"Nymeria, fetch!"

Rob and i sat around idly waiting for Aryas hound to listen to her commands. "Nymeria, fetch!" Arya repeated. Rob gave me a grin as the wolf stayed put, tilting her head in confusion. "I do not need a wolf to help me pack, thank you" i said getting quite bored of waiting for a result.

Arya sighed angrily as she sank onto my bed. "I swear she did it once!" she exclaimed. "Of course. And Grey Wind flew to Kingslanding" Rob jested. I chuckled at his comment as Arya gave him a scowl.

My father requested that just my sisters and i were to leave for Kingslanding with him whilst my brothers stayed here. I couldn't say i agreed with the idea but the thought of vaunting my new dresses was appealing.

Suddenly, our fun was interrupted by a knock on my door. "Go away" i shouted barley paying attention. "No, no" Rob interrupted. "Come in."

I turned to see Jon walk inside with his head hung low. A scowl was written across my face once i saw him. "I told him to come. You must talk before you both take your leave" Robb said.

I crossed my arms and nodded. "Speak then" i spat. Jon was obviously irritated with me too, but i was not going to apologise first. Jon looked to Robb who simply shrugged. Stubborn bastard.

"I'm sorry for our argument" he mumbled. "I'm sorry? I did not hear that?" i said. Arya and Robb made some discreet whispers of excitement. They knew that Jon and i were both as headstrong as each other.

"I apologise! Do you forgive me or not!" he exclaimed. I hesitated. I didn't like how he raised his voice but he did apologise. "Fine" i said going back to my packing. Jon cursed under his breath as Robb slowly yet cautiously approached me.

"Sara... Do you wish to say anything to Jon?" he asked. I shook my head. "Sara" he said more sternly. "I did not do anything!" "You told me to go freeze my balls off'" Jon shouted.

"Maybe you should!"

"Maybe you should go marry Jaime Lannister and have many of his Lannister children!"

"Maybe you should go to the Wall and jump off of it! It will finally give us all a break from your constant winging!"

"Alright!" Robb interrupted. "Gods be good Sara, make your apologies and be good to one another. We don't know when you two will see each other next."

I bit my tongue, hating that he was right. "Fine... My apologies. I do not wish for you to jump from the wall... I don't wish for you to go to the wall at all" i said. "Me too" Arya butted in.

Jons eyes softened. "I know. But it will be good. And i will visit" Jon said. "It will not be the same, Snow. Who shall i duel with?" Robb asked. This surprisingly made Jon smile. A smile we so rarely see.

"Must you truly leave?" i asked. His smile quickly faded. "The Wall is for bastards, Winterfell is not. I will make new brothers there, but that will not replace my sisters" he said. This eased my nerves. Robb waved his hands in the air waiting to be included. "Or you Robb."

Robb laughed as he embraced Jon tightly. "Now, stop distracting me. I must pack" i snapped playfully. Robb elbowed Jon, wanting him to witness his foul attempt at a jest.

"So whilst you are gone Sara, do you wish for me to care for Meera?" Robb asked. I swung my head around. "Meera will be in no need of your company brother. She is coming to Kingslanding with me."

Robb rolled his eyes. "Truly?" he questioned. "Yes" i spat. "Sansa is bringing that dull one, Jeyne Poole, so father agreed i could take Meera. And i don't know why you are asking about her anyway. I've told you to stay away from her."

Arya stared between us both, a grin painting her face as tensions rised. "Well, i am simply wondering who will keep me company once my dear sisters are on the road. And better yet, i am in need of a wife sooner than late" he teased.

His foolish jests only made my blood boil. "You are to marry a lady, not a farmers daughter. Meera is my friend not yours. Mine" i said. "And who said i wish to take her as a wife? I only wish too-"

I cut him off by throwing my dress at him as Arya  and Jon let out a roar of laughter. "Speak no more of her!" i exclaimed. "She is my friend and she is to be left alone!"

This broke Rob into a fit of laughter, only causing him to wish to tease me further. He put his hands up in surrender as he headed to the door. He lingered in the doorway for a moment before speaking those dreadful words, "Where is Meera at the moment? Should she be with the horses?"

Before i could protest, Rob sprinted down the halls as i chased after him. Arya and Jon only followed for their own amusement whilst i cursed him to a life of misery if he dared to visit the stables. The chase continued until i saw someone try to stand in my way.

Before our bodies collided, i stopped in my tracks grabbing Arya as i did so she would not get any closer to the man. "Sara Stark" Jaime Lannister greeted. I felt myself squeeze Aryas arm tightly as she pulled herself away from my grasp. Jon lingered behind us both, seeming equally afraid of the man.

The Kingslayers hair was disheveled and i noticed drops of sweat were dripping down his face which was unusual as the man was in the coldest part of the Seven Kingdoms. I presumed the man had visited the brothel before our meeting. I wouldn't put it past him.

"Ser" i muttered, my eyes landing to the floor. Rob had ran further ahead but once he had seen why we had stopped following him, his smile faded. "Running around the yards of your own holdfast. Like true she wolves" Jaime spoke with judgement.

"Do you believe the imp is close by?" Arya whispered to me, unaware of the danger. Jaimes eyes then landed on Arya. "Enough with that, girl" he snapped. I stood before her, shielding her from his gaze. "Why so bitter, ser Jaime? Your brother is known as the imp of Casterly Rock, is he not?" i questioned.

I wanted to seem brave but in truth i wish my father was here. Before Jaime could speak, Rob came towards us standing in our way. "Come sisters. Mother is asking for us" he said giving the Lannister man a cold glare.

I clutched onto Robs arm as he tried to steer us away. "Do tell you mother she has my heartfelt sympathies for what has happened" Jaime called out causing Rob to stop in his tracks. "Why would she need your sympathies?" he questioned sharply.

"The boy seemed to be in a terrible state from what i had seen. I wonder what he was doing climbing up those castle walls anyway."

I felt my heart sink as my breathing hitched. Robs face went as pale as the snow whilst Arya let out a loud gasp. Jon picked up Arya ready to leave the moment those words left his lips. We all knew who climbed those walls. The only one who was brave enough too.

Bran.

Though one would not notice it if they were not looking for it, i could have sworn i saw a smile tug at Jaimes lips.

I grabbed my skirts and fled to my mothers chambers, Robb, Jon and Arya following. We were then greeted by a startled looking maester Luwin running through the hall.

"Maester Luwin! What's happened?!" Robb exclaimed. "Not now, boy. Go find your mother" he said running passed us. "I.. I will fetch father" Jon stuttered running off. I'm not sure if it was his fear of my mother or the fear to see what happened to Brann that made him run.

My eyes suddenly drifted to Arya who had tears swelling in her eyes. "Go find Rickon, Arya. I will come get you once we see what's happened" i said bending down to her size. "No!" she exclaimed. "I'll stay, you go!"

"Please, Arya. Please" i pleaded to her, something i had never done before. She bit her lip before lightly nodding her head. I watched her run off to Rickons chambers as i clutched onto Robbs arm. It was my turn for my eyes to well.

"Bran never falls" i whispered. Robb gave my hand an encouraging squeeze. "Maybe the Kinslayer got it wrong" he said. "Maybe it's not Bran. We don't know."

He escorted me down the hall into Brans chambers. All my worst thoughts had been brought to life as i saw Bran lying unconscious in his bed whilst my mother sobbed over him. I gasped loudly causing my mother to turn her head.

"Get the children out. Get them out!" she shouted hysterically. Maester Luwin then shut the door in our faces, leaving only Robb and i to wallow in our fears. I turned to Robb allowing myself to sob into him.

Footsteps creeping up behind us made Robb tense. I turned to see my father holding his head high. He knew what happened. I left Robbs side and embraced my father tightly. He grabbed Robb pulling him into the embrace also.

"Bran is named after Brandon the Builder. He will survive this. He was born to survive this."