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Shireen pattered about the halls of Winterfell, making as much impact upon its stone as a mouse skittering over it would. Selyse was asleep, as the child knew she should be too, but she didn’t dare try, not yet. She wasn’t so tired as to want to succumb to the nightmares she knew were waiting for her...

She would have to, at some point. But not yet, not yet. 

Perhaps, the maesters could give her a sleeping drug of some sort... That might be the best course of action. 

Besides, she had word through the whisperings of soldiers that someone was coming; likely, she reasoned, to see Jon Snow now the man was back in his home. The curiosity was enough to keep the exhaustion at bay a little longer, and she waited patiently to hear of the arrival of the stronghold’s new guest.

With luck, it would be good news. 

The princess certainly hoped so! 

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It was a miracle that any of them had gotten out of Isla Nublar in one piece, one she hadn't expected to make it was Robert Muldoon, but the little she knew about the man, she honestly wasn't surprised.

Once she had got the power restored, she had found Robert in the jungle after he had been attacked by the raptor, flagging down Alan, they had been able to get him to the bunker and then out with the rest of them when the helicopters arrived.

This was the opportunity of a lifetime! After watching what happened all those years ago with the Park, she never lost her love for paleontology and paleobiology. Alexandra made sure she got the degree she wanted and Duncan had to deal with it. So when her professor mentioned the internship opportunity with Masrani Global to help with the Park she couldn't turn it down.

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Shireen saw the man a moment before he saw her; she imagined her skirts rustling in the grass had given her away... She froze, holding her charred stag figurine to herself, as she picked up on a tenseness in the air between them. Something was going on, something she did not understand as yet, she could feel it... 

“Th-thank you, ser,” she spoke softly, before her own attention was drawn to a deadly soft movement close to her. It reminded her of her nightmares of being stalked by wolves in the woods... That unease ended any attempts to assure herself that it was something harmless she had heard. “There’s something there...” Her tone didn’t raise as she gave her warning, and the young girl remained very still, eyes searching the plants around her without moving her head. 

“Ser... please help me...”    

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Shireen looked shyly to the mun whom smiled back at her.

“It’s all right, you can be honest.”

“I don’t think she would unless in very favourable circumstances. She would probably do something silly and get herself killed. But... I know that if I was in her world, I would be all right. She would look after me.”