"Who is this man you have brought to our Home, Lyanna?" Her father asked as he drew close to the strange man's cot, followed closely by Lyanna's three brothers.

"Father, you're back!" Lyanna said, standing up from her chair to curtsy to her Lord Father before answering his question. "Oh, I found him in the Wolfswood father. He was badly wounded and so I had him brought to the Castle for Maester Luwin to tend to him. As for his name, I haven't asked him yet."

Lyanna turned back to the blonde-haired man and asked, "May I ask for your name, good Ser?"

The man in turn looked at the people gathered around him warily before he answered, looking at Lyanna's father. "My name is Steve Rogers, Sir."

Lyanna heard him say to her Lord father, referring to him as 'Ser' instead of 'my Lord', which was a great faux pas in polite society. However, her Lord father let is passed.

She also watched when the man extended his hand towards Lyanna's Father as he introduced himself. Her Lord Father looked at the man's hand for a while before reaching out to clasp the other man's hand.

"Steve Rogers, if you don't mind me asking, how did you acquire your wounds?" Lyanna's father asked as he let go of the man's hand.

"I'm sorry, Sir, but I really can't remember what happened to me." Steve Rogers replied.

"I see," Lord Rickard said slowly. "Where do you hail from Steve Rogers?"

"I'm from Brooklyn, Sir."

"Brooklyn? I never heard of such a place before."

Lyanna observed when the man suddenly appeared to look wary.

"May I ask what country am I currently in?" The strange man asked.

"Country? What's a country?" Lyanna asked, glancing back at the Maester who look concerned.

However, the man did not reply, instead he continued to stare at all of them rather oddly.

"I believe he probably needs more time to rest, my Lord." Maester Luwin said as he moved forward, looking at Lyanna's father apologetically. "Steve Rogers here hasn't fully recovered yet from his wounds, and must have suffered from head injury as well."

"I see," her Lord father said, looking down at the other man. "Has he eaten yet, Maester Luwin?"

"Not yet, my Lord for he had just woken up."

"Then, I shall ask for someone to bring him some food and drink here." Lyanna's father said. "I'm sure he is famished."

"I'm sure he is, my Lord." Maester Luwin answered.

"Thank you, Sir, for your hospitality." Steve Rogers replied, nodding his head respectfully.

Lord Rickard nodded his head in response before turning his attention towards Lyanna.

"Lyanna, come and I must speak to you outside." Her Lord father commanded and she suddenly feel uneasy for some reason.

She glanced back towards Steve Rogers and said to him, "I will come back and bring you, your supper, Ser Steve." She said, meeting his beautiful blue eyes.

"Thank you, Ma'am Lyanna, for finding me, and for everything you have done to save me." He said to her, giving her a kind smile.

Lyanna flushed without meaning to. She had to admit that she had never seen such a handsome man like him before.

"You are very welcome, Ser." She said, puzzled at the way he addressed her. She didn't understand the word of 'Ma'am' and what it meant.

"Lyanna," her Lord father called and she turned around to see her father standing at the door while her brothers have come forward. Brandon was carrying something that appeared to be a red and blue shield with a star in the middle on it, and Lyanna wondered where he got it from. However, she didn't have time to ask her brother for she was already moving towards the door.

As she was leaving, she heard Steve Rogers say out loud to her brothers.

"That's my shield."

Then, she heard her brother Brandon replied, "Aye, we found it in the Wolfswood, a day after Lyanna found you." She heard her brother say before she closed the door behind her.

Once outside the room, Lyanna faced her father who looked at her with narrowed eyes.

"Lyanna," Her father began. "Tell me the reason why you weren't there to greet me upon my arrival at the gate?"

"I am sorry that I wasn't there, father." Lyanna said, "For I was here waiting for the man to wake."

"That's not what I want to hear from you, Lyanna, and you know it." Her Lord father say coldly.

Lyanna bit her lower lip, not knowing what else to say to her father.

"I notice you staring at the man, Lyanna." Her Lord Father noted out loud.

At once, Lyanna froze at her father's words.

"Might I remind you of your betrothal to Lord Robert Baratheon?"

"Of course, how can I ever forget about that?" She asked.

"Then, I ask that you remain true by Lord Robert, Lyanna, and it means not staring at other men when he is not present."

Lyanna simply nodded her head and said in a resigned voice, "Of course, father."

"Well, since the matter is settled," her Lord father say. "Anything else that you might want to tell me regarding the man?"

"No, father…there's nothing else to say."

"If there's nothing else, then you may go."

"Thank you, father." Lyanna said, curtsying low.

"And Lyanna?"

She turned around to her father once more.

"Ask someone to fetch the man his food and drink." He said to her, fixing Lyanna with a hard stare. "I don't want you doing it, because you are not a servant."

Lyanna bit the insides of her cheek to stop herself from replying back to her father. Instead she said meekly, "Yes, father."