A/N: I own nothing except my OCs. All rights go to their respective owners. I make no profit from this.

-The Eyrie-

Jon Arryn held his wife`s hand, trying to calm her. Rowena Arryn, Jon`s wife, was letting out ear piercing screeches. Some people who passed were concerned for the Lady of the Vale. Maester Colemon was also present to help deliver the baby.

"It will be alright, my love" a worried Jon Arryn told his wife.

"Just one more push milady" Maester Colemon said. Jeyne let out one final screech, some say she could be heard at the Gates of the Moon. The crying of a baby was heard shortly after. Rowena panted heavily, her grip on her husband`s hand loosening.

"You did it, my love" Jon smiled.

"…Thank you" Rowena said, her panting dying down.

"My Lord, my Lady" Maester Colemon interrupted the moment. He held the baby that had calmed down wrapped in a blanket. "It`s a girl" the maester said.

"Let me hold her" Rowena held out her arms. Colemon nodded and handed the babe to her mother. Rowena looked down at the girl, noticing her eye color. "She has your eyes" she told her husband.

"But she has your face" Jon stated. "What should we name her?"

"You should choose the name, my love" Rowena replied. Jon rubbed his chin in thought.

"How about Alyssa?" he asked his wife.

"I like it" she smiled.

"It is a lovely name, my Lord" Maester Colemon stated.

"Well then, Alyssa it is" Jon decided. Rowena gave a nod with a smile. The couple looked down at their daughter, Alyssa Arryn.

Alyssa, now four years old, was sitting on her bed, dangling her legs back and forth. Her lessons were done for the day, so she had nothing to do. She wore a sky-blue headband on top of her head. Her white dress reached down to her knees while she was sitting. Suddenly, someone knocked on her door.

"It`s me, your Father" Jon said from the other said. Alyssa jumped up from her bed, ran to the door and opened it.

"Father!" she happily cried, hugging his legs.

"Hello sweetheart" Jon smiled at his young daughter, rubbing her head gently. "Have you been a good girl today?" he asked. Alyssa nodded vigorously. "Good" Jon said.

"Is Mother okay?" Alyssa asked.

"She is fine, why do you ask" Jon replied.

"She has been screaming a lot, it scares me" Alyssa stated. Jon pated her head.

"Just knowing you`re concerned makes her feel better Alyssa" he assured his daughter. They then heard a knock behind them. A septa was standing behind the father and daughter.

"Pardon me my Lord, Lady Arryn wishes to see you" she said with a small courtesy.

"Very well, thank you" Jon said. "Bring Alyssa to dining hall for me" he told the septa.

"Yes my Lord" she nodded. "Come my Lady, you must eat" she held her hand out towards Alyssa. The young lady took it after waving goodbye to her father. As expected, the dining hall was mostly empty. Neither Lord nor Lady Arryn were present. Alyssa silently sat down in a chair. A servant placed a plate in front her.

"What would you like my Lady?" he asked.

"A pumpkin pie please" Alyssa replied.

"At once, my Lady" the servant bowed. A few minutes later, he came back with a pumpkin pie which he placed next to the lady`s plate. He cut it up and placed a slice on Alyssa`s plate. She took a bite out of the slice and smiled at its sweetness.

"Pumpkin pies are the best!" she mentally exclaimed. She loved pies made from pumpkins in the Vale of Arryn. Even the Reach, the most fertile region in the Seven Kingdoms, couldn`t make pumpkins as good as the ones from her own home. It didn`t take her long until she was no longer hungry. She then let out a yawn. "Now I`m sleepy" Alyssa told no one in particular. As she left the dining hall, servants put took away the plates and silver ware. The young Lady Arryn could feel drowsiness creeping up on her as she walked through the halls of the Eyrie. Entering her room, Alyssa plopped down on the bed. Her eyes closed and soon she fell into a deep slumber.

Alyssa was walking with her father to her mother`s chambers. Maester Colemon had abruptly called on Jon and his daughter. They were told to head to Jeyne`s chambers. Alyssa was walking a bit faster than she normally would, almost running. Jon was only waking, but kept up with her pace easily. Alyssa swung the door open, slightly startling the handmaidens.

"Mother!" she called out. Jon came out from behind her.

"What is it Maester?" he asked.

"We have another" Rowena said, obviously tired.

"Wait, you don`t mean…" Jon trailed off. Maester Colemon walked over to his Lord, handing something wrapped in blankets.

"It is a boy, my Lord" the maester smiled. Jon silently took the bundle of blankets. As he looked down, he saw a baby boy with the same blue eyes as Alyssa. A tuft of blonde hair was also on his head.

"Has a name been decided?" Jon asked.

"Lady Arryn suggested Artys" Colemon replied.

"It is a good name" Jon stated. "Then Artys it is." Colemon nodded in agreement. "Alyssa, come here." His daughter did as she was told.

"What is it Father?" Alyssa asked.

"I want you to meet your brother" Jon said. He kneeled down to his daughter`s level, showing her the babe in his arms. "This is Artys, your younger brother" he told her. Alyssa hesitantly took her baby brother from her father`s arms.

"Artys" she mumbled. The babe smiled up at her. Alyssa couldn`t help but smile back at him. Occupied with her brother, she didn`t notice her mother, Rowena Arryn, passing away with a smile on her face.

A/N: And that was chapter one. This was an idea that came to me after discussing with a friend whether to make a fic about bastard or trueborn Arryn. As you can see, I chose the latter. I have not decided pairings yet, but I do have some ideas. Any suggestions are welcome. Here are the dates of Alyssa and Artys`s births.

Alyssa: 258 AC

Artys: 263 AC