''Lady Amelia Lannister you have been summoned to Lord robb king of the norths camps.'' Amelia looked to Bran before standing up.
'Bye Bran.' She kissed his head as he grabbed her hand.
'I don't want you to go. I don't want her to go.' Bran told the guards.
'sorry little lord. The king of the north demands it.'
'I fear my time has come.' Amelia told him. 'it has been a honor getting to know you.' Amelia told him and he saw the tears in her eyes.
'he wont kill you.' Bran told her.
'I think he is going to use me as leverage and if he doesn't get use of me....' her words drifted off. 'goodbye Bran. You are the best of the starks.'
'don't go.' Bran begged.
''Time to go princess. ''
''No''. Bran repeated and amelia looked to ser rumlow with a shaky breath.
''It's okay.'' Amelia whsipered pressing her forehead to Brans
''Dont go. I dont want you to go.'' Bran told her. Amelia looked at him with teary eyes. ''Please amelia,'' Bran whimpered. She brought her hands up to his cheeks.
She opened her mouth but didnt know what to say. She blinked and tears rolled down her cheeks.
''Amelia...''
''I love you Brandon Stark.'' Amelia told him and very gently she kissed him. ''I hope we meet again.'' Bran reached for her but she slid away from him. ''Goodbye Bran.''
''I love you Amelia,'' Bran called after her and she offered him the saddest of smiles as Rumlow grabbed her arm dragging her away.
+
''I need to get to Pyke.'' Theon remarked when he landed.
'I'll find you a horse.'
'I'm heading that way. I can take you there.' Yara remarked riding up to them.
'I bet you can.' Theon remarked.
'Have you been at sea long? Or were there just no women where you came from?' Yara questioned smugly.
'''Do you know who I am?''
'You think I offer free rides to every man in jewelry, Lord Greyjoy?'' yara countered.
'Have my things sent up to the castle." Theon remarked as they headed off 'You should give me the reins.''
'I'm a better rider than you.'
'I've been on horseback for the past nine years.' Theon corrected
'Nine years? Do you still know your way around a ship? Have these hands ever touched a rope?'' Yara questioned
'Don't you worry about my hands. The sea is in my blood.'' Theon assured his gaze shifting to the water as his hands slipped into her pants, Yara couldn't help the smug look on her face. ''I have a proposal for my father, one that will make him king again, and me after him.'' Theon informed her as he jumped down.
"Riding with the future prince... what a tale to tell." Yara remarked as theon headed in.
'Father.'
'Nine years, is it? They took a frightened boy. What have they given back?'' Baylor Greyjoy remarked sneering down at Theon.
'A man. Your blood and your heir.' Theon corrected
'We shall see.'' Baylor mused. ''Stark had you longer than I did.''
''Lord Stark is gone.'' Theon informed him
'And how do you feel about that?'
''What's done is done.'' Theon informed him, he knew his father wouldn't care for emotion. ''I've brought you a proposal from Robb Stark.'
''Who gave you those clothes? Was it Ned Stark's pleasure to make you his daughter?'' Baylor teased and Theon looked down at his clothes.
''If my clothes offend you, I will change them.''
''You will.'' Baylor agreed. ''That bauble 'round your neck ... did you pay the iron price for it or the gold?'' Theon stared at him. ''I asked a question. Did you pull it from the neck of a corpse you made or did you buy it to match your fine clothes? Iron or gold?''
''Gold.''
''I'll not have my son dressed as a whore.'' He pulled the necklace from Theon neck and threw it to the fire. 'My fears have come true ... the Starks have made you theirs.'
''My blood is salt and iron.'' Theon corrected feeling their chances slipping away by the moment.
''Yet the Stark boy sends you to me like a trained raven clutching his message.''
''The offer he makes is one I proposed.'' Theon corrected
''He heeds your counsel?'' Baylor questioned impressed
''I've lived with him, hunted with him, fought at his side. He thinks of me as a brother.'' Theon informed him.
'' No, not here, not in my hearing. You will not name him brother, this son of the man who put your true brothers to the sword. Or have you forgotten your own blood?' Baylor spat
'I forget nothing. I remember my brothers. And I remember when my father was a king.'' Theon told him confidently.
''I see. I destroy Robb Stark's enemies for him and he will make me king of the Iron Islands once again.''
'I will lead the attack myself.'' Theon told him
''Oh, you will?''
'I'm your son, your only living heir. Who else?'' Theon offered as the door swung open and Yara stepped in. ''I told you to wait outside. How did you get past the guards?''
''Anything with a cock is easy to fool.'' She remarked
''My dear.'' Baylor said happily
''Yara?'' Theon questioned.
''So good to see you, brother.''
''She can't lead an attack!' Theon exclaimed
'And why not?' Baylor countered
'You're a woman!' Theon exclaimed
'You're the one in skirts.' Yara mused
'This isn't Winterfell, boy. Your sister took over command of your eldest brother's ship after your new father killed him.' Baylor reminded him
'What's dead may never die.' They repeated on command.
'The only nights she's spent off these islands have been spent on the sea. She's commanded men. She's killed men. She knows who she is.' Baylor told him stubbornly and everything Ned stark had raised him to be flew out into the sea.
''No man gives me a crown. I pay the iron price. I will take my crown, for that is who I am.'' Theon assured.
''That is who we have always been.''
'You won't stand a chance against the Lannisters on your own.'' Baylor reminded him
''Who said anything about the Lannisters? '' Theon countered
+
''Uncle jaime!" amelia declared hugging him tight.
''My sweet girl.'' jaime said breathlessly as she hugged him his hand bound behind his back. ''Are you alright? did they hurt you?'
''I'm okay.'' she said through smiffles but she jumped at the sound of grey wind snarling.
''She has nothing to do with any of this and you know it.'' Jaime barked at robb. ''She was in winterfell when her brother executed your father. ''
''Yes. Her twin. So she can suffer as my family has if our terms are not met.''
+
"I've taken your castle.'
'Theon?' Bran questioned confused as he pulled himself up
''It's Prince Theon now.' he corrected 'Get up. You have to get dressed. I've taken Winterfell. I took it.' But Bran just stared back at him confused ''I'm occupying it. I sent men over the walls with grappling claws and ropes.''
''Why?''
''To take the castle.'' Theon told him.
''You went with Robb''. Bran said trying to piece everything back together
'And he sent me back to Pyke. I'm a Greyjoy. I can't fight for Robb and my father both. Where's Hodor?'' Theon questioned looking around
'I don't know.' Bran answered quietly.
'Find the Halfwit. My men are bringing your people together in the courtyard.' Theon told him
'Why?'
'So you and I can go down and tell them how you've yielded Winterfell to me.' Theon told him
'I won't.' Bran told him
'Yes, you will.'
'I won't.' Bran yelled back 'I'll never yield. We'll fight you and throw you out.' Bran said confidently.
'The castle is mine, but these people are still yours. You'll yield to keep them safe, to keep them alive. That's what a good lord would do. Think carefully about what you want to say.' Theon warned
'Theon. Did you hate us the whole time?' Bran questioned as theon walked out.