"Where were you, Mister Hayate? " Rickon asked once his mentor came back.  The ancient spirit raised a brow at the curious pup, not wanting the lad to know what trouble he got into.

"I was out on a flight."

"You spied on people. Tell me, why was Lya not in her ro—"

"Shhh, little samurai, someone's coming. "

A few seconds later, Cersei walked into the room with a smirk. She seemed to be a lucky one, as the wolf whore was not around to disturb her plan. She started to rummage through Wolf's things, finding nothing out of the ordinary but an especially well-crafted purple cloak.

" What does she want to do with Tsuki's cloak "  Rickon wondered.

Cersei examined it for a bit and found something concealed inside the garment. It was a necklace with a chrysanthemum pendant on it and a silver ring that had unintelligible characters.

She also found a piece of parchment, written in the Common Tongue.

" What kind of letter is this? "  the queen asked herself.

Suddenly, the door opened causing The Queen to gasp out nervously she tried to look for a place to hide but unfortunately ran out of time.

Lyarra came into the room alongside Samara, the two soon stopped in their tracks when they saw Cersei standing in front of them holding Fuyutyski's cloak in her hand.

" Your grace, can we help with you something," Lyarra asked.

"No need. " Cersei replied curtly and exited the room.  She was frustrated over not being able to read that letter. She wondered if it was a message for his wife.

" Okay, we are going to have to hide your things better," Samara remarked.

" What do you think was she looking for, " Lyarra said.

" I don't know but The Queen is plotting something against you or Fuyutyski" Samara mumbled.

Lyarra nodded before bending down and reaching under her bed and taking out the boxes of dragon eggs she had hidden under there.

Some part of her felt the need to keep them safe for some reason and felt protective over the eggs as if they were alive.

She sat down on the bed and placed the box carefully in her lap before opening the box, the six eggs were still there.

Lyarra grabbed the blue and red scale egg out of the box and held it in her hand, the egg was cold at the top but on the bottom warm.

" Where do you think Fuyutyski ran off to now, " Lyarra asked her eyes still not off the eggs.

"Midt likely. He's been disappearing into nowhere more often, aside from training with Arya. Wait, I haven't seen this necklace before, it's gorgeous! " Lyarra remarked and picked it up noticing a necklace on her bed.

She stared into it and suddenly noticed dark eyes manifesting itself at the center of the flower. " She's gorgeous,"  Lyarra thought

Kyōko was never the jealous type. She simply wanted to know where her husband had run off to. When she stared into the flower's center, she found grey eyes staring back at her. *I know you. Lady Targaryen. Someday, you will unlock the fire that is inside you*, she told herself and put down her necklace.

" I think the necklace just spoke to me " Lyarra exclaimed.

" I think so too," Samara said.

Lyarra placed the necklace on the bed before taking the rest of the dragon eggs out of the box and holding them in her arm carefully.

" Samara, where did Fuyutyski find these eggs again " Lyarra questioned.

" Asshari, these were the last dragon eggs in the free cities, through years ago there were 9 of them but I am guessing someone took three of them and sold them " Samara answered.

A knock on the door soon interrupt them, Samara got up and opened the door relieving Arya who rushed into the room carrying a sword.

" Lya, you have to sword fight with me and Syrio sometimes, I need another partner to spare with, " Arya said.

" Little she-wolf " Lyarra greeted softly.

The young she-wolf soon noticed her sister holding the dragon eggs that she was gifted by Fuyutsuki at her wedding.

"Is something wrong, sister? " Arya asked in concern.

"Nothing. Let's spar." Lyarra said as she placed the eggs back in their boxes locking them and placing them under her bed.

Arya squealed in delight and dragged her sister out of the room. Samara smiled at the two wolves and stared back at the flower necklace.

*You need need to return home soon, Fuyutsuki. *

                    ___________

In Littlefinger's establishment, Catelyn Stark stood there in disgust at where she was out but her good friend Peter had asked her to meet him there.

The Tully mother was determined to find out what had happened to her youngest Bran, and during that time to bring Rickon back home with her.

A few days before her journey to the Capital she had been woken up in bed by her eldest son Robb claiming Rickon was nowhere to be found.

And only then found a letter he had written claiming he had gone to the Capital riding some giant crow or whatever nonsense his letter stated.

Catelyn was steaming mad at her youngest son for his foolishness and started to blame Haycate for this.

Footsteps soon approached behind her, she turned around and was relieved to see her husband there.

" Cat " Ned said surprised before pulling her in for a hug.

" Ned," Catelyn said softly embracing her husband arm's.

The two soon pulled away from one another, The Quiet Wolf looked at his wife confused but happy to see her here.

" What are you doing here, " Ned asked.

" I am here because I believe Bran's fall was no accident and I think the Lannisters had something to do with it " Catelyn exclaimed.

As soon as those words escape his wife's mouth, Ned knew that things had just gotten more complicated.

         Back In The Red Keep

Cersei found herself smirking as she took the letter from her gown's sleeve. She rushed into  her chambers and began to read the letter

*Dearest Kyōko

I would keep running from everything and leave Kamakura behind, but there has always been a voice in the back of my head that told me to do so. I had been haunted by visions since I was a child, and I often cowered under his blue eyes... how humiliating!  When I heard of the threats from beyond the wall, I knew I had to help the girl who was born of ice and fire. I simply left after Masato's poisoning.

I promise you Kyōko, I shall return.

Fuyutsuki*

Cersei scoffed as she closed the letter. she even had the nerve to attempt to throw it out, but a bird caught the paper and flew away. *what is it with crows here? they can catch useless love letters*? she asked herself.

She started to wonder who this person of ice and fire was and began to snort at the idea of someone being ice and fire for you can't be hot and cold at the same time.

Cersei then began to think back on Maggy The Witch's prophecy, a younger and more beautiful queen than you will cast you down and take everything you hold deadly, your brother will wrap his hands around his neck and spill you in two.

You will lose one of your children, two shall live and prevail to be a knight and a queen

The princess of ice and fire shall destroy you

She pushed her thoughts to the back of her head and went out of her chambers. She was not happy, and if the whore of ice and fire was, a real person, a lion shall slay her.

But the lioness didn't know was her plans would backfire for the princess of ice and fire would grow more stronger and beautiful in the days to come and would destroy those who pose a threat to her family and friends.

                    _________

As Lyarra was sitting down watching Arya practice with Syrio, the young ice dragon was out of breath from sparing with both Arya and Syrio a bit.

Pregnancy was taking a toll on her physically and emotionally, she hated how she couldn't do what she used to before she became pregnant.

" Lya, want to spar again I got some new moves I want to show you, " Arya asked.

" Oh, little she-wolf I wish I can but I am exhausted" Lyarra answered.

" Exhausted, it's the middle of the day " Arya grumbled.

" I know I just haven't been feeling good these last few days " Lyarra explained.

" Are you sick, oh no you caught a plague or something " Arya exclaimed.

" No, I'm fine it's just my stomach hasn't been feeling good " Lyarra responded.

" Oh, I get it your tummy hurts, perhaps some tea will help " Arya suggested

Lyarra had to agree. She had yet to tell her sister about the pregnancy, and she wanted to. The timing simply was not right.

" You'll be back to your feet in no time, " Arya said.

" I am not so sure about that, " Lyarra thought as she laid a hand on her stomach thinking of her unborn child knowing she would start to grow bigger soon

Arya raised a brow at Lyarra's sudden hesitation. *She's not feeling like herself. Did Ser Jaime stick his thing inside her*?

" This is because of Ser Jaime isn't it, he stick his thing in you and now you're feeling unwell did he hurt you " Arya rambled out.

" Perhaps he is the cause of why you're I'll " Arya added.

Lyarra did not want Arya to find out, *not this way*. She ran from the training yard, and back to the chambers. She was feeling nauseous, and she was lucky to still spill her guts into the chamber pot.

" Blasted Arya "  She reflected as she continued to retch.

" My lady are you alright," A voice said behind her

" I'm fine, " Lyarra said as she continued to puke her guts out.

She turned around for a split second and saw Ser Barristean standing there with a concerned look.

" You are far from fine Lady Lyarra " Ser Barristean exclaimed.

" Ser Barristean, please I am fine just don't tell anyone what you saw especially The Queen, My Husband, and Lord Tywin " Lyarra pleaded.

" I won't I am a man of my word, " Ser Barristean said sincerely.

" Thank you " Lyarra smiled softly.

" How far along are you, " Ser Barristean asked.

Lyarra looked up at him confused and suddenly she started to panic

" How did you know " Lyarra whispered.

" It wasn't hard to figure out, I used to serve Princess Shaena and when she was with child she would constantly throw up, feel dizzy, and pale a bit, " Ser Barristean said sadly starting to remember his times with the princess of dragon stone.

"The Princess Shaena? What was she like? " Lyarra asked.

" She was beautiful, gentle, kind, generous, Princess Shaena was a people person she and her brother Rhaegar would head down to the flee bottom pass out food and sing to the children in the orphanage " Ser Barristean smiled.

" She was the queen that was meant to be but never got the chance to be "

" Your uncle Brandon adored her so much, the two loved one another very deadly "

" Yeah, my father told me she sounds like a loving person I wish I could've gotten to meet her " Lyarra signed.

" She would love you " Ser Barristean repiled.

" Thanks again for checking up on me  " Lyarra mumbled.

" If you ever need me my lady  I will be there for you and I shall keep your secret safe until you are ready to inform everyone " Ser Barristean swore.

" I appreciate that " Lyarra smiled.

Ser Barristean nodded and bowed before leaving the room leaving the young ice dragon alone in her thoughts.

Meanwhile in Fleebottom

As Catelyn and Ned were at flee bottom speaking lowly with one another and the information they just learned from Petyr Baelish.

Ned didn't trust him one bit and wondered if this was a plot of his or something, Catelyn on the other fully placed her trust in her childhood friend.

" Ned, the dagger belongs to Tyrion Lannister, the same dagger that the assassin used to try to kill Bran " Catelyn whispered shouted.

"  I know " Ned signed.

" This was a mistake, you coming down south taking the girls with you I should've never let it happen" Catelyn exclaimed.

" what's done is done Cat " Ned said.

" Ned, we can't allow Lyarra to stay here with The Lannisters, I know before I wanted her to marry badly but that was a mistake I should've never forced my hand, " Catelyn said.

Ned nodded knowing his wife was right, he would never leave his little girl behind especially knowing that The Lannister was capable of his son Bran's attempted assassination.

" Ned you have to find a way to somehow annual Lyarra's marriage to the kingslayer, now that we know that the Lannisters had a hand in Bran's assassination, I don't want Lyarra, Sansa or Arya in king's landing anymore " Catelyn exclaimed.

" Cat, I can't annul the marriage we signed an agreement with Lord Tywin and The King " Ned exclaimed.

"Then break it, ask Robert if he can annul the marriage " Catelyn pushed on.

" He won't, Lord Tywin is funding the crown expenses, Robert would be a fool to anger him " Ned answered.

" I will not have my daughter stay here with these people " Catelyn hissed.

" I know, I will speak to the king about it on the morrow," Ned said.

" Have you seen Rickon " Catelyn asked?

" I have he's very happy here, Fuyutyski is teaching him to sword fight " Ned responded.

" I don't want Rickon staying here anymore " Catelyn exclaimed.

" Cat, he'll be safe here " Ned reassured his wife.

" I don't like him around that foreigner " Catelyn huffed.

" Fuyutyski has been a good and loyal friend to us he has looked out for us since the beginning " Ned sternly said.

" Yes, he has " Catelyn nodded knowing it wasn't right to judge the strange man, but was still suspicious of him.

All she had wanted was normalcy but the day that Fuyutyski and Samara came into their lives, their days have been filled with strange and weird things.

Though she did appreciate Samara for teaching Lyarra how to control her magic more and to stop being afraid of herself.

The Tully mother was always curious about how her eldest daughter was born with magic but the rest of her children did not inherit it.

Ned had claimed some of his past ancestors were mastery ice benders and Bran The Climber who had built Winterfell some had said he was an excellent master at ice magic and had used his magic to create Winterfell or what the legends said.

She didn't believe in the legends at first but was starting to, since Lyarra was a child she was special and unique from the rest of her siblings.

She was different and stood out more and was a replica of Brandon Stark her past old love.

Which Catelyn found strange when she stared at her eldest daughter Lyarra she could see Brandon right through her eyes.

But all of her children had the north in them, Arya her youngest daughter some say she took after the she-wolf Lyanna Stark.

Maybe it was just a coincidence of Lyarra taking off Brandon seeing as he was her uncle but then again she took after him in many ways more so than Ned himself.

People would sometimes whisper that  Lyarra was Brandon's daughter, not Ned's.

But at last, she wasn't, she was Ned's daughter sometimes Catelyn had always wondered if Brandon had lived and never married that dragon stealer  Shaena Targaryen, would they be happy, would he love her?

That was a question that she would never get, for her Brandon was dead and had loved another woman.

          
Author Note

So Catelyn is starting to put the pieces together a bit, she loved Brandon a lot and envy Shaena for stealing him from him but doesn't realize Brandon never loved her

Lyarra and Ser Barristean have a moment, I will include more moments between them

Arya is catching on a bit and is still questioning what Jaime stuck inside of Lyarra lol

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