She had not seen snow for the last few months, so when she had seen the white frozen masses scattered on the ground and some flakes settling in her hair, Leynia had bent down in her grey winter-styled dress, collected the powder into form a ball of sorts and then without warning, flung it at her father, who didn’t look impressed. Shireen, though, had laughed and then gathered her own snowball to throw back at her sister.
Selyse had been nearly mute the whole time since leaving Dragonstone and the woman looked at her daughters, stating, “Young princesses do not behave such as you two.” Leynia turned to her mother, with a big grin on her face, “Who said I wanted to be a princess? I grew up as a Huntress, a fighter, and not someone who can sit there all day beside a man I probably won’t be able to stand being with.” She said, before throwing another ball at her sister. Melissandre watched before whispering something to Stannis, who Leynia had glared at the woman, allowing Shireen the chance to pelt her sister in the face with a snowball, which shocked Lea.
They were a day or two outside of Castle Black, and with a rider coming towards them, the girls ceased their snowball fight, when she heard news, “Your Highness, Lord Commander Mormont had fallen.”
“It’s not true,” Stannis stated, looking at his eldest daughter before nodding, “Take a small group with you, help the Night’s Watch with whatever is needed. You will have Lady Leynia with you.” Leynia knew her sister was going to object, but she had bent down in front of her sister. “Don’t worry about me, I have been able to fend off wolves and bears before knowing I was a Baratheon.”
“But humans are-” Shireen started, but Leynia shook her head, blue eyes staring at the ones glazed with a bit of panic, “I can fend for myself, sister. When you and father ride in, I will be healthy as a horse.” She had sent word for Lady to be ready for her as she grabbed her sword, knowing it was more of an intimidation than a tool to fight with, her bow and a full quiver of arrows before she mounted up with ten other men and followed the scout to Castle Black, feeling a bit more dread in her soul, yet she didn’t know what the cause of it would be.
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