You are his precious little girl that he loves like no other, you're are his bundle of joy and practically always bound to his side. Despite what your mother thinks, you help you father out with his duties quite a lot and everyone respects you as you respect them.

You're a very well behaved little girl that everyone seemed to love.

Your father never let you out of his sight and he was overprotective as well as teaching you as much as he could in one sitting but you were easily distracted.

Your mother would always try to get you to take lessons with the Septa and learn to be a proper lady but you couldn't sit still. Cregan had caught on to the fact you needed something to do... you couldn't just sit in one place.

Cregan made sure to try and always keep you busy as it was the easiest away to keep you from getting into trouble with you mother while also being the easiest way to track you.

However, you were terrified of storms. So one Summer night, the day had slowly grown dark from the sun setting and storm clouds moving through the sky. It started pouring over Winterfell late into the night and the thunder woke you up.

The next thunder was a large boom and it scared you right out of bed, you moved through the castle with one of the guards following you as you didn't trust anything in the castle except for your mother and father.

You entered your parents room and crawled into the bed besides Cregan. "F-father..." you shook him lightly, with sniffles. You didn't like storms whatsoever.