Falling / Bran Stark

Odetta smiled seeing a boy on top of the wall. She waved up a him and Bran ducked back down, climbing down the wall before running to his mother.

"There was a boy on the wall sandor." Odetta remarked.

"Northerns." Sandor chuckled.

"He was climbing the wall. I only ever climbed trees." Odetta informed him.

"Dont go climbing walls." Sandor corrected.

"Why not?" Odetta countered.

"Walls lead to windows and windows lead to closed door conversations which can lead to nasty falls hearing or seeing something you arent supposed to." Sandor would know. Working in the castle he knew a lot of closed door conversations and actions that should be kept confidential.

"What did you see?" Odetta questioned. Sandor shook his head. 

"No climbing walls with the hooligans." Sandor corrected. 

"I saw the king! He's got hundreds of people!" Bran declared.

"How many times have I told you: No climbing!" Catelyn demanded.

"But he's coming right now! Down our road!" Bran went on excitedly.

"I want you to promise me: No more climbing." Catelyn demanded and Bran looked to his feet. A little pout on his face.

"I promise." Bran agreed.

" D'you know what?" Catelyn remarked grabbing his chin.

"What?" Bran murmured.

"You always look at your feet before you lie. Run and find your father. Tell him the king is close." Catelyn instructed and ran off, Summer chasing after him.

"Odie you stay by me." Sandor remarked.

"Yeah yeah." Odetta agreed. She watched everyone bow down as the king entered.

"Odie I mean it. I dont want to lose you in this bloody blizzard of the north." Sandor instructed.

"Okay san!" Odetta declared. "I will be good I promise! Oh look puppies!" Odetta started to take off from Sandor grabbed her holding her hostage in his grip. She smiled sheepishly up at him. 

"What was that about being good and staying by me?" Sandor countered. 

"Puppies." Odetta countered as if that excused it. 

"Wolves." Sandor corrected. 

"Same difference." Odetta offered as the king waddled forward to the starks. 

"Thats the girl I saw when I was on the wall." Bran remarked. "Is she a princess?" 

"Shut up." Sansa was so annoyed with her siblings. 

"She's not blonde enough." Theon cut in from the second row. 

"Whos the scary man with her?" Arya questioned. 

"Thats the hound, you see his scars?" Jon remarked. 

"What happened to him?" Bran questioned. Jon shrugged. 

"Don't know but he's the princes guard." Jon recalled. 

"Thats the boy that was climbing the wall," Odetta remarked. Sandors gaze shifted to Bran and he cowered behind Arya. Arya gave him a puckered glance back before nudging him away. 

"He's cute." Odetta decided. Sandor glared down at her. 

"No." sandor corrected. 

"Well of course you dont think so." Odetta agreed. 

"No." Sandor corrected again. "You are too little for boys." 

"I'm ten." Odetta corrected. 

"Too little, not my little Odie." Sandor demanded. 

"I'm going to say hi to the cute boy," Odetta declared strutting forward but Sandor picked her up throwing her onto his shoulder, she laughed out, arms and legs dangling. 

"He's as tall as a mountain." Bran whispered. 

"No, thats his brother." Robb corrected as Ned and Robert headed down to the crypts. 

"What?" Bran questioned. 

"They call him the Hound and his older brother the mountain." Robb informed Bran. 

"What do they call her?" Bran pointed at Odetta still laughing out on sandors shoulders. 

"You got a crush? Love at first sight?" Robb questioned. 

"Maybe..." Bran admitted with a shrug. "Are you sure she's not a princess, she looks like a princess."

"No that little one is the princess," Robb corrected, Catelyn walked up to Cersei gushing already. 

"But Princesses are supposed to be perfect." Bran remarked. "All the stories say it," he added. "And that girl is perfect." 

"He really is smitten." Jon agreed. "Why dont we find out her name, talk to her." Jon suggested. 

"Why dont we run away and hide because I can't just talk to her." Bran corrected. 

"Why not?" Theon questioned. 

"You can't just walk up to the love of your life, your future wife and just say hi." Bran demanded. "I have to be prepared, think it through, something memorable." 

"Hi!" Odetta declared coming up behind them. "I'm Odetta Clegane." Bran smiled back at her suddenly speechless. Robb waited for Bran to say something but his mouth moved wordlessly. 

"I'm Robb and this fine young man his my brother Bran." he introduced. Odetta stepped forward again towards Bran. 

"I saw you climbing the wall." Odetta remarked. Bran nodded. "You must be a good climber." Again he nodded. "Is he a mute?" Odetta questioned Robb. 

"No just nervous." Jon answered as he introduced himself. 

"Nervous about what?" Odetta questioned looking to Bran again. 

"The right first words to say to his future wife." Theon cut in. 

"Who's his future wife?" Odetta questioned confused and Bran finally spoke up.  

"You."