2 weeks later

How long has it been, two weeks? That question lingered in Lyarra 's mind as she woke from her slumber. The last time she was awake, she was trying to heal Bran, along with Samara.

She wanted to scream at the first person she saw once her vision became clearer; Lady Catelyn happened to visit when she awoke.

"Lya, thank the Seven you're safe!" she tearfully exclaimed.

The eldest Stark daughter (in truth,  niece) could not respond with a roar. Her voice came out as a hoarse laugh of bitterness.

"You can drop the act now." she blurted out.

Catelyn's smile faltered; even l after two weeks, Lyarra still haven't forgiven her.

" Lya " Catelyn trailed off.

" How's Bran is he awake yet " Lyarra asked changing the subject.

" No " Catelyn signed sadly.

" I don't understand didn't the spell work " Lyarra asked.

" It didn't you and Samara were using too much of your magic that you pass out for exhaustion " Catelyn answered.

" Maybe we can try again " Lyarra said getting up from the bed ignoring her mother's protests.

" Lya, you mustn't all magic comes with a price I didnt know that before but now I know that magic is not a solution to everything all we must do is leave your brother fate at the hands of the gods " Catelyn said.

" What if he never wakes up mother I can't just sit here and watch Bran lay there imp I don't understand the spell should've work " Lyarra mumbled.

" Don't think that way your brother will wake one day I believe he will you must to " Catelyn said gently.

" Since Bran isn't awake does that mean you're going to hand Samara to wildings and rapers " Lyarra asked rhetorically looking at her mother who looked down at the floor in shame.

" No, Samara can stay as long as she wants I realized is that I was wrong I was wrong for trying to force you and Arya to be something you're not " Catelyn signed.

" Mother, I haven't excatly forgive you but no matter what I love you and I know you were just trying to protect me " Lyarra smiled.

" I love you Lya I do " Catelyn sobbed, the mother and daughter duo gathered in each other's arms pouring out all their emotions.

                   Sometime Later

After catching up with her father and siblings, the young ice dragon was adventuring around the god woods needing fresh air after being coupe inside for 2 weeks.

As she kneel down aganist the god woods tree she closed her eyes and began to pray for her brother Bran to awake soon, for him to be healthy and hoping his spine would be fixed.

" I figured I find you here " a familiar cocky voice said, Lyarra turned her head and saw Ser Jaime standing there.

Lyarra stood up and wiped the dirt off her skirts before facing the golden lion knight, " May I help you Ser " Lyarra asked annoyed that he was here.

" I see you have awoken that's good I was very worried for your well being my lady " Jaime said sternly.

" You needn't worry about me Ser Jaime as you can see I am fine " Lyarra said with a fake smile.

" Tell me do you believe in the old gods " Jaime asked.

" I do " Lyarra answered.

" I am sorry for what happened to your brother I give you my condolences " Jaime said sadly.

" Thank you, but I have feeling Bran will awake one day and be back to the adventurous boy he was " Lyarra exclaimed.

" Maybe, maybe not " Jaime mumbled.

" What did you say " Lyarra demanded looking at the knight coldy.

" I mean no disrespect my lady but your brother may be asleep for ages he may never wake up " Jaime blurted out.

" You don't know that there are such things as miracles Ser " Lyarra hissed.

" Miracles almost never happened " Jaime defended.

" You know what I think you should go I would like to be alone " Lyarra snarled before turning her back to the Knight before crossing her arms against her chest waiting for him to leave.

But felt his hand slipped around her waist and held her against him before pushing a loose lock behind her hair and laying soft kisses to her neck with his lips sucking on her skin gently.

" Now, little ice wolf are you sure that's what you want " Jaime whispered in a seductive tone.

" Get your hands off me " Lyarra warned before taking out her hidden dagger in her boot.

She quickly got out of his grasp before holding the dagger to his throat much to his shock, " My my little ice wolf you are full of surprises " Jaime chuckled.

" Leave " Lyarra growled pressing the dagger closer to his neck more but Jaime knocked the dagger out of her hand before grabbing her by the shoulders and pushing her against a tree harshly.

" Don't you know my lady never to mess with a lion " Jaime said before lowering his lips to her neck against sucking on it once again gently.

" Get off me " Lyarra yelled trying to push him off of her, Jaime signed and looked up at his little ice wolf whose eyes had a coldness to them.

" You don't need to be afarid of me my lady I won't harm you I simply wish to get to know you more " Jaime said.

" Well, I don't want to get to know you not now not ever " Lyarra spat out before delivering a harsh slap across the Knight safe before pushing him down to the ground she soon picked up her dagger from the floor and stood over the cocky knight with it.

" If you lay a hand of me again that will be the last time you'll ever be able to pleasure a woman again " Lyarra threatened while lowering the dagger towards his cock.

Jaime looked up at the ice wolf knowing she was serious before nooding, " I'm glad we understand each other " Lyarra smiled fakely before helping The knight off the floor.

" Good day, Ser Jaime " Lyarra hummed before walking away leaving a slight shocked impressive turned on Jaime who was smirking at his ice wolf.

" I do love a woman that has fire to her, this would be very interesting "  Jaime thought knowing he wouldn't be bored with his marriage to the eldest Stark.

It was going to be quite fun winning over the ice wolf once he shows her how much pleasure he can give to her with his cock, fingers and mouth she would be screaming his name on their wedding night and from every night after that.

He couldn't wait to marry his little ice wolf and have her submit to him.

                        
                       Later On

As Lyarra was in Jon's chambers with Arya and Samara, the white wolf inform them that he was joining the black.

" Have you lost your god damn mind " Lyarra shouted standing up.

" You can't leave us " Arya yelled tears staring to form in her eyes.

" Im a Bastard I have no future here in Winterfell, Lyarra you'll be married to the Kingslayer and be Lady of Casterly Rock, Sansa will be Queen one day , Robb will be Lord Of Winterfell and Arya you'll be married one day and ruling over your own keep " Jon exclaimed.

" You're not a Bastard your our brother you're one of us and I don't care what our mother says " Arya said.

" We love you no matter what you'll always be a Stark " Lyarra smiled.

" Jon, surely you don't mean this " Samara asked tears staring to escape from her eyes.

" I'm sorry " Jon mumbled not baring to look at the Sourceess.

" You would leave me behind " Samra hissed.

" Im not leaving your behind you'll have Lyarra with you " Jon defended.

" She's going down south and will be married soon to Ser Jaime " Samara exclaimed.

" Samra, we'll always be together even when I am married I ask father if you come down safe with us you'll be my best friend and my lady in waiting " Lyarra said.

" What of Ser Jaime you think he's going to want a Sourceess running around his house hold " Samara spat out.

" I don't care what he wants he's just going to have to accept it " Lyarra snarled.

" Jon, perhaps I can asked father to ask the king to legitimate you so you can come to the south with us " Arya spoke up.

" No, I don't want to legitimated and I don't want to go to the south " Jon protested.

" You rather go to the wall where wildings, theives and rapers then be with your family then so be it then" Lyarra growled before walking out of the room closing the door with a bang.

Jon signed, " She's right you know you rather be away with your family then be with us you are such much more than just a Bastard " Samra hissed.

" I'm sorry " Jon said staring at Samra in pity and guilt he truly didn't want to leave her but he had to make a future for himself there was no future for him here at Winterfell nor the south.

Samra shock her head and left the room in tears.

" Hopefully one day she's sees that she deserves better than a bastard, one day she'll find someone handsome and someone with titles she deserves the word but I can't give her that " Jon thought sadly