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I STOOD IN line as we wait for the King. Everyone stood according to their age except little Rickon he stood besides his mother.
"Where's Arya? Sansa, where's your sister?" I hear Lady Catelyn ask Sansa. Sansa shrugged and looked forward as Arya came running across the courtyard with a helmet on. Ned stops her, takes off the helmet, and shoo her away.
"Move" Arya demanded. She didn't wait for Bran to move as she pushed him aside. One by one soldiers of both house Lannister and Baratheon gather up. A blonde boy comes riding up, starring at Sansa the entire time. From the looks of him, he must've been the Prince. A red coach lumbers in, followed by the King himself. Everyone kneeled as the king rides forward, stopping only a few feet away from Ned. King Robert heaves himself off his horse. He walks forth until he stood in front of Lord Stark's kneeling figure. He motions for Ned to rise followed by the entire courtyard.
"Your grace" Ned bowed. King Robert continued to give him a hard stare.
"You got fat" King Robert declared. Ned looks him up and down with a knowing look. Soon enough the two men begin to laugh as they embraced one another. "Cat!" The king greeted Lady Stark, pulling her in for a hug. "Your grace" he pulls away and turns to ruffle Rickon's hair. He moves back to Ned and sighed
"Nine years. Why haven't I seen you? Where the hell have you been?" He asked his old friend. "Guarding the North for you, Your Grace. Winterfell is yours." Soon the carriage doors open as the king's children step out, closely followed by their mother, Queen Cersei. My gaze dropped back to the king as he stood in front of Robb. "Who have we here? You must be Robb" Robb nodded as he shook the King's hand firmly. He then moves on and passes Sansa, commenting on what a beauty she is. He stopped in front of Arya and bend down slightly to face her "Your name is?" He asked. I could see Arya grow nervous before quickly responding back.
"Arya" the king nodded and moved on to Bran. "Show is your muscles-" Bran moves his coat aside as he flexes his arm.
"You'll be a soldier" the King smiles. The king finally moves down to meet my eyes.
"And who are you, child?" He raised his eyebrows. "Lyliana Tyrell, your grace" I bowed my head slightly. His face lit up with slight shock before a smile replaced his face. "Tyrell? What's a Southern flower like yourself doing up here in the north?"
"I'm betrothed to Brandon Stark" I told him. The king nodded in reply as he walks back slightly. The queen walks forward and smiled slightly as she stood in front of Ned with her hand reached out.
"My Queen" Ned gently took her hand and placed a kiss on it.
"My queen" Catelyn bows and sent the queen a soft smile. "Take me to your Crypt. I want to pay my respects"

"We've been riding for a month, my love. Surely the dead can wait" the King ignores her as he summons Lord Stark to follow him. "Where's the imp?" Arya asked Sansa. The queen looks down to Arya before walking over to her brother, Ser Jaime Lannister. "Where is our brother? Go find the little beast" she ordered him. Jaime nodded and escorted himself away. Soon enough the courtyard began to empty out as the servants gather the royal courts belongings. I felt a hand grab my arm as they pull me away from the courtyard. I looked to see the familiar auburn hair of Bran as he pulled me through the castle and stop infront of my room. "Hurry up And get changed so we can climb" he breathed out. I giggled and obliged as I shut the door. I quickly changed out of my dress and into a pair of trousers and boots. I tied my hair up with a ribbon and opened the door. Before I could even open my mouth, my arm was once again being pulled by Bran. He stopped infront of large Camellia tree.
"Last one up loses their custard pie" we ran immediately towards the tree, shoving one another to reach the top. In the end, I won. Bran pouted as he sat beside me on a branch.
"No fair. You had a head start" he muttered. I giggled and shook me head.
"It's not my fault you're slow" Bran glared as he grabbed a handful of flowers and throws it at my face. I gasped as I slowly turn my head to look at him laughing. I smirked and grabbed a handful of leaves and throw it at his hair. Soon we were having a full fight with myself being covered in flowers while he's covered in brown leaves. It were times like these that made me feel truly happy.

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So that just happened. Sorry if this was short. The next few chapter will be. Maybe 2-3 chapters. But I'm just trying to go along the TV script.