LYANNA STARK.

the she-wolf of winterfell.

[LYANNA STARK. @OfBloodAndRoses]

❝There are dreams that cannot be, and there are storms we cannot weather.❞

Lyanna of House Stark. Also known as the She-Wolf. Descriptive. Mature themes and trigger warnings. Ships with chemistry. Retweets appreciated.

[LYANNA STARK. @OfBloodAndRoses]

@DameOfWinter Running up to her mother after dismounting her horse, Lyanna threw her arms around her and she buried her face into the woman’s neck. After all that had happened, she was so glad to see her mother.

“Mama.”

[LYANNA STARK. @OfBloodAndRoses]

@HerSweetWit — condemn me as the enemy. I did not ask for this!”

[LYANNA STARK. @OfBloodAndRoses]

@HerSweetWit “I do not look at your husband in any way.”

Her words were sharp like her tongue. That girl might be the future queen but Lyanna’s temper got the better of her as she gripped the rose crown tightly.

“Be careful what you imply, princess. I came here in peace and you —

[LYANNA STARK. @OfBloodAndRoses]

@BoreusLupus “As long as we stick together.”

They would need each other before the end, Lyanna knew. Jon needed her and she him. Grasping his hands, she nodded.

“I love you, Jon. Never forget that.”

[LYANNA STARK. @OfBloodAndRoses]

@ofdragonstcne She could die happily kissing those lips. His kisses were intoxicating. Tangling her fingers through his hair, she smiled against his lips.

“I must tell you something,” she whispered. She could feel her heart pounding in her throat.

“I am with child.”

[LYANNA STARK. @OfBloodAndRoses]

@HerSweetWit — Rhaegar had given to her; truthfully she didn’t want to give the crown to Elia because she was completely smitten with the prince, but Lyanna knew it was the right thing to do.

[LYANNA STARK. @OfBloodAndRoses]

@HerSweetWit Lyanna’s stomach turned into knots upon catching the sight of Elia Martell. Such a small woman could be so intimidating, and Lyanna kept a noticeable distance between the two of them.

“This belongs to you,” Lyanna said as shaky fingers gripped the crown of blue winter roses —

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@BoreusLupus “You have too,” Lyanna whispered. It was the first time fear managed to enter her voice and Lyanna did her best to hide it from her child. She couldn’t loose him. He was all she had left.

“Be strong, little pup. The pack survives.”

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@ofdragonstcne But Lyanna was afraid, afraid to loose him, afraid to be without him. But she tried to ignore it for the time being. He was here with her now, and that was what mattered most. So standing on her toes, she leaned in closer to kiss his lips and she smiled. Why was she so lucky?

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@ofdragonstcne “Together.”

Lyanna nodded. Together, by his side is where she wanted to be. In truth it didn’t really matter where as long as she was with him. Placing her hands on his chest, she smiled.

“I love you.”

[LYANNA STARK. @OfBloodAndRoses]

@hisdutyishonor — I will not! I will not marry a man who cannot keep to one bed! And do not deny it, Ned. I have heard the stories of Robert and his “activities”. I won’t be another whore for him to bed!”

[LYANNA STARK. @OfBloodAndRoses]

❝Promise me, Ned.❞

Starter for @hisdutyishonor.

Lyanna was in shock. Surely their father didn’t mean that? She was to marry who? Robert Baratheon? No. No, this much be a dream, a very bad dream she hoped to wake from soon. She couldn’t marry that man. No. No, she —

[LYANNA STARK. @OfBloodAndRoses]

@hisdutyishonor Listen? Lyanna was beyond the capability to listen in that moment for her rage and anger clouded whatever better judgement she may hold. Slamming her fists into her brother’s chest, she shook her head fiercely.

“I must? I must do nothing! Or is my life no longer my own? No, —

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@cursedzaldrizes — gaze upon the silver prince. He was even more beautiful than she remembered.

“I did not think I would see you again.”

[LYANNA STARK. @OfBloodAndRoses]

@cursedzaldrizes — caught up in the moment. She took his arm and she followed him out of the hall to a much quieter place in the castle; Robert would not have noticed she left for he was too drunk to even stand.

Realizing his arm, the she-wolf took a step away and turned so she could —

[LYANNA STARK. @OfBloodAndRoses]

@OfMorningSword — proud of her.

The she-wolf got up after being knocked to the ground by the knight. Wiping her hair from her face, her body ached but her heart was full.

“Again!”

[LYANNA STARK. @OfBloodAndRoses]

Starter for @ofmorningsword.

“Ser Arthur.”

Damn it. Caught red-handed. Would the famed knight give up her secret? The she-wolf stood dressed in aged mismatched armour, holding a shield with the image of a weirwood painted on it. Fuck. This was bad.

“Do not tell anyone.”

[LYANNA STARK. @OfBloodAndRoses]

@OfMorningSword — up the practise sword from the ground, she grinned her teeth and nodded.

“Again,” she said, trying her best to be as ready as she could be. A blade would never be dishonoured in her hand. She refused to fail. She would do her best to be a worthy student, to make Arthur Dayne —

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@BoreusLupus — alone and that frightened her, worried her. How could she protect him! Her little pup?

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@BoreusLupus “I know,” she whispered, “but it did happen and you did your best, which is all anyone can ask of you, Jon. With great power comes great responsibility, and you understand that.”

If she could carry the burden for him, she would, but it was something she knew Jon must face —