The King's Bastard
Chapter 1, Winter is Coming
"Why's your mother so dead set on getting us pretty for the king?" Jon questioned his half-brother
"It's for the queen I bet." Theon said as Robb was being shaved
"I hear for the prince's arrival," Robb joined in the conversation as Tommy wiped away the shaving cream "Prick."
"Isn't the King's bastard daughter coming as well?" Theon asked the men standing before him
"Jon, your bratty playmate is coming back!" Robb chuckled as he stood from his seat "Go on, Tommy, Shear him good! He's never met a girl he likes better than his own hair."
Jon snickered at his brother as he sat down
"Brandon!" Catelyn scolded as she saw her son climb down the tower
"I saw the king! He brought hundreds of people!" Bran shouted with excitement
"How many times have I told you? No. Climbing."
Bran hoped down from the tower and on to a roof "But he's coming right now. Down our roads!"
Catelyn walked toward her son that was now on the ground and bent down to his level "I want you to promise me… No. More. Climbing."
Bran looked down to his feet before replying, "I promise."
"Do you know what?" Catelyn spoke as she stood at her normal height again
"What?"
"You always look at your feet," Catelyn motioned her eyes to his feet before looking back at her son "before you lie."
Bran grinned as his mother began to speak again "Now, run and find your father. Tell him the kind is close."
Cersei flashed a fake smile to her step-daughter, "You haven't had a glass of wine in hours, are you alright, my sweet?"
Alora bit her tongue as a million foul things she could say to her step mother flooded her thoughts. She hated the half assed kindness. She's just happy her half-brother, Joffrey, was riding alongside her father otherwise she would have a noose around her neck by now.
"I'm quite alright, Cersei, no worries." Alora stated as the carriage stopped
"Stay in the carriage. We don't need you ruining anything." Cersei smirked as her own children piled out of the carriage.
They stared at each other for a long while before Alora complied, "Yes, Cersei."
Cersei was satisfied with the young bastard's answer and stepped out of the carriage herself. Alora thought to herself about how much wine she would swallow when she had the chance to get out of this carriage.
"Let's head on to your crypt, I want to pay my respects." Robert demanded
"We've been riding for a month, my love," Cersei intersected "Surely, the dead can wait."
Robert looked to Cersei then scanned the rest of his children. One was missing. "Where's my daughter?"
"Myrcella is right there, my sweet." Cersei replied, well knowing what he meant
"My eldest daughter." Robert glared at his wife. He always thought of her games as foolish "Alora! Get your ass out here!"
The sixteen year old climbed out of the carriage and went to stand beside Joffrey "I apologize for my tardiness. I was only doing as I was told."
Robb glanced back at his half-brother and winked at him, causing the bastard boy to snicker.
Robert glared at Cersei, knowing it was her doing, then motioning towards Ned "Ned." Alora watched as Lord Stark trudged behind her father and into the crypt.
"Where's the imp?" Arya asked her older sister, which caused Cersei to turn away and walk over to her twin brother.
"Where is our brother?" Cersei questioned "Go find the little beast."
Alora saw the opportunity to find the cure to this madness, her uncle is never too far from good wine "I'll find him. " The girl stated before making her way to the nearest brothel.
"I need you, Ned." Robert admitted "Down at King's Landing, not up here where you're no damn use to anybody."
Ned hesitated
"Lord Eddard Stark, I would name you hand of the King."
Ned bent down on one knee, "I'm not worthy of the honor."
"I'm not trying to honor you," Robert stated "I'm trying to get you to run my kingdom while I eat, drink, and whore my way to an early grave."
Ned looked down at the floor
"Damn it, Ned, stand up." Robert tapped his shoulder as he rose from the ground "You helped me win the iron throne, now help me keep the damn thing. We were meant to rule… together. If your sister had lived… we would've been bound by blood."
The two glanced at each other before Robert continued, "Well, it's not too late. I have a son, you have a daughter. We will join our houses!" Robert patted his shoulder and went to turn the other way but looked back at Ned "And if it isn't too much to ask, I want my eldest daughter to have a life better then what she has in store for her. I'm sure you want the same for your bastard."
Alora opened the door to the room where her uncle had been to be greeted with the sight of naked breasts. The young girl rolled her eyes and placed a hand on her hip. "We haven't even been here an hour and I find you in a brothel." Alora shook her head in disgust
"Should I explain to you the meaning of a closed door in whore house, darling niece?" Tyrion sighed as the red headed whore climbed off of him.
"Not my forte, sorry." Alora shrugged before shutting the door. The girl made her way to the table and poured herself a glass of wine. "You're to be at the Stark's feast at sundown."
"Seems my feast has already started." Tyrion chuckled only to receive a glare from his niece
"You're lucky I came instead of your dumbass brother," Alora stated before chugging the wine
"Oh no, are you going to pull this shit again?" Tyrion groaned as Alora poured another glass
"It was only my first glass," Alora drank from her cup "Second glass. How could you blame me? I've been enclosed in a box with your bitch sister."
"Your father won't be very happy with you, you know what happened last time."
"Oh No! I'm going to get a stern talking to about binge drinking by the one who does it himself!" Alora spat, her voice dripping in sarcasm "I was given specific rules not to show up to the feast by your darling sister so I probably won't see him till tomorrow, anyway."
"At least try to find an actual bed this time." Tyrion pleaded
"Mmm, no promises." Alora winked at her uncle before finishing off her second glass of wine and setting it down "I regret that I must go, but I must say, Lord Baelish's establishments are much better than this shit hole."
Alora sat down on the wooden benches in the hall where the feast would be taking place. The girl drank out of her glass which was, of course, full of wine. She'd be lying if she were to say she wasn't slightly drunk.
"Why do you drink so much?"
Alora had to blink a couple of times before she could register who was speaking to her. Arya Stark.
"Whatever do you mean, sweet girl?" Alora smiled as she took another drink before setting it down
"I've been watching you this entire time, all you've done was drink and get more to drink." Arya answered as she flopped down next to Alora.
"It helps rid of the monsters." Alora answered the girl beside hers previous question
Arya scoffed, "There's no such thing as monsters."
"Oh, but you are wrong foolish girl. Monsters can be very real wither they are in your head or under your bed."
"Are the monsters in your head, Lady Alora?"
Alora looked away from the girl and took a deep breath before smiling at the little girl "So, what do you do for fun, Arya?"
Arya grew so excited she forget she even asked her a question "I want to sword fight… but mother says I should stick with my sewing lessons."
"Well, I challenge you to a duel, sweet girl." Alora grinned "But, I will only fight with sticks… I wish not to die this night."
Arya giggled at the brunette girl as she finished of her glass of wine. Alora stood from her place and put her hands out to Arya. The little girl took the older girls hands as they ran out of the hall, giggling.
"Yours is bigger than mine." Alora pouted as she noticed the size of each of the sticks
"You're bigger than me!" Arya laughed
Alora stared at the girl for a bit, "Smart girl."
The two girls went into their stances before Arya took a swing at her, by Alora's luck, she didn't miss.
"No fair! I wasn't paying attention." Alora joked with her before taking a swing herself. In her mind she was doing everything right. She failed to realize that she was very much drunk so what may seem badass to her, was slow to everyone who was sober.
"You're terrible at this!" Arya couldn't stop laughing at the bastard princess who was swinging the stick in all different directions.
"You're right."
Alora gasped before dropping the stick on her foot "Shi-" the teen realized there was still a child present so she tried to save herself "Shins?"
A pair of masculine chuckles paired with Arya's filled her ear drums. Alora turned to face the voices and her heart immediately stopped. Jon Snow and Robb Stark. She had been, more or less, trying to avoid the bastard boy. She didn't know why.
"You two are still laughing at me after nine years? How mature." Alora scoffed as she crossed her arms.
"Are you gonna throw a fit, Princess?" Robb chuckled
Alora's mouth fell open with those words "How… How mean!" The girl looked back at Arya, who was still laughing at her "You're brothers are very rude."
"I did nothing." Jon put his hands up in defense as he chuckled
Alora's heart melted from the sound of Jon Snow's voice, might've made her ache a bit between the thighs. Alora shook the thoughts away. The girl let her hands fall back to her sides before walking over and hugging the both of them.
"It's nice to see you guys again." Alora hiccupped before pulling away, the girl looked behind her to see that her playmate had gone "Oh no! Where did Arya go."
The boys continued to laugh at her
"Had a bit to drink already, Lora?" Robb asked
Alora looked back at them and placed her hands on her hips, "I have no idea what you're talking about."
Robb shook his head before placing a hand on his half-brothers shoulder "Well, I'll leave you two alone."
Alora's heart sunk for a moment when he had said that. She secretly pleaded for him not to leave but she watched as the eldest Stark child walk away. The two stood in silence before Jon looked at her.
"Would you like to walk with me?" Jon asked the brunette girl. Alora looked at him and smiled.
"Of course, Jon, I would love to."
Jon motioned for her to walk with him and she did so.
"How's King's Landing?" Jon glanced over at her
Alora laughed, "Not as great as you'd think it would be."
"I figured you would say that."
"Really? I thought you would have forgotten me by now, Jon Snow." Alora looked at her feet as they walked
"I'd never forget you, Lora." Jon stopped walking, a little hurt by the accusation
Alora stopped walking and looked back at Jon.
"I'm sorry if I have offended you." Alora expressed as she placed a hand on his forearm.
"It's alright," Jon flashed her a smile "I actually have thought about you a lot since you left."
Alora blushed and looked at her feet before she hiccupped again. Jon started to chuckle at her.
"Always laughing at me, Jon, I see." Alora shook her head at him
Alora stared at herself in the small mirror that was in the room she'd be sleeping in for their stay in Winterfell. Her face was tinted pink from all her drinking. Everyone is currently at the feast and she had nowhere to find wine. There was a knock on her door, which caused the girl to sigh. "One second!" Alora shouted before standing up and making her way to the door and opening it.
"Jon? Why are you not at the feast." Alora questioned as the black haired boy stood before her.
"It's not a bastards place to be at a feast." Jon answered
Alora laughed, "I've heard that one many times, please, come in."
Jon walking into the girls room to see dresses scattered on the floor and her empty glass from earlier.
"To what do I owe the pleasure?" Alora was quite happy with his presence. Jon looked at the girl and then down at his feet. "Is everything alright, Jon?"
"My father said he agreed for us to marry." Jon told and her heart broke a little bit. Did he not want to marry her?
"I- I apologize, I knew nothing of this." Alora looked away from Jon
"No, No, I didn't mean to say it as if that was what was wrong." Jon stuttered with his words and Alora looked back at him
"Then… what is wrong?" Alora but down on her lip as her heart beat faster and faster
Jon sat down on the girls bed, "I'm to take the Black."
"Oh…" Alora uttered before sitting next to the boy.
"Have I offended you, Lora?" Jon looked at her and she looked up at him
"No, love, you haven't. No worries." Alora looked away from him, feeling the hot tears sting her eyes.
"Lora, look at me." Jon placed a hand on her cheek and turned her face to look at him. The black haired boy searched her eyes for any sign of sadness. Alora closed her eyes as if it would stop her tears from falling but it did no good. "Lora…" Jon whispered as he saw the water fall from her eyes. He placed his other hand on her cheek and wiped away any stray tears.
"I'm sorry, I'm a mess… This shouldn't bother me, I'm sorry." Alora whispered loud enough for Jon to hear.
"Stop apologizing," Jon shook his head "You've done nothing wrong."
"Jon, you'd rather join the Black then marry me." Alora forced herself to laugh
"I know it seems that way but it's not." Jon moved on of his hand from her cheek to her forearm. "I just think it's right for me to go." Alora couldn't help but let a few more tears out before she felt the warmth of Jon Snow's lips on her own. Jon pulled away after a moment. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that…"
"No." Alora placed her hands on his cheeks and brought him closer to her before kissing him herself. Jon kissed the bastard girl back as he placed his hand on her waist. The two continued to kiss, before they knew it Jon was hovering over Alora and she had been on her back. Alora wrapped her arms around his neck as he bit down on her lower lip. The girl giggled and opened her mouth for him to slide his tongue into her mouth. Their tongue's danced with one another, she could feel his hips grinding into her inner thighs. Alora pulled away so she could pull off his shirt.
The two collided once again as Alora's hands roamed over Jon Snow's torso. Jon slid his hand into her brunette hair as he kissed her harder and started a war with their tongues. Alora flipped so that she was on top now. Jon took full advantage and began to undo the ties on the back of her dress. Once they were fully undone, he pulled the dress off of her body. The boy placed his large hands on the girls thighs as he stared at her naked body.
"You're beautiful." Jon whispered as he trailed his hands up to her ample breasts. Alora blushed before kissing him once more on the lips, then trailing kisses down his jaw and to his neck. The girl pulled and sucked at the tender area. Jon let out a frustrated groan before putting her on her back so he had full control again. His hand trailed from her knee, to her thigh, then to her breast again. Jon leaned down and kissed her tummy, then kissed her bosom. The brunette girl bit her lip as the boy placed her flesh into his warm mouth. Jon sucked and teased at it, which cause her to moan. The boy grinned at the reaction before rubbing her wet center with his rough hand. Alora gripped onto his thick black hair, trying her best to hold in her moans.
"Jon…" Alora whispered.
Jon stopped what he was doing and hovered over her again, "Yes, love?"
"Fuck me, already." Alora looked at him in the eyes as he grinned down at her.
"Yes, Princess." Jon nodded his head before kissing her soft lips again. Alora tugged down the boys' pants and tossed them to the side. The two continued to kiss before Jon slipped his hard member into her center. Alora winced slightly. She had never done this before. Mostly because she never really left the castle and the people back home, she didn't fancy very much. Jon pulled away and looked her in the eyes. "Are you okay, love?"
Alora smiled at him "I'm more than okay, my sweet."
Jon nodded before placing his lips on hers and buckling his hips back and forth. It didn't hurt as much as Alora thought it would. The pain was completely gone and all she could feel was love and pleasure. Alora dug her nails into his back as he picked up the pace. The two were breathing heavily and gazing into each other's eyes with the occasional kiss. Their lips grazed each other as Alora dug herself in the crook of his neck. She felt her walls get tighter which let her know she was very, very close.
"Jon." Alora moaned, causing the boy go faster. The girl was soon filled with unexplainable pleasure, her mouth dropped open and her eyes closed as she gripped onto the sheep fur blankets beneath them. Her walls tightened when she reached her climax which put Jon not that far behind her. The girl pulled him down and kissed his lips over and over until Jon gripped onto the girls hip and buried his face in the crook of her neck as he reached his peak. The couple laid there for a few minutes to catch their breathes.
"Stay with me, tonight?" Alora asked him as he looked her in the eyes.
"Of course I will." Jon replied before getting off of her and lying beside her. Alora placed her head on his chest and pulled the sheep fur on top of them. The girl placed a soft kiss on his chest before closing her eyes. Jon began to stroke the girls hair before speaking. "I love you."
Alora's heart stopped when she heard those three words come from Jon Snow's mouth. The girl looked up at him to see if he was lying. He was looking at her the entire time. There was no sign of falseness in his eyes. He wasn't lying. She never thought someone would truly love the bastard of the king. But he does. Jon would always be on her mind, even after nine years. He is just what he expected to be. He was her everything now. Even if he left to join the Night's Watch. "I love you too."
The two were rudely awakened by Robb Stark barging into the room they had fallen asleep in.
"Well, would you look at that." Robb chuckled as he crossed his arms.
Alora groaned as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes. The girl looked down and saw Jon's arm wrapped around her waist. At least she was covered. Jon was awake but hadn't opened his eyes just yet.
"Your father's been asking where you've been, said he wanted to see you before we went hunting." Robb continued before turning his attention on Jon "You're coming hunting too, Sleeping Beauty."
"I'll be up and out in a moment, Robb, just let me get dressed." Alora mumbled
"I see you two had some fun last night." Robb leaned against the door frame before getting hit by a pillow that Jon had thrown
"Leave before I stab you." Jon threatened before lying back down
"Yes, your grace." Robb bowed before exiting the room.
Alora stood up before grabbing one of the dresses that were scattered on the ground
"Come back." Jon whined
"Sorry, my sweet, Father is asking for me." Alora smiled at him "Unless you want him to come barging into my room like Robb did."
Jon thought about it then complied "Fine." Alora slipped her dress on before brushing out her hair.
"Are you going to stay in that bed all day?" Alora glanced back at Jon before looking back in the mirror
Jon rolled his eyes before getting up and sliding on his pants. The boy walked up behind Alora and wrapped his arms around her waist, placing his chin on her shoulder. Alora set the brush down and leaned into his embrace.
"I love you." Jon whispered in her ear
"I love you, too, Jon Snow."
Alora and Jon made their way to Ned and Robert
"You wished to see me, Father?" Alora smiled at her father as she came into view
Robert looked over at her "Have you been sleeping this whole time?"
Alora went to speak but didn't say anything
"Just like her father." Ned chuckled
"I woke up hours ago." Robert stated
"One hour ago." Ned continued to laugh "It's one in the afternoon."
Robert glared at Ned before turning to his bastard daughter "I'm going hunting, just wanted to see if you were alive before I left."
"I was asleep in my bed, not on the soil, I promise." Alora promised as Ned looked at his bastard son
"You weren't in your room last night?" Ned asked and Alora turned a dark shade of red
Jon went to speak but Robert cut him off
"Why you blushin' girl?" Robert questioned
"I'm quite famished, I regret to depart so early. Have fun on your trip, Father." Alora flashed Ned a smile "Goodbye, Lord Stark."
Alora glanced at Jon before she walked away from the men and into the dining hall
"What was that about?" Robert asked Ned
"It's better to be left alone." Ned laughed
Alora knocked on the door until she heard the strained voice of Catelyn Stark
"Come in."
Alora opened the door and saw Brandon Stark with his mother hovering over him. "I wanted to offer my respects, Lady Catelyn, I am so sorry."
Catelyn looked over at the bastard before looking back at her son "Thank you, Alora."
"You probably want to be alone right now, but I just wanted to make sure you were okay and tell you that my prayers are with him."
Catelyn nodded and that was Alora's queue to leave.
"Back so soon?" Alora asked the black haired boy as he stared intently at the blacksmith
Jon turned around and smiled at her "Your father is quite terrifying."
Alora went to speak but was cut off
"A sword for the wall?" Jamie questioned before glancing at Alora
Jon looked down at the one on his hip then back at Jamie "Already have one."
"Good man." Jamie stated "Have you swung it yet?"
"Of course I have."
"At someone, I mean." Jamie stated and Jon went silent. Alora started to giggle "A strange thing, the first time you cut a man. You realize were nothing but sacks of meat and blood and bones to keep it all standing." Jamie stuck out his hand "Let me thank you, ahead of time for guarding us from all the perils beyond the wall. Wildlings and whitewalkers and what not." Jamie pulled his arm closer "I'm grateful to have good, strong men like you protecting us." Jaime patted his shoulder before walking away
Alora crossed her arms as she stared at the back of Jon's head
"We've been guarding the kingdoms for 8,000 years." Jon stated as Jamie turned back around. Alora's eyebrows rose. She thought that maybe that he said he loved her that he would stay.
"Is it 'we' already?" Jamie asked "Have you taken your vows then?"
Alora waited for his answer
"Soon enough." Jon answered
Alora's heart fell to pieces. Jamie glanced back at Alora, realizing what was going on. Alora looked at her Uncle Jamie before spinning on her heal and walking away.
"Nice job you did there." Jamie said pointing to his niece before walking away.
Jon was confused until he looked behind him to see Alora rounding the corner.
"Alora!" Jon shouted as he speed walked behind the girl
"Just go away, Jon." Alora said as she wiped away the tears on her cheeks "I don't want you here."
"Lora, I'm sorry." Jon apologized as Alora stopped walking and faced him
"I never want to see you again." The girl spat before walking away
Jon stood there, feeling as if he had made a big mistake.
Alora rode alongside her father on the journey back to King's Landing. Alora tried her hardest not to look back at Lord Stark and Jon. She glanced back and saw Ned riding back this way, she then looked at Jon, who was looking at her. They stared at each other before he looked away and rode off in the opposite direction.
"You alright, love?" Ned asked the girl who looked like she was about to break into tears
Alora smiled at Lord Stark "Of course, my Lord, no worries."
Ned nodded before looking ahead.
A/N: First GOT Story! tell me what you think? Can't wait to continue