Did you ever came to a point in your life where you tought about your mistakes? Would you change them?
Jon snow was lieing in the snow of Castle Black and was slowly bleeding out, and all he could think about was how stupid he was to let her go.
Flashback, Winterfell 10 years ago
You could here the Kids running around, playing, fighting and laughing. One of them was the little Jon snow. He sat with the daughter of the stabble Master, Rayne. She was the same age as him and had these beautiful long Mahagony hair and the greenest eyes he had ever seen. They were the best of friends, maybe a little more. He loved how she could always make him laugh. She was intelligent, friendly, strong and absolut beautiful. Both had secret feelings for the other, whenever they were alone there would be soft touches, loving glances and lately a few kisses.
Jon loved her but wasn't sure if her feelings were the same. He didn't know that Rayne has always been in love with him. Even as a little girl she had a crush on him, She could hardly see how Lady Caitlyn was behaving towards him. She would always try to distrac the Lady with stupid questions about how to became a Lady and such.
He could remember their last Day together, they were out hunting, both full with dirt and blood from the pig they catched. It was a warm day for the north. As they came across the little river near the castle, Rayne jumped down from her horse.
"Come on Jon, let's clean up befor we have to go back" She said while running into the Water. He couldn't help but smile, she looked so beautiful like that, smiling lovingly at him without a care of the World. He didn't realise that he was starring at her until "Are you going to sit there all Day? Stop starring and come in" She splashed Water in his direction. He laughed while decending the horse, he made his way towards where she was laying in the Water. She had her eyes closed, he was standing near her just admiring her.
She opend her eyes and smiled up at him "It's rude to starr" She said as she stands befor him only inches away, slowly she snaked her Arms around him. He still couldn't believe that she was so forward towards him, after all he was only a Bastard.
"I wasn't starring, just admiring"
"Oh admiring, what's the differnce" She asked with a mischief smile on her lips while coming impossible close to him. He couldn't answer her, he concentrated on the feeling of her body against his. The smoothness of her skin was driving him mad.
"Rayne,...i...we..." He began to, stutter. He couldn't Form words, because she begins to stand on her tiptoes. Their noses touched, he was starring deeply and lovingly into her eyes. "Shhh..." She wispered while closing the last gap between them and pressed her lips to his softly.
Out of no where came the shouts of her father "Rayne! Good gods, what are you doing? Come out, immediatly!" They both broker apart, slowly Rayne made her way towards her father. "Father, we didn't do anything inappropriate. We were just..."
"Oh i saw what the two of you were doing. Are you insane? He is the Bastard of Lord Stark, i will sent you to your aunt to bravos. Maybe She can teach you to behave like a Lady."
She stoped, "But father, you can't Do this to me. I..." She looked back to him "I love him".
"You don't know what love is young Lady. Come now." He grasped her arm and pulled her towards the castle.
Jon just stood in the river, completly shocked. She loved him...She said that she loved him and he didn't say it back.
That was the last time he had seen her, her father immediatly send her away and he went to the Wall and took the Black.
Present
Now here he was lying, stabed From his own sworn brothers. He could See someone running towards him, that someone kneeled beside him. And then there was darkness.
Ser Darvos, ran to his side "Lord snow! Come on, open your eyes. You have to keep fighting!" He looked up, the other brothers came onto him "Let the traitor die! He let the wildlings through the Wall." The one sayed and got his dagger out, ready to attack.
Before he could attack ser Darvos, Pyp, Tormund and some others came running From the castle "What's going on here? What...Oh my gods Jon? !" Pyp saw Jons body, bloody and dead lying on the ground, then looked to his brothers in Black with the dagger still in his Hand. "You fucking piece of shit, you traitor. You Killer our Lord commander!" Pyp and the other brothers Who where loyal to Jon, fought with the traitors. Meanwhile Ser Darvos, liftet Jon up and tried to get him to the Chambers of the Lord Commander, his way was crossed by a traitor. Just as he was to attack, an arrow shot through his breast.
Ser Darvos looked where the arrow came from, the gate. There standing was Melisandre, the Red women, with two masked others. The two Made there way, to the war within the brothers. They Slaughter a Good handful of traitors within a Minute. Ser Darvos was impressed of there fighting skills, Melisandre Made her way to him. "Come now, Ser. I will See what i can Do. The Lord of lights has Plans with Jon snow." He didn't know if that should be Good, all he knew was that Jon snow was an honest and loyal friends and fighter. He shook the Bad feeling of and followed her, the two riders which came with the Red woman, Tormund, Pyp and a few others followed them. When they came to the Chambers, they locked the doors. Ser Darvos layed Jon on the table infront of the Red women "Now Do your whitchcraft, but if you try to Do anything others then bringing him back i promise to behead you here and now." One of the two riders that came with Melisandre came onto him, with a dagger to his throat. "If i were you, i wouldn't pronounce any threats here." Ser Darvos, stood completly still. That was the voice of a woman!
Melisandre began, First She cleaned and Bandaged his wounds then came the witchcraft, but it wouldn't work. She wasn't strong enough. "I will need your help, i'm Not strong enough. Please stand around the table and concetrat your thoughts on jon". Ser Darvos, Tormund and Pyp Made there way towards the table, sceptical.
"Rayne! You too" said Melisandre to one of the masked riders. So it was a woman under the mask. As all stood, Rayne and Melisandre at Jons head, Melisandre tried again. With eyes still closed She said "Rayne, help him finden his way back". All looked to the shocked rider, carefully he bent down to whisper something in Jons ear.
Suddenly Jon gasped for air, he was still confused as to where he was and what that pounding noice was. He checked his surroundings, till his eyes stilled by a masked man with so familare Green eyes. He couldn't concentrat long on them because he was Suddenly in Tormunds Arms, "You Lucky son of a bitch, only you could Come back from the death. Man i thoughts i would have to burn your body in fear you would become a White walker..." Jon couldn't listen any more. He was still in great pain, because of his Stab wounds.
He looked around, searching for the pair of Green eyes he dreamed About and was sure he had Seen upon his waking. As he slowly stood the door breaks open, there they stood. The brothers that murderd him, they were shocked to See him alive and standing.
The two companion of the Red woman took there Position in Front of him an Melisandre. They took one by one out
"Stop!" He roared, "You give the night King more soldiers if you slauter each other. He is on his way here, with a massiv army that is so huge like no one had ever seen. So stop this nonsense! I'm still the Lord Commander and i Order you to lay your weapons down." He said and everyone in the room was impressed by his authority and obeyed.