3rd Person POV

It was the sixth day that King Robert and his whole entourage arrived at Winterfell. Everyone was at the courtyard and watched the children spar. Currently, Brandon and Prince Tommen were taking their turn, but Tommen kept edging away from Brandon, much to the latter's frustration. Finally, Ser Rodrik called the match, and Tommen sighed in relief while Brandon bowed to him. Next, Robb and the crowned prince were taking their turn, but Rob quickly disarmed Joffrey, and the crowned prince was quick to open his mouth, "This is child's play, I refuse to continue this stupid play anymore. I am the crown prince. Let us fight like real men and use live steel."

Robb chuckled while Ser Rodrik frowned, "No Prince Joffrey, you children are not allowed to use live steel, you will only proceed to injure yourselves."

Joffrey looked around and saw that everyone was watching. His father was with Ned and Catelyn Stark and was looking at him disappointingly. His mother was with his Uncle Jaime looking at him encouragingly while Myrcella and Tommen sat next to her. Sansa, Arya, Bran, and Rickon were together as Sansa looked at him adoringly, and the other three tried to hide the fact that they were snickering at him; Jon stood sulkily a few feet from his siblings. Meanwhile, guards and servants were coming to and from, but would occasionally glance at the people practicing. Joffrey glared at Ser Rodrik and said, "I am the crown prince, you will do as I comm-"

Suddenly, there was loud yelling of, "Open the gates!"

And the shuffling of the servants to open the huge gates of Winterfell as the loud pounding of horse hooves were heard. Everyone lost interest in the sparing of the children and the scene Joffrey was about to make as the three youngest Stark children rushed to go to the gate. Suddenly, as pure black steed was seen off the distance, speeding towards Winterfell. There were two people on the horse, and the one on the front was falling off, only being supported by the taller figure behind him. Though, the man behind didn't seem better off, he was struggling with the weight of the other person, almost as if he was injured too. Both figures wore a cloak and a leather armor that bore the Stark sigil. The man in the front had long dark brown hair, a pale round face, and a small build. The man behind him was beautiful. Even in a weak, fragile state, it was clear that he was beyond beautiful. He looked tall, strong, and lean, but muscular. He had short hair darker than night. A strong, defined facial structure. And unique sea green eyes that was slightly rimmed with Stark grey. In short, the man looked like a god.

When they came closer, the man behind jumped off of the horse He looked at the children, "Bran, Arya, Rickon, run ahead to the maester. Tell him to prepare his medicines. More injure men are coming."

As soon as he said that, more horse hooves were heard, and a group of about five men were seen coming towards Winterfell. The children were stunned, so the man, said with a little more force, "Go!"

The children began running, and Ned, some of his men, and his sons came forward. The king and his court just stayed behind and watched. Sansa stayed with Joffrey, and Catelyn went ahead to tell Maester Luwin along with her younger children. The man pulled the other man off the horse, and with much difficulty, as though he cannot put pressure on the left side of his body, slumped the man on his right shoulder, and began walking. He met with Ned in the middle and hastily said, "We were ambushed by a group of at least twenty wildlings. They are all dead, but the men got injured, some died. Help the injured to Maester Luwin, then send a group to retrieve the fallen."

Jon, Robb, and the other men began to walk hastily towards the arriving injured men, but Ned stayed behind. The man was a little taller than him, the man was about 6'3, while Ned was only 6'0. Ned saw the man's bleeding shoulder and the slice on his torso, "Percy, you are bleeding a lot."

Ned looked to his free men, "Eric! Marlon!"

Then a plain faced man and a stocky man came, and Ned took the man off of Percy's shoulder and gave him to Eric and Marlon, "Go!"

Ned slung Percy's right arm across his back and began walking towards the castle, Percy said quietly to Ned, "The hot springs, Ned, the hot springs."

Ned nodded, "I know Percy. But we have guests. They cannot know."

The man was leaving a small trail of blood, and by that time, he was too weak to argue and already had an unnatural pale color to his skin. In all the rush to get the men to the infirmary, and to get men out to retrieve the dead, no one noticed as Ned and Percy slipped upstairs, and into the wing that housed all the Starks. They went i to a chambers that can be presumably Percy's, and then went into the adjoining room with a bath in the center. Ned hastily took of Percy's cloak and armor, then threw him in the tub, still wearing his boots, his breeches, and his tunic.

Ned took the tub filled with cold water at the side, which Percy always kept filled, and poured it in the tub. The bath was instantly the color of blood, but Percy's breathing began to become more stable and less haggard. Ned went to Percy's left shoulder and saw that the arrow wound began to slowly close and cut off the leaking blood. Natural waters would have helped Percy heal quicker and better, healing all the damaged nerves and replenishing the wasted blood within minutes, but he would have to do that in a later time. Percy looked at him tiredly, "Go look after the other men. I'll be fine."

Ned nodded and watched his cousin/nephew succumb into his sleep. He remembered the time he first saw Percy. Percy was only 1, and he himself was only three and ten. He came to visit from the Eyrie to see Lyanna, who was just one and ten, cradling the infant in her arms. Ned was surprised at the scene, but he was also awed. He's never seen his sister so calm and happy at the same time, he's never seen her so at peace. Later he learned that the babe was his cousin, the son of his lord father's oldest sister who vanished years before to the free cities. Apparently, Percy's Lady Mother, Sallaria Stark, Sally for short, was given permission by her father to travel, sharing the same qualities as Lyanna and having the blood of the wolf, and could not be tamed. The only thing is, Sally died giving birth to Perseus, Percy for short. In her death bed, Sally wrote two letters, one for Percy, and one to Rickard, asking him to take care of Percy. In her letter, Sally never specified Percy's father, or whether they were wed, only that the babe's name was Perseus and that he came from a powerful family. Along the letters was a leather necklace with two beads on it, one bearing a trident and the other bearing the direwolf, and a longsword named riptide with a trident engraving on it. Riptide was a beautiful sword that Sallaria mentioned to be made of a material called celestial bronze, imperial gold, and lunar silver.

Ned was entertained by the young babe with sea green/grey eyes and black hair. He was restless without Lyanna and often cried so loudly that the whole castle can hear him. The only other time he was at rest was when one of the other Starks stayed with him, but Lyanna was his favorite. He remembered that when he came back on Lyanna's nameday, Percy was already walking and was always walking behind her. Lyanna's pup, they called him. And as Percy rapidly grew, he became like Lyanna more and more. Lupa was Percy's first word, and while they did not know what it meant, the maester said that Lupa meant she-wolf and that Lupa was the mother to boys that ruled some foreign country. Lyanna was extremely pleased with that because everyone knew that Percy was referring to her. On Percy's fourth nameday, Lyanna was already secretly training him with a sword and dagger, and was already teaching him how to ride. Percy did extremely well on those things, which surprised Rickard due to Percy's age, but gave Lyanna extreme pride. The only thing was, Percy did extremely poor on his letters, which Rickard gave him a hard time for, and Brandon laughed at him for.

On his fifth nameday, Lyanna gave Percy a silver dagger with a wolf head. It matched Lyanna own dagger which was made of valyrian steel instead. Percy knew that Lyanna was not his mother, everyone made it clear to him when he began to understand, but he still called Lyanna Lupa, which gave Lyanna satisfaction. Percy was Lyanna's weakness, much to her dismay, she loved Percy, but he was often used by her father to threaten her. Percy slept in Lyanna's chambers, and when Lyanna did something their father did not approve of, they were often separated, causing Percy to cry and howl throughout the night.

When announcement of Lyanna's betrothal to Robert came, Percy, sensing that Lyanna did not like it, protested and raged for weeks When Robert came to visit, he was openly hostile to Robert, glaring, being sarcastic, and throwing objects at him. RObert was upset by it, but did not want to displease the Stark siblings, who were fiercely protective of Percy. Brandon, Lyanna, and Benjen were amused by Percy's antics, but Rickard was not, so Percy was stuck with the maester for the remainder of Robert's stay. On the tourney of Harrenhal, when Percy was six, Ned was eight and ten, and Lyanna was six and ten, Percy was forbidden from coming. When Lyanna was taken by Rhaegar, Percy has never been so upset and the worst storm to ever hit Winterfell came. When Rickard and Brandon were killed by the Mad King, the earth shook so hard that the common people needed new homes. A year later, after Robert's rebellion, Ned returned to Winterfell with Jon. Percy and Catelyn were pleasant to each other, finding solace in each other's company, and Percy was happy with Robb. But Ned noticed, that when Percy was not with Cat or Robb or himself, he was often sad and devastated. Benjen already left for the Night's watch. Percy found solace with Jon, as the young babe was often alone, but it was only through the birth of all Ned's children was Percy even remotely close to what he was before. Though Percy was gone a lot, at times he took care of trade or businesses of the North for Ned, and the other times he travelled the world just like his Lady mother. Percy was quite well known across the Narrow Sea. He fought it the pits, much to Ned's disapproval, and earned a name for himself, three actually. One was the Gods' Champion, because apparently when Percy wins his fights, rain drops from the sky and brings much needed water to the people. The other name is Sea Wolf, because he has the ferocity of the wolf and the ever changing nature of the sea, that and the direwolf on his armor and the trident on his sword. And the other was the Prince of Winterfell, because apparently, he had the looks and generosity of one.

Percy made quite a name for himself, at two and twenty, he was undefeated at sword fighting and was one of the best riders in Westeros. Though Percy never said it, and Ned never asked him, he knows that Percy did this to make Lyanna proud, he did it to make his Lupa proud. He knows, because whenever Percy comes home, he visits the crypts all the time. One time, Ned followed him, there, Ned saw Percy talking to Lyanna's sculpture. He talked about his adventures, the places he visited, the weather, Ned's children, anything, everything. Ned asked Percy if he wanted to marry, rule a small keep in the North somewhere, but Percy always eluded the question.