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“Arya, young ladies do not handle weapons, put that bow down this instant!”
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Catelyn silently cursed the wolf, but there was her baby, her Rickon looking at her sleepily. She had dreamed of this moment for months, she’d be damned if the stupid wolf ruined it.
“Why don’t you send Shaggydog out, Sweetling. Let Mama keep you company.” She said sweetly, noting how shaggy her son looked himself. “My, what happened to your hair?”
“No Shaggy stays.” Rickon mutters, crawling into her lap and pulling the wolf with him by the ear. “He’s my best friend.” He rubs his tired blue eyes and blinks in the dim light. “They kept trying to cut it.” He pouts, his lower lip sticking out exaggeratedly. “An-and they wanted to give me baths. But only you can give me baths and cut my hair. Just you. Shaggy bit them when they tried, he’s a good boy.” He places a sloppy, wet kiss on the animal’s forehead and the dog licks his cheek, still watching Catelyn warily out of one bright green eye.
Cat didn’t have the heart to scold him, though she knew she should, he was just so sweet half asleep and cuddling close to her just as he had as a tiny babe at her breast.
“Well, we’ll have to fix that won’t we?” Catelyn said rubbing Rickon’s back, “I’m sorry I was away for so long, Sweetling, but I’m back now.”
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“Rickon, wake up, Sweetling. Mama’s home.”
Rickon rolls over and moves his face from where it’s pressed against Shaggy dog. He’d been sleeping where ever he felt like of late and currently that was in the hay loft of the stable. It was warm here and no one looked for him or tried to cut his hair. He reaches up and rubs his eyes.
“Mama?” He mumbles hopefully. Shaggydog raises his head and bares his teeth. “Shaggy tha’s Mama.”
Catelyn silently cursed the wolf, but there was her baby, her Rickon looking at her sleepily. She had dreamed of this moment for months, she’d be damned if the stupid wolf ruined it.
“Why don’t you send Shaggydog out, Sweetling. Let Mama keep you company.” She said sweetly, noting how shaggy her son looked himself. “My, what happened to your hair?”
"I need to buy a pregnancy test" - Lyanna
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Catelyn arched an eyebrow at her sister-in-law, Jon was still nursing at the wet nurse's breast and here was Lyanna possibly pregnant again.
“Alright, come with me, I’ll take you to the midwife in Winter Town.”
Pregnancy Starters
"Let's make a baby"
"I'd be a terrible mother"
"You're on the pill, right?"
"I need to buy a pregnancy test"
"It's positive"
"It's negative"
"We'll keep trying"
"I'm going to be a father?"
"Who's the father?"
"But we used a condom"
"Are you going to find out the sex?"
"I can't see my feet"
"That's my baby in there"
"Have you thought about names yet?"
"Are you planning on raising this baby on your own?"
"It's twins"
"The baby's kicking"
"The baby's coming"
"Push"
"I lost the baby"
"I'm giving it up for adoption"
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“Lyanna, it’s late you should rest,” Catelyn said as she watched her good sister, Robert would be arriving any day to take Lyanna south, she would need all her strength for the journey.
“Let me help you back to your rooms.”
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Lady Shireen was an unfortunate child, especially to be sent north, so far from home. Cat felt pity for her, as she reminded the elder of herself when she had first come to Winterfell.
“Come here, Shireen, come sit beside me.”
Obediently, Shireen stepped over to the Lady of Winterfell and sat down next to her. “Was there something you wanted to talk to me about, my lady?” She asked timidly as she looked up at Lady Catelyn. She wondered if something was wrong- if she had done something bad without realising, or if something had happened to her father…
“How are you, Shireen, are you settling in alright?” Catelyn asked kindly, she didn’t want to frighten the child. Gods knew that she was already frightened as it was.
“Is there anything I could do to make you more comfortable?”
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“Sansa, let me help with your hair, Sweetling.” Catelyn said picking up the brush and working it through her daughter’s hair.
“Did you enjoy the feast?”
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“Welcome to Winterfell, My Lord.” Catelyn murmured she was glad to have Leia and Han’s adopted son here with her family.
“How is your Lady mother? It’s been too long since we’ve seen each other.”
Finn gently bowed his head to Catelyn before looking into her eyes with his amethyst eyes again. “I thank you for your welcome, My Lady.”
Finn couldn’t remember when was the last time he saw Lady Catelyn – now doubt he had to have been a young child at that time. He was now a man grown, his nineteenth name day having passed not that long ago, and now the Lord of House Solo and Skane.
“She has her health. Still mourning my father, but ever strong as always.” He replied. “She sends her greetings.”
“We are truly sorry to hear about your father.” It was disgraceful, the way Han Solo had died, slain by his own son Ben, poor Leia must be beside herself in grief.
“Please, come inside, you must be hungry and in need of rest after your long journey.”
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“Brienne, are your rooms to your liking?” Catelyn asked, since returning to Winterfell Catelyn felt more in her element.
“Is there anything I can get you?”
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“Winterfell is yours, Your Grace.” She had to give up her home and her son’s crown for this stranger, and Catelyn hated it, but she also didn’t want to endanger what remained of her family.
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“Welcome to Winterfell, My Lord.” Catelyn murmured she was glad to have Leia and Han’s adopted son here with her family.
“How is your Lady mother? It’s been too long since we’ve seen each other.”
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“Rickon, wake up, Sweetling. Mama’s home.”
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“Benjen, it’s been too long.” Catelyn smiled embracing her good brother, the man of the watch didn’t often come to Winterfell, but when he did it was a joyous occassion.
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Lady Shireen was an unfortunate child, especially to be sent north, so far from home. Cat felt pity for her, as she reminded the elder of herself when she had first come to Winterfell.
“Come here, Shireen, come sit beside me.”
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It was late, and all of Winterfell was supposed to be asleep. Catelyn herself was supposed to be abed with Ned, but something told her to go check the halls.
So she was surprised when she stumbled upon Princess Myrcella, wandering the halls just as Catelyn was. Curtsying deeply to the little girl, Cat smiled warmly at the child.
“Your Grace, can you not sleep? The hour is very late.”
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