The Next Morning

As Lyarra was dead asleep on her queen sized bed, groans and whispered started to escape the ice dragon's mouth she was having one of those strange dreams again.

Lyarra opened her eyes and found herself in a filed the clouds and sky were red, next to her was Samara and a strange white haired man

" Samra where are we " Lyarra asked walking towards the Sourceess who was looking around in confusion.

" I don't know " Samara answered .

" Who's that " Lyarra asked pointing to the strange white haired man standing next to them.

" I am Arthur Of Asshari " The man introduced to them.

" Asshari are you a fire priest " Samara asked.

" I am much more than just some fire priest my lady " the man chuckled.

" Do you where we are " Lyarra questioned.

" No idea " Arthur replied.

The scenery soon changed and the trio found themselves in a cold icy environment,growls and snarls rang out.

Much to their shock in front of them stood a man that was ice cold his eyes icy blue, around him white walkers surrounded him

" That's the man from my vision " Lyarra spoke up.

" That's not a man that's the night king " Arthur mumbled.

" Night King " Lyarra questioned.

" Beyond the wall " Samara explained.

" Come to me Elaena " The man said as he began to walk closer to the trio, Samara pushed Lyarra back and stood in front of the ice dragon protectively.

" You dare come in between me and my wife " The man snarled before lifting Samra up in the hand with a motion of his hand chocking the Sourceess to death.

" Samara " Lyarra yelled at she was about to attack the man she felt herself seeking below the ground.

" Ahh, ahh " Lyarra screamed

" Lyarra " Arthur screamed

Lyarra awoke screaming loudly she felt someone shaking her awake, she looked up and saw Arya sitting above her looking at her in concern.

Lyarra sighed in relief; it was just a nightmare. It looked too real!

"I-it's just a dream."

"A horrible one. I  usually don't care about what people say, but you can't let those shitty southerners find out about you... situation." Arya explained.

Special times call for special safety measures

Another thing that struck her was the name this night King used; Elaena.

Why would he do that?

She grew suspicious of her uncle's tales. Was she actually Lyarra Stark of Winterfell, or was her life a lie!?

And Arthur of Ashaii? She understood that Samara came from the Shadowlands, but she didn't get why a fire priest would enter her vision.

" Lya, you shouldn't worry over it now come on mother and father insist we have breakfasts with them as a family.

" Alright " Lyarra grumbled she soon saw snow and ice all over her chambers then she felt a cold breeze coming outside.

The young ice dragon made her way towards the window and saw piles of ice and snow outside.

" Ooh no " Lyarra signed.

" It's snowing isn't it great now we can play in the snow and maybe Freezey will show up again " Arya smiled.

" This isn't good it's supposed to be spring Arya not Winter " The Ice Dragon exclaimed.

" What did I do " Lyarra muttered.

" It's fine I'm glad that it's snowing as everyone else maybe not those golden shit Lannisters but who cares " Arya exclaimed.

" Arya, you mustn't let anyone hear you say that " Lyarra warned.

" I know have to make a perfect impression on the royal family mother says " The Young She-Wolf grumbled.

" Just be yourself little wolf " Lyarra suggests while patting her little sister on the head softly.

" Yeah, I have sew lessons with the princess and Sansa later today " Arya signed.

" We should get ready before mother has our heads for being late " Lyarra said.

The she-wolves laughed before getting ready for the day.

                 Sometime Later     

As The Stark children was gather all together with their parents for their annual breakfast, their father and mother sat up front next to Bran and Rickon.

Lyarra sat in between Samara,  Arya and Jon while across from them sat Robb, Theon and Sansa, soon their father got up from his seat clearing his throat.

All of the Stark children eyes were on him, " I have an announcement to make The King has gracefully offered me two marriages, Sansa and The Prince and Lyarra and Ser Jaime " Ned said.

" Oh my god I can't believe this is happening I'll be queen one day we'll I'll have to work up to be queen and keep my spot " Sansa mumbled.

" Father surely you don't mean to give Lya to the Kingslayer " Robb asked.

" Lyarra and Sansa are leaving us " Rickon asked sadly.

" But Lya and Sansa can't leave us they're apart of our pack, the pack must stay together " Bran spoke up.

" Well, littlest wolf all packs must divide one day " Sansa exclaimed.

" I will not marry him " Lyarra snarled standing up from her seat.

" Lya , it's your duty as a lady to wed Ser Jaime is a fine handsome man " Catelyn said.

" He's a Kingslayer mother, honorless man " Robb points out.

" I will not marry him father you can't do this to me I won't let you sell me off like some common whore " Lyarra yelled tears staring to fall from her eyes as she started at her father.

Ned looked at his daughter lost and in sadness her reaction reminded him the same way when Lyanna find out she would be marry to Robert his sister had screamed and cried claiming she could never brute like Robert.

" Sister, this is wonderful news just imagine the both of us as the wives of Lannisters and you'll be in the south with us that means you can teach me more about playing the game " Sansa said.

" You think our sister wants to be marry to a man as old as father " Arya hissed.

" Arya " Catelyn scolded.

" I am not that old now little she-wolf " Ned defended.

" Lord Stark surely can't just refuse the offer Lyarra isn't ready for marriage she still hasn't learn how to control her powers yet what if she loses control " Samara said in a low tone.

" No one asked for your opinion on the matter demon " Catelyn hissed.

" Don't speak to Samara like that " Lyarra growled.

" Don't talk back to me young lady, it's done you will wed Ser Jaime and do your duty to this family it's about time you were wed " Catelyn told her daughter sternly.

" Father, please don't do this me please don't sell me away " Lyarra cried out.

" Lya, stop crying you are a lady not a baby " Catelyn scolded.

" Mother stop it " Robb cut in.

" I am just trying to tell you sister that she needs to do her duty, as Arya will have to do one day as well " Catelyn said.

" I will never marry a shitty south lord " Arya yelled at hearing her mother's words.

Robb, Theon and Jon laughed at Arya's choice of words, " Don't speak like that young lady " Catelyn exclaimed.

" I am not a lady I want to fight not opening my legs and giving birth to ugly babies " Arya exclaimed before jumping down from her seat and running out of the room.

" Arya, come back here right now " Catelyn hissed as she was about to get up Ned stopped her.

" Lyarra you will do your duty to this house and wed Ser Jaime that's it end of debate" Ned said.

Lyarra ran out of the room tears falling from her eyes more, " Lya " Samara called after her rushing out of her seat and following after the sad ice dragon.

" My gods Ned what are going to do with them " Catelyn signed.

Ned signed he didn't wish to marry Lyarra off to the Kingslayer but he had no choice Robert had made it clear on his wishes, this morning he had sought out his friend trying to change his mind but Robert had held his ground claiming it was time for his daughter to wed.

Tywin Lannister had personally selected this match, an alliance between the north and west need to form which would be form between Lyarra and Jaime.

" Father you can't sell Lyarra off " Jon spoke up.

" Lyarra will do her duty to this house and that's final " Ned said.

" But to marry her off to a honorless man like that he's a Kingslayer father whose to say he don't stick his sword in Lyarra's back to " Robb exclaimed.

Ned closed his eyes knowing his eldest son may be right, The Kingslayer was a man not to trust he killed the king he was swore to protect whose to say he wouldn't kill his own wife.

                     Meanwhile

As Cersei was in the main hall dinning with her children and brothers Jaime and Tyrion the lioness looked over to her brother who was staring into space.

He had disappeared last night from the feast and hadn't come to her bed last night normally he would come to see her whenever her drunk of a husband was passed out cold but for the first time in years he hadn't.

Which made the lioness supusious, she saw the way her brother was staring at the Stark Whore yesterday but she had scared the girl off as warning and the girl had taken her warning.

Perhaps she was over acting for no reason her brother would love her and only her they belong together they came into this world together and they would leave it together.

" Mother when will me and Sansa be married " Joffrey asked cutting Cersei out of her thoughts.

" Soon, my love " Cersei smiled fakely.

" I rather marry Lyarra Stark she's much more beautiful and suited for me " Joffrey commented.

" She is to marry your Uncle Jaime dear nephew " Tryion spoke up causing Cersei to turn to face the little monster.

" What " Cersei snarled.

" I am to marry Lyarra Stark sweet sister Robert and Father have arrange it " Jaime informed her.

" When were you going to tell me this " Cersei whispered.

" I thought you knew already " Jaime mumbled.

" Perhaps, Joffrey I will ask your father to cast Sansa aside for Lyarra after all " Cersei said.

" You can't sweet sister Robert was clear on the terms besides Father has paid the crowns 3 million piece of dragons  " Tryion smirked.

" Lady Lyarra is to be our aunt " Tommen and Myrcella spoke up with smiles.

" I still think she's more fitted for me besides Uncle Jaime is an old man " Joffrey grumbled.

" Your Uncle is one of the most handsome strongest skilled swords man in the seven kingdoms any lady would be lucky to have him as their husband " Tryion defended.

" I hope Lady Lyarra can teach me to play the harp " Myrcella said.

" I hope she'll teach me to sword fight " Tommen spoke up.

" Ladies can't fight " Joffrey snorted.

" That's not true Lady Lyarra is a skilled sword men well woman " Tommen exclaimed.

" Is she now " Jaime smirked at hearing this.

" Yes, quite the swords men perhaps she'll best you one day brother " Tryion chuckled.

" That will never happen " Jaime snorted.

" If she is all that then I must challenge her to duel when I face the Stark boy today on the grounds we shall see if she's skilled as  everyone says she is " Joffrey smirked.

" Yes, Joffrey challenge the young she-wolf to a duel maybe perhaps against Ser Sandor Clegane " Cersei smirks while taking a sip out of her cup of wine.

" Well, I am off now " Tryion said getting up from the table.

" Leaving so soon brother " Jaime asked looking at his brother curious.

" I wish to endure myself in the library " Tryion said and with that he walked out of the main hall.

" I should get going as well " Jaime mumbled getting up from his seat and heading outside seeking out his bethroal.

Last night the scene didn't escape his mind he could've swore he saw the young she-wolf eyes glow blue a bit perhaps it was just apart of his imagination since he had been drinking heavily last night.

As the golden lion adventure through the halls of Winterfell he saw a crying girl running past he followed after the girl curious and ended up in the god woods.

The girl knelt down against the weirwood tree and sniffle, Jaime step slowly towards the girl carefully.

" My lady are you alright " Jaime asked.

The girl turned her head and he was in shock to see that it was Lady Lyarra his bethroal in tears.

" Ser Jaime " Lyarra said wiping her tears away quickly and standing up turning to face him.

" What are you doing here " The young ice dragon asked " Lyarra sniffled.

" Why are you crying my lady has someone hurt you " Jaime asked in concern.

" I'm not crying just allergies " Lyarra simply said lying.

" You don't have to lie to me " Jaime smiled before stepping toward her more and grabbing her by her waist, he lift her chin with his hand gently staring into her gray/indigo eyes.

Her eyes almost seem purple which was strange, her long sliky brown hair held white strikes to it.

" Was she ill " Jaime wondered she almost looked like a Targaryen.

" What's is it my lady " Jaime whispered.

" Nothing " Lyarra mumbled pushing the golden knight off of her.

" My lady you don't have to lie to me " Jaime said.

" I don't know what you're talking about I should probably headed back " Lyarra said as she was about to walk away he pulled her hand back gently.

" I take it your father has informed you on our upcoming  marriage " Jaime asked.

" Yes, he did " Lyarra said tilting her head high.

" I'm sorry I know this isn't what you want but I promise I'll try to be a good husband to you " Jaime states.

" I yarn for the day to be your wife Ser if you'll excuse me I must be heading back " Lyarra said with a fake smile bowing before walking away leaving Jaime standing there alone.

Jaime stared as the ice wolf walked away," It seems I'll have to win the girl over but it won't be easy " he thought knowing this would be more harder than easier for him.