"Everybody is a genius. But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid." — Albert Einstein

I don't own Game of Thrones.

Prologue

Stars brightly shown up into the skies as they began falling from the heavens.

[Narrating Voice]

I am going to tell you a story about a girl who would change the eyes of man. About the pirate who wished to capture her. About the North in Moat Cailin; where the fairies and Children of the forest roamed the lands. But this isn't the story you've heard before, because sometimes friends begin as enemies, and enemies begin as friends. Sometimes to truly understand how things end, we must first know how they begin.

[Scene changes in the North]

LOCATION: RILLS

The rain is drowning the lands. There is no sound of the thunder, but shown bright lights of them. The waters are rising when they had to evacuate their common homes and come to the Ryswell halls. The wetness is reaching into their homes and they are praying that this storm should pass. It felt like the sea waters are overflowing their lands and many fear that they will drown. Was a punishment sent from the Gods? Or did they see it fit to send them their champion?

A scream is sounded into the halls. A young woman cries out in pain and her body is exhausted as it trembles through her pain. It is so much painful that she has to go through. She is sweating and gasping for air when she felt another hit on her lower back. She groans and screams as another contraction hit her again. She never trusts a Maester to attend to her, but she was in the army of midwives.

"Milady you're doing fine." One midwife said. As she damps her forehead with her cloths and whispers encourage words.

This woman who is in labor is Lady Barbrey Ryswell. She was born into House Ryswell as the younger daughter of Lord Rodrik Ryswell.

She is giving birth to her first child. Yet this is not the child of her betrothed. No, this child belongs to Brandon Stark.

Brandon wanted to marry her and she does too. But that fool of his father refuses it's that entire bitch Tully fault. Now Barbrey's child and Brandon's will be a Snow, yet she heard a loud commotion out in her halls.

"MY LORD STARK, YOU CAN'T ENTER IN THE CHAMBERS!"

"I AM THE FATHER AND I WILL ATTEND THERE!"

Barbrey tears shown as she heard him. The doors opened up with a bang.

BANG!

'I think he broke the doors,' she thought about it. Judging by the cracking noise and splinter wood is spread.

It's him, Brandon Stark! He had grey eyes and was tall and handsome. He removed his wet cloak and by her bedside and hold her hand.

He is all drenched and wet from the rain, but she doesn't care. He came for her.

"Brandon…"

"Don't worry, I'm here. Focus on the baby."

So, Barbrey sits up a bit, with Brandon's assisting her by sitting behind her, she square her shoulders and took a minute to breathe in order to push. So she did push.

She screams in agony, but didn't stop pushing her baby out.

Come on! You can do it!

"Oh milady, I can see its head coming!" Maester praised her. He continues his job to help Barbrey bring her baby into the world.

"Shut up, you grey rat!" she screams in agony, but annoyed by him.

Barbrey continues pushing her baby, her tears mixed in her sweat while her body jolted at the pain she is experiencing. She felt that her baby is frightened, but Barbrey wants to assure her child that she is here. Yet Brandon read her mind. Brandon presses his hand gently on her womb.

"It's alright. I'm here. Your mother and father want to see you too." Oh, what joy she has expected. Brandon gave her baby comfort.

She tells herself, 'just a little more.'

It was most unbearable pain she has to go through. She most likely blames her beloved on giving her this child. She is cursing him on making her go through her pain alone.

"DAMN YOU, BRANDON!"

"I know darling."

"GO JUMP IN THE RIVER!"

"It won't take long."

She remembers her old septa once said, "This child will no doubt be an Enigma. For it is said, they are very different people who will keep surprising them."

She always thought that it was bullshit….but now she believes it. She gives out a one final loud screams that was drowned by a final thunder that had struck down. Then the storm had suddenly stops.

The water flooding is starting to lower itself and suddenly gone. Everyone in her halls are praising and thanking the Gods for sparing them.

Not one sound of a baby cries. Barbrey started to get worried.

"What's happening!? Why isn't my baby crying!?"

Brandon's arms wrapped around her as she started crying and fearing that their baby is dead.

"Calm down, milady. She's just sleeping." A midwife showed her. She showed her the baby. Her baby is soundly asleep.

She? Oh, a baby girl. She begins to cry in relief that her strong baby lives.

She couldn't contain her excitement. She needed to see her baby.

"Give her to me. Now." She demands it. She reaches out for her baby girl. She wanted to see her first born daughter.

She was smiling at her lightly has given her daughter and she lightly saw her baby. She has tufts hair a black as raven and her skin is a bit reddish from birth.

Now she is curious about her eyes. Her daughter opened her eyes. She has silver lunar like. Barbrey is surprise by her eyes, yet she couldn't help herself, but couldn't look away from her eyes. A perfect daughter and she is hers forever.

She softly cooed her daughter and gently rocky her smoothly.

All the midwives are cooing at the newborn baby.

One of the midwives opens the window, but she wasn't expecting this sight.

"Milady! The storm just stops!" she shouted.

Barbrey looked at the window far bit. Her eyes widen bit that it is true. The storm itself has stop and the sun is rising up with its light had shown brightly and a rainbow can be seen clearly. She was awed at it. It was as if there has never been a storm. This must be a new world for her daughter to be born.

Brandon smiles at her buddle. Barbrey proudly lifted up her daughter for him to hold. He looked at his child with a soft gaze on his daughter. Her eyes were full of curiosity when she looked around the room.

"You did well." He praised her. She nodded proudly to him. He walked with his daughter in his arms.

"Hello, pup. I'm your papa. There was no way that I was going to miss your birth. I'm sorry you have to be named Snow. If I have enough power, I could have married your mother and you would be named Stark."

His daughter calmly looks at him, but he doubted that she understands what's going on?

"But just in case, I am going to convince father to tell the King to name you, Stark. No matter what people said, "I will always choose you above all things."

His daughter started to whimper a bit and crying. It's feeding time. Brandon's knows as he gave his daughter to the mother. She began to breastfeed her. Such hunger the child has.

Now here is the question what name shall she be given?

Aryanna Stark.

Barbrey suggested that name. Brandon looked down at his daughter and nodded.

"Aryanna the tow names from the Stark family and my sister, Lyanna. You are going to do great things. I just know it."

That's it. This is a story about Aryanna Snow and she is the daughter of Brandon Stark and Barbrey Dutsin. I hope you like it. Also, reviews and pm me will be appreciate. I also, hope you had a great Thanksgiving.

Have a good day.