lord I choose to be my husband, my important duty is to protect our sisters." I explain to him. "Father will not have time for us and I will be a substitute mother to our sisters." Robb nodded in understanding. "As you will take care of mother and our brothers, especially our brothers." I sigh worried. "I'm worried about Rickon, mother is neglecting him."

"I will talk to her about that." He assured. "Without father and you here, and mother still taking care of Bran, I can't do it everything on my own."

"I know, that's why I'm worried." I muttered when we were near. "But I know you can do it, brother."

When we were in front of the door, I look to Robb and he smiled reassuringly before opened the door and stepped inside.

I saw the same image from a week ago. Mother was sat in a chair beside Bran's bed, and my brother was laid on the bed and his deformed legs were under the blanket.

For a moment, mother didn't recognize me, but as soon as she did, she spoke with her flat and emotionless voice. "You are leaving today." I nodded. "You're going to marry the Kingslayer."

"I haven't make a choice, mother." I said seriously. I was getting tired that everyone thinks that I'm going to choose Prince Charming, all because everyone has seen me talking to him and that stupid gift with the flowers.

"Then stay here in Winterfell. I can find you a suitable betrothal-"

"I have to take care of the girls. Is decided and everything is packed." I cut her. I felt Robb's hand squeezing my hand as a way of telling me 'behave'.

"The Lannisters are not trustworthy, especially the Kingslayer who broke his vows to protect his King." She warned.

"I know how the Lannisters are, mother. If he wouldn't do that, another would kill the King. So, that person would be called 'Kingslayer' too." I heard how Robb whisper my name, but I didn't pay him attention.

My mother glared at me and growled. "I want you to leave."

"Mother!" Robb said with surprise.

"I will leave until I say my goodbyes to Bran." I said harshly.

I walked to him. "I want you to leave now." mother growled again, but I didn't pay her attention.

"Hi, little brother." I whisper. "I'm going to King's Landing with Sansa and Arya and father. I will come to see you as soon as I can, I promise you that." I gave him a delicate kiss on his forehead. "I will miss you Bran. I'm sorry that I haven't visited you more." I kiss his forehead again. "I will return to see you again, brother."

And without looking mother or give my goodbyes to her, I leave.

"You shouldn't speak to mother like that." Robb scold me while we were walking outside the castle.

"She hates me, Robb, she wants me dead." I told him bitterly. "I'll never be the daughter she wanted, never. I'm the less favorite to her."

"She's still grieving Lily, she didn't mean it-"

I interrupt him. "I don't want to keep talking about that. It's already enough with my departing." And with that, the conversation died.

Saying goodbye was tough. Rickon cried hard in my arms and he throws kicks and pounds when Robb pry our little brother from me and handed him to Theon. Finally, Robb gave me a hug.

"I'm going to miss you, sister."

"I'm going to miss you too." I began to feel my eyes prickle. "Please, take care of Rickon."

"I will, sister." After he said that, he kissed me on my hair. And once more we hug again, squeezing each other. "Please, write to me when you can. I will do the same." I only nodded.

"Lady Stark." I turn around when someone called my name. It was Jory Cassel. "Your father is waiting for you and your horse is ready." I nodded.

I hug once more to Robb and give him kisses before going to my horse.

Once I was mounted, I pushed my horse in a slow trot and Luna was by my side, both of us following the caravan. In the beginning, father wanted me to ride with the Queen, her youngest son, and daughter and my sisters, but I convinced him to ride in a horse. Every step I was making, it was hard for me leaving my home.

"We can come to visit them when we have time." I heard the voice of Jon by my side. I give him a small sad smile.

I know I will never return…

*.*.*.*

Jon and I stuck together since our departing, enjoying our last moments as best friends and siblings, while the pain of our separation was growing as we get nearer to that place. It was afternoon when we get to the crossroads, I thought that we will find the junction by nightfall or the next morning, but it was near that I thought.

I was hugging Jon for one last time, trying to hold my tears but was impossible. "Everything will be all right. Don't worry." Jon told me again.

"Don't do anything stupid." I said with my voice broken.

"I will take care of him and prevent him from that." I heard uncle Benjen's voice.

Jon was everything to both, the owner of this body and myself. He was our best friend and brother. Jon was always stuck to Lylian, since both began to talk and walk, always defending themselves; as for me, he was very patient with me when I came to this world, helping me in almost everything and he was my first friend in this magical world if he weren't my brother I would be with him as his girlfriend or even his wife. To both of us, he was our rock, our pillar, our everything.

"I love you, Jon." I choked as I was appreciating his scent, memorizing it. "I'm going to miss you so much".

I could feel his irregular breathing through my hair as if he was holding himself for crying. "I'm going to miss you too." He muttered. Jon kissed the crown of my head as he pulled me. I saw his eyes watered.

"I'm scared of never seeing you again-" I muttered.

He cupped my face. "Nothing will happen to me, neither you." He murmured quickly. "I'll come to see you when I can. You know that." I nodded as more tears were falling. "This is not a goodbye for us, I will see you soon."

"I'll see you soon, brother." He hugged me once more as he kissed me on my forehead. We pulled apart and we mount in our horses.

As I ride back to the caravan and leaving Jon, I was beginning to feel that hollow sensation in my chest. Having that strange feeling of never see him again and it was painful.

"Lady Lylian!" I heard someone calling me. I turn my head and saw Tyrion Lannister with two Lannister soldiers with him.

I cleaned quickly my tears. "Lord Tyrion." I bowed slightly my head as I stopped my horse.

"It pains me to see you leave. I was just becoming fond of your company." He smiled and I return it.

"Me too, Lord Tyrion-"

"Call me Tyrion, Lady Lyl-"

"Call me Lylian or Lily, Tyrion." We both laugh. "I have the feeling we will see each other soon."

"I hope so, Lily." Then his face turns into a surprise one. "Oh… before I forget. Remember what I told you the other day about my brother, Lily?" I nodded. "He is a good man and I know he has good intentions on you. Give him a chance to know him better." I sigh as I nodded. "The next time I see you, I hope you being my sister."

"See you soon, Tyrion. And enjoy The Wall, especially by peeing in the edge of the world." I jested.

He laughed at my comment. "Oh… I will. I'm thrilled." He said jesting too. "See you soon, Lily." He gave a short nod before continuing his way to The Wall and I follow the caravan.

I heard the galloping behind me. For a moment I thought it was Jon, but it was father. "Everything will be all right, Lily." I nodded. I hope so too…