All I could hear was the music and drunk men, sitting next to mother as father talked with Ned and Robert. Of all the things he could've been telling them, it was probably the same talk he gave every year.

Lyanna asked to be dismissed early knowing her she didn't truly love Robert and wanted to find her own love, like I did. Robert turned around and stared at me in a loving way.

"Why does he look at me like that?" I asked Mother.

She shook her head and laughed at my words. "He likes you, my child."
I almost choked on the food I wasn't eating. "What?"

Mother rolls her eyes once more before looking at the children dancing, while Robert came walking toward us.

"You look stunning tonight, Chastity," Robert complimented as mother and I stood up to greet him.

"Thank you, Robert," I stated as he took my hand and kissed it gently. His eyes glanced around, hoping to find Lyanna.

"Dance with me?" I glanced away from him. "You always loved it as a child."

I gave in and followed behind Robert as he led us to the floor. The music played slowly as Robert wrapped his arms around my waist. We danced to the beat as our eyes never left the other. He picked me up and spun me around as I giggled and stopped myself before I became too dizzy.

But out of the blue a loud, high-pitched scream was heard from Lyanna's room. The music died down and whispers spread. I ran down the hall and into her room.

Blood covered most of the floor and tears from my face began to mix with the fresh blood. Lyanna laid on the floor, lifeless with a dark and ice-cold tone of skin.

I couldn't talk from the pure shock and sadness, so I cradled her in my arms as Ned, Mother, and Father rushed in.