A/N: Enjoy

Chapter 1

This day was a proud moment for the northern country to have it's first Royal queen. After the rebuilding of the city of Winterfell, the people eagerly prepared the meals, cleaned the halls, and prepared the clothings for the event. So the allies of the neighboring kingdom and the people of northerners came weeks early to prepare for their participation on the coronation day.

Among the people, a darker shade of red-haired and unusual purple-eyed girl stood patiently till the doors opened to see someone, walking down the aisle. Instantly, the girl slowly bowed down, along with everyone in the room to their new queen of the North. Dressed in the vibrant color of gray, the red-haired and green-eyed queen walked proudly by and turned to sit down on her new furnished throne, as the Elder placed the polish crown onto her head gently.

Immediately after the crowds stood up and clapped their hands together. Hooray's and whistle's were heard around the hall, as they starred in deep respect.

The girl smiles proudly up at the queen, who is her cousin, in the front row of the crowd, while the queen stares back at her people, who will know she'll protect this country and the people.

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An hour later, everyone seems to be enjoying themselves as they feast on the meals that were prepared. Servers busily pour drinks in cups and food coming in and out of the hall. Men and women would be singing and dancing, while most sat at the long tables to chat and laugh happily.

At the front of the main table sits the queen of the north and a red-headed girl in the center. Both were eating roasted chicken and drinking ale.

"Hey Lady Emily, why don't you dance with someone?" The queen asked, who was sipping her drink.

Setting her mug down, the lady whose name is Emily, turned and glanced at the queen. Smoothing down her silver gray dress, which is a custom-made from the streamess. An upside down A-line sleeveless with a sweep train of the dandelion lace floor-length dress, there was a slightly darker gray cape down to the floor.

"No. I don't dance." Came the blunt answer to the queen. "How about you Queen Sansa?"

Sansa laughed and shook her head, leaning near the lady. "Goodness no my feet are killing me in these heels." Emily chuckled lightly and pushed her chair outward. Sansa glanced to her curiously and Emily stooded up, bowing to the queen. "I shall retire early for the evening, my Queen."

Sansa pouted lightly, but nodded understanding. "Alright then, but I need to talk to you about something. Lets do that first thing morrow morning okay." Emily give a curt nodded and took off leaving the nosy banquet Hall.

After entering her room, Emily leaned against the door and exhale a deep sigh. Locking her door, she walked to her bedside, unbuttoning her cape. She put it down on her bed and undressed out of her gorgeous, but suffocating gown and laid it on top of her cape. Undoing her hair from the braids and pins, she rubbed onto her head and released a relief breath from the tight, but elegant updo bun with strands loose at the ends. Putting on her nightwear, she picked up her clothing and placed it on her chair in the corner of the room. Emily walked back and put more firewood into the fire pit, which the servant tended to for her retired back to her warm and cozy room. Finally laying on her bed, Emily groaned lightly as she pull up her many layers of blankets, she exhale again for the many times that day. Emily stared at the ceiling of the room, which is flicking from the fire pit, she slowly closed on her eyes and hopefully tomorrow comes faster.

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As the morning light slipped through the curtain onto her face, Emily groaned lightly as she lifted her hands to blocked the sunlight. She turned and tried to pulled the covers over her face, but felted slightly cold in the early morning. So she looked up and sighed for the first time that day and got up slowly. She stood up and stretch her arm, while on her tip toes and again groaned lightly.

As if they heard her, the servants knock on her door and came in when they heard a light 'come in.' They brought in a wash pan and immediately freshen her up for the day. They gotten her in a simple grey color dress with a darker grey cape to keep her warm, since most northern are use to the cold weather. Her hair in a half braided bun with a wood pin, while the other half is comb down, since she has natural curly hair. The servants looked proud of their work, soon left after informing her that the queen is waiting for her in the banquet Hall for breakfast. Emily simply nodded and took one last look in the bronze mirror and left her room.

Walking outside and through the halls, she took in the fresh frosty air and smile faintly at another light snowy day. Emily has always love the snow and the coldness of it, since it always seem like home to her. Being in Kings Landing or other areas always felt foreign to her, like she does not belong there, so being back in the north, she gasp lightly and pick up a pile of snow through her finger in relief of finally being home at long last. Emily shook her head from the memory and headed toward the Hall to not keep the new queen waiting for her any longer.

Sitting beside the other red-headed girl, she greeted her queen a 'Good Morning'.

Sansa smiled and eat some of her breakfast, containing bacon, scrambled eggs, toast, and a mix of baby carrots and broccoli.

Emily ate her food too and drink a sip of her refreshing water. "So what do you want to speak to me about queen Sansa?" Emily began first, since the queen seemed nervous unknowingly.

Sansa place her mug down and cleared her throat. "About my father… your uncle," Sansa began nervously "...about the marriage between the Starks and Baratheon." Emily stiffed knowing where this was going and nodded her head to continue. The queen straighten her back and looked at the red-haired right in the eyes. "I want you to marry the last Baratheon from Kings Landing."

"What.

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