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// I've lost the muse for this blog so she's going on an indefinite hiatus. I might come back like during winter break or maybe in the summer, but currently I can barely find time for some of my blogs as it is. So I'm putting Arya on hiatus.
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+6 found the bog devil
"I hope you have reason to come here," he said in a low voice. Â He did not take kindly to visitors as of late, especially not ones who were unannounced. Â "I would ask you to leave but I fear you would not abide by that request."
"Is this how you greet all of the members of House Stark, or just the girls?"
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"Iâll show you all the good hiding spots if you want to get away from the Septa." Lyanna smiled back.Â
"That sounds like fun."
"Then we have something to look forward to." Â she said and turned to the sound of menâs footsteps through the woods. "seems they sent a search party."
"Then I shall show you a good place to hide." She grinned motioning for Lyanna to follow her. The men had yet to find Arya's secret hideout in the woods. She had prided herself on that fact alone.
She thought for a moment, a long while.  âAreâŚyou related to Lyanna Stark?â
"I am. How do you know my aunt?"
"I knew herâŚif only in brief meetings."
"Was she as wonderful as father makes her sound?"
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"Iâll show you all the good hiding spots if you want to get away from the Septa." Lyanna smiled back.Â
"That sounds like fun."
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Homework has got me deep in it's grips still. I'll be on sometime this weekend I hope.
She thought for a moment, a long while.  âAreâŚyou related to Lyanna Stark?â
"I am. How do you know my aunt?"
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"Forgive me but have we met? Â I fear you look familiar but I cannot place the name."
"I'm sorry my lady, but I've never seen you before in my life."
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"Me neither. My father might throw a fit that I skipped sewing but I am bonding with you over our common contempt on that activity."
"My father would most likely be upset also. Mother will be livid though. We can always say that we were off sewing together."
"Yes and that the wilderness was a better inspiration than a stuffy old tower room with chatting women. Maybe someday you will get to see Karhold."
"I like the way you think Lady Layanna." Arya grinned at her. "I hope I do. Father says it's important to know your people."
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Tell Me a Story
Eddard sighed and frowned slightly at that. As much as he loved the both of them, sometimes he thought Arya resembled Lya too much for her own good. âShe was a handfull, just like you. - he tried to smile, and found out it wasnât quite that hard, once he remembered his sisterâs smiling face, her cheeks bright pink for a ride in the woods - My father used to say she had the wolfâs blood in her.â he shook his head, and kissed his child on top of her head. The wolfâs blood. His brother Brandon had it too. Look how it ended.
Arya knew that talking about Aunt Layanna made Eddard sad, but she loved hearing about her aunt. She listened intently watching his face as he talked. "Do I have wolfs blood, daddy?" She asked innocently hoping that he would say yes. If she had the wolfs blood then she was one step closer to being more like her aunt.
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"Me neither. My father might throw a fit that I skipped sewing but I am bonding with you over our common contempt on that activity."
"My father would most likely be upset also. Mother will be livid though. We can always say that we were off sewing together."
Tell Me a Story
Arya leaned into her fatherâs touch smiling. âI was hoping you could tell me a story.â She said as she climbed up into his lap. She settled in on his lap taking one of his hands in her smaller ones. âNo yet.â She shook her head looking up at him.Â
"Not yet, uhm? - he smiled, brushing back her dark tangled hair and waiting patiently for her to accomodate her small body in his lap - And what story would you like to hear, darling?" he asked, humming softly. Ned knew far too well this was just an excuse to stay up a little bit longer.
"No. Not yet." She shook her head and snuggled up against his chest. She thought for a moment playing with her father's hand. "Tell me a story about Aunt Layanna." She loved hearing stories about her aunt. She was everything that Arya wanted to be when she grew up.
Tell Me a Story
Lord Eddard Stark was still in the library, working over some parchment even at that late houre. In the yellow light of the candles, his eyes were tired and sore, but he managed to keep his focus.
He missed the creak of the door opening though, and was almost startled to find Arya next to him, pulling at the fabric of his trousers. He smileda and shook his head slightly, caressing his little girl face. âWhatâs the matter, pup? - he asked her, pushing back his chair to welcome her in his arms - Not tired enough to sleep?â
Arya leaned into her father's touch smiling. "I was hoping you could tell me a story." She said as she climbed up into his lap. She settled in on his lap taking one of his hands in her smaller ones. "No yet." She shook her head looking up at him.Â
Adventures with Aunt Lyanna
Lyanna was sat beside open windows, eyes cast up towards the grey sky above the castle, lost in thought. The book in her lap was long forgotten though her fingers still traced itâs pages. A knock at her door started the woman from her revery, sending the book tumbling to the ground. A flash of irritation surged through her at the intrusion but it was instantly quelled by the sound of her nieces voice. As long as it wasnât the maester coming to politely suggest that join the rest of the family for dinner again. Rising to her feet, she bent to retrieve her book, tossing it onto her bed.
Opening the door she looked down at Arya with a smile âHello sweet one, come in!â Lyanna stepped aside so the girl could enter the cool chambers âYou havenât visited me in quite some time, have you been well?â
Arya smiled back at her Aunt and entered her room when she moved for her to do so. "Hello Aunt Lyanna." She said with a bounce in her step. She was always happy to see Lyanna. She was the only one other than Jon that seemed to understand her so well.Â
"I've been well, but the Septa insists that I spend some time with the other girls sewing. Today I told her that I was going to sew with you. Apparently she believed we would actually be sewing." She snickered lightly and looked up at her aunt. "I thought we could go on an adventure!"
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"That is true, I couldnât cook anything edible maybe a roasted squirrel but that is about all i could cook. Though I do have my fatherâs gift to talk people to get them on my side. Handy skill when you have three brothers who seem prone to try to get you in trouble. Do you think anyone is missing us at the castle yet?"
Arya thought about it. "I don't think that would work unless you can persuade some cooks to the kitchen." A smirk crossed her lips. "Probably, but I don't want to go back yet."
"They are when youâre not scared or worried about something."
"Why do I even try?"
"Because we're supposed to be nice to each other?"
