This was inspired by theories and speculation I saw floating around Tumblr about Lydia's powers, how Peter knew about them, and her elder sister. In short, this is the story of Lydia's final days in the company of her big sister.

They sit around the hearth in complete and utter silence under Selene's glow. No one says a word. They all know what comes next.

None of the Stark children liked it when the one closest to them called them by their titles.