My #WakeUpInWesteros Challenge

Knight of the Not laughing tree...

Waking up in Westeros was not what I would have ever wanted, waking up as lyanna stark was definitely not what I would've wanted.

I must have done something awful in my previous life to deserve this. Maybe it was because I tricked David Wilson to shoplift. It probably was that. But other than that I was a pretty great person. I paid my taxes.

Then why oh why did I die and woke up in Westeros as Lyanna stark of all people?

Years ed and I accepted my fate. I was no longer me, the previous me was probably dead and buried six feet below. There was no need to live in denial.

The sweet thing was that I had read the books and seen the show. That was probably the only thing in my favour in the whole of Westeros. Except that I was a highborn girl and not a pheasant. Otherwise I probably would've died early in this life too.

Not that Lyanna Stark lived too long.

In my early year, I had decided four things,

I was not going to die in childbirth at 16.

I was not running of with some handsome emo prince.

I was not marrying Bobby B.

I was not sticking around for the ice zombies.

And that, my dear friends, would need planning. So for fifteen years of my life I spent stealing coins from my own home. Not really lady like but desperate times, desperate measures.

Learning sword fight was hard and harder in secret. Benjen helped.

Horse riding was the only easy part of my plan.

Finally came the tourney of Harenhall. I did not know if I should be the knight of the laughing tree or not. Then I decided, why the fuck not? I was already getting out of this god forsaken place to Bravos or Pentos before all hell broke lose. And this was a misogynist place, maybe I should knock some sense into these people.

Winning and getting out of tight spots is definably easy when you know what happens and I used that to my advantage.

All in all, I defeated the knights that tormented the Reed guy who just wont show up in the show or the books, got out of the tourney field alive, but sadly the emo prince still caught me. And well, I might have kissed him. Screw me, he was hot. We all know that.

I knew Rhaegar Targaryen would give me that crown of roses and I also knew that I definitely could not let that happen. So on the day this fateful thing would’ve happened, I donned on my helm once more and got my shield up and ready.

This time I was the Knight of Not laughing tree. I made a point to paint a cross on that smiling face.

After Rhaegar defeated Baristan Selmy, I challenged him. Albeit, softly and more politely because I so did not want to burn.

I did not know why Arys didn’t burn me on sight, it maybe because I had plot armour. Or maybe he thought I was not the knight of the laughing tree. Mad people and their reasons!

Defeating Rhaegar was easy, he was a knight and prince and did not want to hurt a lady but I like to think it was because I was great at jousting.

Then it was time for Me to give the crown of blue roses. I rode ahead, taking the crown on the tip of my lance and presented them to princess Elia Martell. Even though it clashed horribly with her dress. I almost cringed. Maybe that was why Rhaegar had given Lyanna those roses.

No smiles died that day but mine as the king spoke, "Show your face, Knight of the Not laughing tree, or face the King's justice!"

I liked that he got the name right but I was definitely not starting a rebellion. So I spoke loudly, "Not in this lifetime, you asshole!"

Then I rode of into the sunset towards a harbour to take a ship to Bravos (maybe I would become a faceless man) as the king kept shouting at Rhaegar Targaryen to catch me.

Maybe I could kidnap him for a change. As i said, he was hot.

P.s I did take the coins.

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