Chapter 1 - First Day
Walking through the gates of Winterfell for the first time as a Stark soldier was a proud moment. A young man who had dreamt of fighting for honour and glory since he was a young boy.
Looking around Winterfell, you couldn't help but notice people hustling around the place. The royal family was here. The King wanted Ned Stark, the lord of Winterfell and his greatest friend, to be the new hand of the king. Lord Stark had yet to decide as to whether to accept this offer, which would take him to King's Landing.
"Oi you, come here, NOW!" Yelled a rather angry looking guard in the middle of the courtyard. Vidon quickly ran over to the man, carrying his small bag of personal belongings with him. He also carried a shield with the Stark sigil on it.
"Yes sir." Vidon said as he approached the man.
"Are you Vidon... Vidon Snow?" He asked, reading from a piece of paper.
"Yes sir, that's me sir." Vidon replied.
"Good, says here that you're an excellent swords man and have a keen eye for spotting
danger. This means you have been chosen to be the personal guard of Lady Arya Stark. Report to her quarters immediately." He said, before walking off to intercept another group of soldiers who had just walked through the gate.
"Right." Vidon said quietly to himself. He began to walk off, despite not knowing where to go.
He scanned the courtyard, looking for a clue as to where to go. It was then that his eyes where captured by a young woman walking right through the middle of the courtyard. She was incredible. If she didn't dress like a commoner, he might have thought she was a lady just from her beauty.
She had shoulder length brunette hair that was a little messy. Her face was strikingly beautiful bar the few smudges of mud on her face.
She was dressed in dirty rags that left little to the imagination. She was rather small, about 5'3. Her small size only made her tits look bigger. They bounced in her dirty top as she walked. A vast amount of cleavage was on display as her top plunged low.
She smiled as she saw Vidon's jaw hung low. She carried on walking towards what looked like the entrance to the castle. As she did, Vidon noticed her rear. Sat beneath her slim waist was an incredibly tight and round bubble butt that swayed effortlessly as she went. Every male in the courtyard was ogling that perfect arse as it went.
Once she entered the castle and was out of sight, Vidon was finally able to gather his thoughts.
'What was I supposed to be doing again?' He thought to himself. He stood there for a few seconds before he remembered. Quickly grabbing his bag. He marched off towards the castle entrance.
Once inside the castle, Vidon walked down multiple corridors in search of Lady Arya's chambers. As he did, he caught someone's eye. Vidon didn't see the man approach until he'd started speaking to him.
"You look lost lad." Vidon turned and was greeted by the slightly amused face of Lord Eddard Stark.
"Lord Stark." Vidon quickly responded and knelt before the great man.
"Haha, get up lad, where is it you're supposed to be?" Ned asked.
"I have been assigned as the personal guard to Lady Arya, my lord. However, I don't know my way around."
"Arya? hahaha, good luck lad, any guard ever assigned to protect my daughter has been dismissed for losing her too many times. You see Arya likes to act... rather un-lady like. She often sneaks out to practice sword fighting with the butcher's boy." Ned told Vidon, as he escorted the young man through the winding corridors of Winterfell.
"So, she's a bit of a hand full." Vidon said, as followed Lord Stark.
"Ha just a bit. But don't worry son, I'm sure you can keep up with her." He replied.
"He we are." Ned said, as they approached the wooden door of Arya's room. Just as Lord Stark was about to knock. A voice was heard behind them.
"Father?" They both turned and Vidon saw the same young woman that had caused a stirring in his trousers earlier.
"Arya look at you. We have the feast with the king in a couple of hours, you're eighteen now and walking around with mud all over you isn't very lady like." Ned said. Arya was still just as dirty as she had been earlier.
"Sorry Father, I'll be ready for the feast, I promise." She said as she noticed Vidon for the second time that day.
"Who's that?" Arya asked.