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  Third Person POV.Winterfell.

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  The hall of Winterfell was bustling with festivities. The people, already aced to this type of event over the past weeks, having been here multiple times, didn't seem bored; quite the opposite, they always seemed to be ughing as they drank and ate everything avaible to them.

  Bards tio py their instruments while singing, enting many single women who listeo their songs about knights from the south.

  Although Lord Stark didn't particurly enjoy this sort of thing, there was a reason for it: many of the artists here were southerners who came with the king's voy, and the hall was now ied with men seeking s and nobles looking for favors from the monard his family. Ned could do nothing about it, especially when his wife seemed to appreciate it, and his daughter Sansa adored these songs, though the other northerners didn't sympathize with them much, even if they didn't despise them either.

  As the musitinued pying, filling the crowded hall with sound, the main table was the most promi, with the king himself sitting at its ter, ughing and drinking. A serving girl was filling his wine goblet at that moment, until he surprised her by grabbing her, pulling her openly onto his p, and caressing her. Perhaps that was why the queen wasn't by his side. In fact, she had chosen to sit o Catelyn Stark, who watched the king's behavior with a certain anger and disappoi.

  "Your Majesty, this behavior is not very appropriate. Your family is here, watg…" ark ented beside him.

  "Don't be such a bore, Ned! I'm the king, and I want to have some fun, e on!" he excimed, making the serving girl ugh as he held her inappropriately.

  Ned sighed, uo do anything about it. Catelyn looked at the queen beside her, trying to force a smile, while the quee her eyes hard and unyielding. It was a sad sight.

  Cately her and looked at Sansa, who, when she wasn't watg the pri the table, was chatting with her friends—until a meatball flew in her dire, hitting her on the head. Catelyn's eyes widened immediately, seeing Arya do this to her own sister, even in front of her future husband.

  "Robb!" she raised her voice, calling her eldest son, who was versing with Theon and some other northern nobles. Robb didn't seem very fortable with the southern nobles, which made Catelyn slightly uneasy, as she wished he would draw closer to them. Deep down, she dreamed that Robb might marry a southerner from a great house like the Tyrells, believing the union could strehe ties between the north and the south, something her husband disagreed with.

  Robb heard the call and broke off his versation when he saw his mother's look, who ointing at Arya, ughing while Sansa pleaded for someoo make her sister stop. Robb sighed, rose from the table, left his friends, ao Arya, who was already preparing another meatball to throw at her sister. He surprised her.

  "Hey, don't do that!!" Arya excimed as Robb quickly grabbed her in mid-air, pulling her away from the spoon she was using to throw food at Sansa.

  "e with me," Robb said in a serious tone.

  "Wait, Nymeria!" Arya excimed, pointing at the wolf pup she had insisted on pg oable.

  Robb then also picked up Nymeria, Arya's wolf, while carrying his sister and the wolf away to a er.

  "Arya, you o behave. You 't humiliate your sister in front of everyone. She will be the future queen…" Robb said in a serious tone.

  "You don't even like the prince…" she murmured, and Robb couldn't disagree; after all, the boy was very arrogant.

  "Even so…" Robb ented.

  "But she's so stupid! She deserves it!" Arya excimed, grabbing Nymeria from Robb's hands, while Robb's own wolf, Grey Wind, was now at his feet as he lifted him into his arms.

  Robb just sighed as he turned back to his sister. "Arya, your sister is leaving. And you will go to King's Landing along with her and father. Please, behave yourself at least today. This is a farewell party," he said, trying to instill some seo his sister, who sighed and nodded carefully at her brother.

  Deep down, Arya knew she wouldn't see some family members like Ri and Robb, and her mother, for a long time, as they would all stay in Winterfell, while she, Sansa, Bran, and her father would head south.

  In the end, Arya promised she would behave, and Robb nodded, returning to the table with his friends, where Theon Greyjoy, Beallhart, and other young men from northern families were seated.

  "Took care of your little sister, did you?" Theon mocked.

  "Yes, she'll be fine..." Robb replied, not giving it much thought, but notig Arya talking to some guards who were familiar with her fiery temperament and ughing along with her. Theon tio tease.

  "Well, anyway, I noticed one of the girls from House Manderly watg you the whole time. Could it be that our Robb will soon be a itted man?" he said, drawing ughter from the young men around the table.

  "What?" Robb looked at his friend in surprise.

  "There she is," Theon pointed, and Robb looked toward the Manderly family table with the two sisters. One of them, Wyl Manderly, was gng at him, occasionally looking away and then back when he looked her ractically staring at him with a hint of shyness.

  Perhaps it was Lord Manderly who had enced this, after all. It wasn't surprising to Robb, as the Manderlys had already proposed a marriage a few times. Retly, he had brought it up again, but Robb's father always said they should wait.

  "Anyway, let's get back to the subject," Robb tried to end the topic, blushing slightly. After all, he was inexperienced in these matters, and uheon, he wasn't libertine, visiting Winterfell's brothels or sleeping with one of the castle maids.

  "We're talking again about the king, leaving his own queen alone while she sits there by herself, like some maiden..." a northern nobleman muttered quietly, also ging the subject.

  "True! The queen isn't bad at all… actually, she's quite the beauty. I'd love to challenge her tonight," Theon said with a mischievous smile.

  "You're iheon! If anyone hears you say that, they'll cut your to," Robb warned him seriously.

  "It's just between us, anyway. Maybe I'm not as ied in the queen as I was before," he tinued, "after all, there's someone quite intriguing here." Theon said, pointing to Lord Reed's eldest daughter, sitting with her family in a er of the hall.

  Robb's father had asked him to befriend them, as Hownd was a trusted and loyal friend who had saved his life. However, his heir was a bit strange, often speaking in cryptic terms. heless, Robb po invite him over for a versation ter.

  "You're su idiot, Theon. The Reeds aren't known for allowing that kind of thing," Bran ented, irritated.

  Bran was at Robb's table after his brother brought him over. He gnced discreetly at the Reed family's table, set in an isoted er, keeping to themselves, as expected. The Reeds had a reputation in the south for being reserved and rarely leaving their territory. Still, they seemed atteo the movements in the hall, as if looking for someone.

  "Look at that, our Bran is ied in Lady Reed! Do you think your father will arrange a marriage?" Theon teased, notig how Bran seemed eager to defend the girl he, too, was ied in.

  "That's not true!" Bran excimed, as shy as he could be, his face turning redder than Robb's.

  "Theon, stop teasing him," Robb immediately defended his brother, while some other nobles chuckled quietly. Theon just shrugged and dropped the subject.

  The ba tinued, while Ri, the you Stark, was held by a maid. She brought him over to Catelyn, as he insisted on staying a bit longer before being put to bed.

  It was at that moment that Lord Stark's brother, Benjeered the hall, dressed in bck, as always, to enjoy a bit of the evening. Lord Stark noticed his presend stood up, leaving his friend, the king—who tinued flirting with all the maids he could—resigned, as Robert always behaved like this at a in his hall.

  As he left the table and stepped down into the hall, Ned's gaze passed over Jaime Lannister, who stood guarding the royal family at the table, arms crossed, showing none of the posure a Kingsguard should have.

  Ned tinued forward, ign him, although Jaime looked at him with a disdainful gre. Ned might be the Lord of Winterfell, and the rift between them might be signifit, but he had his brother to see right now and didn't want to waste time on Jaime.

  Benjen approached Ned, greeting him, and the two began chatting about trivial matters, as they had already discussed the more serious topics during Benjen's previous nights in Winterfell.

  The ba carried on as the bards stantly rotated on stage to meet the king's demands, who kept asking for more musid drink while caressing the Winterfell serving girls.

  "Your friend is drinking too much, as always, huh?" Benjen remarked, Robert's behavior.

  Ned sighed. "Yes, I'd better go over there and try to calm him down before he drains all the alcohol we have for tonight," Ned said, smiling faintly, resigo Robert's ways, no lohe man he had onown in the past.

  Then, he left Benjen, who gnced around at some of the nobles, notig the mysterious Reeds seated at one of the tables for the first time. He decided to approach them to chat, as they had greatly assisted his brother during the war, and it was rare to see them in Winterfell. He had also been a close friend of Lyanna—it might even have been the first time they'd e north since all the turmoil in the south sixteen years ago.

  At that moment, Benjen passed by one of the side entrao the hall—not the main door, as this was one of the entrances only used by those who weren't nobles. He noticed a Stark guard entering with a young man, which made Benjen narrow his eyes as he looked back, them from behind as they ehe hall.

  He wondered who that man was, feeling something strange about him. But he simply ighe feeling and tinued, until he spotted Lord Reed in the dire he was heading, also keeping his gaze fixed on the same man that Benjen had just observed.

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