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Chapter One: Haunted Dreams.

Unable to stop the scream that tore from her throat, Sanira Tremaine awoke from her night terror covered in sweat; she gasped clutching at her chest trying to calm herself down as her eyes darted around the strange room that she had been sleeping in. Her handmaiden rushed into the room having heard her lady's screams, it was the same every night and Sanira's parents had long since stopped coming to see if their only daughter was alright.

The night terrors that plagued Sanira had been happening since she was a little girl, no one understood the things that she claimed to see and her parents had their maester give her a sleeping draught to help her sleep.

"It's okay my lady," Aiana whispered trying to sooth Sanira, she had been with her for such a long time and she knew that it took her lady a moment to completely shake a night terror from her mind. Sanira took several deep breathes, she shook her head as tears burned her eyes and she knew that it had been horrible this time; the night terror clung to her mind not wanting to leave or let her have any peace.

Aiana was patient while she waited for Sanira to snap out of this, she was sure many people had heard Sanira scream but none of them had come to see if there was anything wrong. The door to the room slowly opened and Aiana quickly stood from her place at Sanira's side, she curtsied to Catelyn Stark a little surprised to see her at this late hour.

Catelyn's eyes swept the room before they landed on Sanira and her handmaiden, she frowned at the sight of the shaken young woman and the fact that her own parents hadn't risen to come and see what was going on. Half the castle had been woken up by Sanira's terrified scream, it had been a horrible and Catelyn had come to investigate; she doubted that it would be long before guards came along to make sure nothing had happened.

"Is everything alright?" Catelyn asked moving forward, things had been a little tense around Winterfell since Sanira and her parents had arrived; everyone was marking off the days before the wedding would happen. It had been arranged for as long as Catelyn could recall, her eldest son was always going to marry Tremaine's only daughter; it united the families and created a stronger alliance between them.

"Of course Lady Stark. My lady suffers from night terrors is all," Aiana replied moving to help Sanira, she felt for her and she knew that it was taking her long to snap out of this than usual; she would be so embarrassed to find out that she had disturbed Lady Stark. Catelyn slowly nodded her head, it had sounded like someone was being murdered and she had just stopped Ned storming into the room; it was a good job that she had otherwise everyone would want to know what is going on.

Looking to Sanira, Catelyn felt her heart go out to the poor girl; she looked so shaken and there was no sign of Lady Tremaine coming to make sure her daughter was alright. If it had been any of her own children, Catelyn would have spent all night with them ensuring that they didn't have any more no matter how old they were; she couldn't understand how anyone could ignore a scream like that.

"It's okay Lady Stark, I have everything under control," Aiana reassured knowing that Catelyn would probably want to get back to bed, it was a big day for everyone tomorrow; there was to be a wedding and everyone needed to be at their best for it. Catelyn took one look at Sanira, she looked more aware than she had done in the last few minutes and she knew that Aiana could handle this.

"You woke Lady Stark last night," Arlenna Tremaine said walking into the bedroom, she had been far from pleased when Catelyn had approached her that morning concerned about Sanira's late night waking. It had been mortifying and Arlenna had been quick to reassure Catelyn that there was nothing wrong, she hated that her daughter hadn't grown out of this childish antics.

Aiana continued on with her work, she brushed Sanira's hair gently knowing that Arlenna was every bit the Lannister that she was when she married Rolan Tremaine nearly twenty years ago.

"I will go and apologise after breakfast mother," Sanira mumbled looking down at her hands, her mother always seemed to find a way to bring her down. Sanira couldn't remember a time where her mother had looked out for her, she had always been left with her septa and then she had handmaids to look after her; Arlenna had always been more interested in Sanira's two brothers.

Starting to braid Sanira's hair, Aiana was silent as she worked knowing that it was better to stay that way until Arlenna had left; she didn't know why the woman was so harsh on Sanira when she was more maternal to her sons.

"I thought we were over these silly dreams," Arlenna scolded with a shake of her head, she could only imagine how poor Robb would come with Sanira as a wife. It had come as a surprise when Rolan had told her about the agreement that he had reached with Eddard Stark, they were close friends from the rebellion and the idea of joining their families had been too much of a good idea to pass up on.

Sanira took a deep breath and stared at herself in the mirror, she was used to her mother's scolding but she wished for once she would be more understanding about the dreams that she had. She couldn't remember when they had started but Sanira had been having them since she was a little girl, they felt so real and she saw things that just didn't make sense to her.

Arlenna clicked her tongue watching the handmaid arrange Sanira's hair, she had done her best to make sure that her daughter was prepared for her new role and she had hired the best septa to ensure Sanira would learn how to be a proper lady.

"You remember what I told you before we left?" Arlenna asked looking around the room, it was only temporary and soon Sanira would be moving into new quarters that she would share with Robb. The wedding was in a matter of days and Arlenna was looking forward to it being over so that she could return to Flint's Finger; she had little interest in hanging around and she doubted that there was any reason that they needed to.

Rolan was pretty busy discussing things with Eddard and Arlenna knew that once he was finished that they would be heading home; it would be a long trip as it had been crossing the North to reach Winterfell.

"Yes mother," Sanira replied, she hadn't really enjoyed that talk especially about what would be expected of her by her new husband; she hadn't really seen much of Robb but Sanira had spent time with his sister Sansa. The younger girl was nice and Sanira had to admit that she had enjoyed talking to her, she even liked talking to Arya who appeared occasionally to escape her lessons.

"Good. I do hope that you remember what to do," Arlenna mused before turning to leave, she really didn't want to be holding Sanira's hand every step of the way and she was sure that standing on her own two feet would be good for her. Sanira let out a sigh of relief as the door closed behind her mother, the air felt less tense and she could only hope that she didn't disappoint her mother further when she was married.

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