BloodLust |Jojen Reed X Reader| |GOT Fanfiction|

|1| The Boy Who Saved Me From The Lions

Aria's POV
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Aria Out of all the names her Parents could of chosen they choose Aria. Don't get me wrong I love my name, my sister Sansa has a beautiful name I wish I was named Sansa like my pretty, perfect sister. I'm Aria Stark, my parents are Eddard Stark, Lord of Winterfell and warden of the north and Catelyn Stark of House Tully. I have 5 siblings and one basted brother, There's Rickon the youngest then there's Bran who is seven years of age then there's Ayra who is seven she and Bran are twins then Jon the basted he is 14 and is one of my favourites out of everyone alongside Ayra, Sansa who is 14 and Me I'm 15 where the oldest Robb is 19 and that's my family.

I was watching Jon and Robb try to teach Bran how to use a bow, I put my hand over my mouth as Ayra fires an arrow from behind Bran it hits dead centre, Bran looks behind him in confusion to see his sister laughing at his failed shots. Bran throws the bow and arrow to the ground and chases after his twin. Jon and Robb chuckle, i walk over to my brothers.

"That was one of the funniest things I have ever seen, Did you see the look on Bran when he found out it was Ayra who shot the arrow?" Chuckled Robb I nod my head getting over the rush of laughter.

I walk over to the bow and pick it up, I have secretly been teaching myself how to hunt and shoot a bow and arrow in wolfs woods, I were pretty good at it. I grab an arrow, placing the arrow on the string I pull it back to my upper cheek-bone. That would of been an weird sight a Lady in a dress made of silk shooting an arrow at a hay bale. I breath out and shoot the arrow it glides through the air it lands in the hale bay and splits Ayra's arrow in half. I lower the bow and turn your head to see my brothers reactions.

Jon had a small smile on his face and Robb had his mouth open impressed. To be honest i was surprised, I hear clapping from above my head, I look up to find it was my father Eddard Stark clapping smiling proudly. I raise my bow in the air jump around happily at my victory, it was hard to impress father.

"I did it, did you see that?" I ask my brothers, smiling from ear to ear. Robb smiles

"Yeah that was quite impressive Ari" Robb says, Jon pats my shoulder.

"I'm gonna go talk to father" I say whistling loudly as I run as fast as my short legs could carry me in the dress, I lift up the bottom of the dress as I race up the towers steps to my father who is waiting at the top. Five more steps, four....three....two...one I push open the large wooden door to be met with my smiling father and an angry mother. I don't notice mother at first as I race to father and hug him tightly.

"Did you see me father, I spilt the arrow in half" I say like an excited puppy who has eaten way too many sweets. Mother sent a look of disapproval my way.

"That is no way, for a lady to act, Aria" My mother said harshly, I was never mothers favourite but I was fathers he was always proud of me and my boyish ways, I never really liked gowns even though I wore them mother would make always saying I would never get a husband, if I do not dress like a lady and act like one too. Sansa was mothers favourite, Sansa acts like a lady and willingly dresses like one too.

"Sorry mother" I say softly, bowing my head so my eyes met with the hard stone floor.

"You should listen to your mother" father said in a tight forced tone, trying to sound disapproval but failing miserably. I flash a quick nervous smile to mother before running- no sprinting- down the steps of the tower to escape mothers angry shouts.

I run without a care in the world, but I know better then to take no care. Father always taught me to be smart and always prepare for the worst and what is to come.

Father, Robb, Jon and Bran had came back from the edge of wolfs woods with seven dire wolfs, one for each stark child plus Jon, I named my Dire wolf Destiny. Dire wolves are the Starks house sign as well as our saying Winter is coming, As for summers last decades and winters can last lifetimes.

----------------------------------------->Nightfall<------------------------------------

I get ready for bed, I sent my handmaiden back to her chambers to sleep as for I can surly sleep without any help. I crawl into the warm bed, I crawl under the furs of bears, deers and other forest creatures and rest my head on the soft bed. I slowly drift into my dreams my fearful dreams that sends tingles down my spine, Drifting into nothingness I welcome the dark with open arms.

-------------------------------------->Dream<-----------------------------------

I was in a forest I was under a big tree that had many trees around it, my dress was beautiful it was a navy blue long sleeved dress it was an inch above the ground it was tight fitting and had a silt up the side I wore black leggings underneath as well as a pair of shiny cream coloured knee high boots. I usually hate dresses but this one was both beautiful and I could hunt and use a bow and arrow with ease.

I turn around in circles admiring the trees and the way most of the leaves has fallen off its branches and lay on the ground in piles. I hear a growl come from behind me I turn around slowly to be met with the eyes of a Lion, it's eyes red as blood, fur as shiny looking as polished diamonds.

I let out a yelp and start to walk backwards always keeping my eyes on the beast. I slip a Tree root trips me sending me backwards but instead of landing in the tree leaves, I land into a pair of warm arms. The pair arms has hooked me under each armpit holding my back to their upper stomach.

"You can't escape it and I won't be always there to catch you when you fall, My lady" said a gentle voice, the voice sounded like a 16 year old old boy, making me more curious as to whom has caught me and confused as to what the lion was doing in a forest. The lion is gone vanished like it has become one with air and floated off to stalk more prey.

The boy pulled me up helping me stand, I decide to look upon the boy who has saved me from the ruthless lion, I turn around to be met with a male as I guessed didn't look a day older than 16 with sandy blonde hair he was dressed in all green. He stood about 3 feet away looking completely calm and not fazed by the encounter with the lion. He felt real all of this felt real.

"Who are you?" I question tilting my head to the left a little, I also wanted to ask what was he doing in my dreams but decide to keep that myself.

"You do know you can't kill the lion" the boy said in a-matter-of-fact tone taking a step closer to you.

"Why not?" I ask annoyed that he would not tell me his name.

"Because the lion is much more bigger and has much more power then you will ever have, Aria Stark" The boy stated, I was taken back that he knew my name well he was a part of my dreams, Only a Dream nothing more nothing less.

"This is just a dream just like all the others, just a weird dream That's all" I say looking deeply into the boys eyes you felt a small attraction to the boy, he took another step closer so you were almost chest to chest.

"You have to wake up now, Love"The boy said before you feel yourself fall to the ground.

------------------------------------->Morning<--------------------------------------  

I wake up with a gasp, my eyes looked around my surroundings finding myself in my sleeping chambers at Winterfell calms me down a little. I hear the door open, my mother enters the room.

"C'mon Aria, King Robert coming today with his children and the Lannisters" mother says placing a gown on my bed "I don't want of that silly business, you act like a lady like Sansa and you do not use a bow or sword or any weapons when we have guests, Ok?"

"Yes mother, I promise" I say my words forced out of my mouth like I was puking but with words instead of my dinner and with a quick goodbye my mother is gone and my handmaiden Clara enters, to help me get into my dress.

"Good morning, My lady" Clara says quietly walking over to the gown as I get out of bed in my night gown I had put on the previous night.

"Thank you Clara" I thank, I sigh thinking of the worst possible out comes of the King of Westeros and Lannisters coming to Winterfell.