AN- I want to thank wolfgirl of wonderland I love reviews and they always inspire me to write more. Here is another chapter guys let me know what you think.
"Jon." Thomas warned, "If you are still in pain you have to tell me."
"I'm fine Thomas, really I am." Jon gave him a reassuring smile, "I'm healed that was two years ago."
"You almost died Jon." Thomas said, "I couldn't bare it if you die now from the injuries."
"How would I die?" Jon asked, "They are healed over fine."
"I made a deal with the devil, that sword I used it's a dark sword." Thomas told him, "It's supposed to kill anyone it cuts, and how you lived I don't know I fear it still will kill you."
Jon rolled his eyes, "Listen I promise that I'm fine."
"I forget I knew your parents well." Thomas said, "You get the same look in your eyes when you aren't telling the truth as your father did." He paused, "But you have the presence of your mother to make you want to believe words no matter how much you know them to be false."
"What was it that made you realize I was their son?" Jon asked, "You said it was my eyes, but it had to be more, you saw my eyes as I fought you, as you stabbed me."
"It was when we went to burn the bodies." Thomas told him, "I thought you dead because my sword not only cut you, but stabbed you in the side three times hardly anyone comes back from that." Thomas shook his head, "When we set the bodies a fire every body burned, except yours."
Jon tried to remember, but he couldn't he had blacked out once he had been stabbed the third time; he only slightly remembered the heat the light. He had assumed he had been near the fire not in it.
"Fire can not kill a dragon." Thomas said, "Only one from the house Targaryen could with stand fire."
"I am from the house to Stark." Jon said, "Even if Rhaegar is my father I'll always be a Stark, not by name but by blood."
"You may not want to live to your name, but you are Jon Stormborn of House Targaryen of the blood of old Valyria you are the dragon's son" Thomas told him.
"Keep your voice down." Jon said, "Forever I will be Ned Stark's bastard son no one is to know who I really am." He thought of the rebellion of Rhaegar's other children, his wife. "For the safety of Arianna and Lyanna."
"But you are so much more, perhaps you could take the Iron Throne, you can avenge your father's death." Thomas said to him.
"You aren't listening to me I live here in Winterfell, Thomas, I haven't even spoken to Ned yet about my mother about what you have told me I don't know if I ever will I don't want to risk these words falling on wrong ears." Jon shook his head, "Thomas no more words of who I should be or would have been if the war never happened."
"As you wish." Thomas said bowing his head as he stepped away.
Catelyn stood on the other side of the corridor she had head every word spoken by he husband's son. Could it be true that Jon wasn't Ned's at all? But who? They had mentioned Rhaegar the prince that had kidnapped Ned's beloved little sister. Was Jon the product of rape? How could Ned love the child that came from evil? How could he love the son of the man who had hurt his sister? She turned and hurried away quickly before she was discovered. She wasn't the type of woman to let anything go, she was to find her husband and find out the truth once and for all about Jon's birth. She found him in their room he was reading by the fire.
"I need to know." She said softly causing Ned to look up "I need to know who Jon's mother is."
"We put this to rest a long time ago." He shut his book, "We are not talking of it again."
"We never have talked of it!" She felt herself getting angry.
"It's in the past it doesn't matter who she was." He told her
"I've heard something." She continued not listening to her husband, "I've heard a rumor and I want you to tell me the truth." She paused, "Are you Jon's father?"
"It isn't hard to see he looks like a Stark." Ned told her he was about to continue on, but she cut him off.
"But he isn't yours is he?" she asked, "I've met everyone of your siblings." She said to him, "I knew your sister."
Ned froze as he looked up at his wife, was she hinting that she knew the truth? She knew who Jon's parents were? "Catelyn."
"She's his mother isn't she?" She asked him, "That is why you took him in, loved him?"
Knowing he couldn't lie to her not anymore he hung his head, "Yes."
"He is the son of an evil man a man that raped your little sister." Catelyn didn't understand why her husband loved Jon.
"Rhaegar never raped her." He said, "She loved him and ran off with him, perhaps if I hadn't pushed her aside I would have seen it."
"It wasn't your fault Regina had many fooled." Catelyn told him, "But why could you never tell me?"
"I hardly knew you when we married." He told her, "I hardly knew you when we had Robb. I couldn't let anyone knew whose blood flowed through Jon's veins I had to keep him safe, she made me promise her as she died."
"But why after you knew me? After you loved me?" She asked him.
"At that point I had already lied to you I didn't see the point in brining up my lie." He told her, "I didn't want to upset you."
"All this time." Catelyn whispered, "I have hated him when I could have loved him." She thought of Lyanna, they had met at kings landing and while Lyanna had been younger then her there was something in the girl that made everyone love her. She had what Ned called the wolf blood, she was hot tempered and strong. They had become quick friends. If she had only known Jon belonged to Lyanna and not her husband she would have loved the boy, she would have mothered him. "If you had only told me I could have loved him, like his mother would have."
"I'm sorry Catelyn I just" he stopped himself, "I should have especially once I saw Thomas come back. I should have known he would tell someone." He paused, "Is he telling people?"
"No I over heard him talking to Jon." She told him
"Thomas is a fool he should understand why I've kept this hidden for so long, and Jon why is he talking of it where others can hear?"
"Jon told Thomas to quiet, he didn't want him talking of it." She felt strange defending Jon the boy she had hated for so long.
"What did they say?" he asked, he had to find out how much Jon knew, he had to find out why after all these years Thomas had come back.
"Thomas was trying to get him to take up his father's name, he wants him to take the iron throne." Catelyn told him
Ned felt his heart drop half because the thought that Jon really wasn't his son kicked in and the fact Jon could see Rhaegar as his father. Then a fear that set in would Jon try and take his true father's throne? Jon would have the right before any other who would he himself side with? He had always wondered if he had known the truth about Lyanna would he have fought against the Targaryens all those years ago. Now would he side with Jon the boy he saw as a son or his best friend? He knew he didn't need to think hard, he would side with Jon, but it would be a bloody war.
"Jon refused to listen to him." Catelyn continued, "He told Thomas that he was of House of Stark."
Ned felt his heart swell so Jon chose to stay a wolf instead of becoming a Dragon. "Why?" He asked, "Did he give a reason?"
"Yes, he is truly a Stark he would rather protect his pack then go off like a dragon in fire and rage." She told him, "He wants to keep Arianna and Lyanna safe and he knows he will risk them if anyone where to know who he really was." She knelt down next to her husband, "you did a fine job raising him my love, I just wish I was there to help you, I wish I was there the way I was for all of your other children."
"It's alright Catelyn everything happens for a reason." Ned kissing her forehead, "I'm just proud he is thinking for whom he has and not for whom he lost, revenge is an evil cycle that never ends."
"How has it come to this?" Robb asked as he looked at his brother laying in the bed before him all the machines hooked to him. How was Jon going to pull through this one? He wondered. He didn't know what was really going on all he remembered was Jon yell to him from down the hall, he remembered the winter was coming then he woke up here looking at Jon half dead. He had memories of being Mark Greyson, memories of hating Nate, hurting him. He felt a pain in his heart, how had he ever done that to Jon? He wondered if Nathan Haze was as strong as Jon Snow. "You can pull through this brother you always do." He sat down in the chair next to the bed trying to make sense of his two lives. He knew enough that no one else remembered Winterfell, he was alone with his memories other the Eli. The little girl had come to live with him and Elizabeth for a little over a month now. She and Robb kept their memories a secret from Elizabeth; it was hard trying to fall into his life as Mark. He didn't like how he had to act Mark was heartless and cut throat, he wasn't a fair and just man. Robb was a man of honor, how could he be both?
"Any change?" Aaron's voice broke through his thoughts. Robb looked up to see Thomas standing before him, he smiled softly knowing at least Thomas had stuck close keeping an eye on Jon even if he didn't realize why he did.
"No." Robb answered.
"After everything this kid has been through." Aaron said with a sigh, "It started at young age, his first foster home went up in flames, he was the only one to survive."
"What." Robb asked his head snapping up to look at Aaron, "He survived fire here?"
"They found him only three years old a little dirty, but other wise unharmed no one knows how he survived." Aaron told him
"Fire can't kill a dragon." Robb said softly
"What?"
"Nothing." He quickly answered but couldn't help the smile that spread across his face. If Jon could still live through fire in this place then he could still be a fighter, he still wouldn't let himself die. "I should get going." Robb said standing up, "I have to go pick Eli up from school."
"It's a wonder that child stays with you." Aaron said, "I've never seen her want to stay somewhere other then what ever place Nate is."
Robb shrugged his shoulders, "She still wonders off sometimes." He said, which was true she often went off into the woods with the wolves against his wishes that was why he picked her up from school, "That's why I pick her up instead of the bus."
"Why all of a sudden are you so interested in Nate?" Aaron asked changing the subject.
"He's my brother." He answered softly, "It seems I may have forgotten it over the years."
"What made you realize?" Aaron asked, "After all these years he could have used you so many times in the past? Why now when he's going to die?"
"He won't die." Robb told him, "He's strong he has pulled through time and time again."
"Mark its time you face the facts, it would be best to just." Aaron stopped himself, "To end this all now why prolong this?"
"He isn't going to die." Robb said stubbornly, "I'm not going to give up on my brother." He and Jon used to be so close, now he had mixed memories of being best friends with his brother and memories of beating on him, hating him. "I need to go." Robb walked out of the room quickly before Aaron could say anymore. It was strange hearing Thomas talk so little of Jon. He was the one that always thought so much of Jon he always said Jon could survive everything.
"How was school today?" Robb asked as he walked down the road with Eli,
"Good I guess." She answered, "But I want to go home."
"Little wolf I don't know if we will ever get the chance." He told her,
"Then I just want mommy to remember me and daddy to live, he doesn't even have to remember just as long as he doesn't die." Eli said softly
"You sound much older then five." Robb said with a smirk, "Just remember you have to call me Mark. I think Elizabeth heard you the other day when you called me Robb."
"Why can't we tell her?" Eli asked,
"Because it won't do any good she has to remember on her own." Robb told her, "Right now her life makes sense everything about it."
"Will she remember soon?" she asked
"I don't know, I don't even know why we are here and why we have these fake memories, all I know is that the last thing I remember your father told me winter had come." He paused, "you may think I know all the answers little wolf but I am just as confused as you are."
Eli said nothing as they walked through the front door.
"How was school?" Elizabeth asked as the little girl dropped her backpack on the floor, but Eli didn't answer she just ran upstairs. "She hates me." Elizabeth said with a sigh.
"She doesn't hate you." Robb told her
"Then how come she will talk to you for hours on end while she hardly speaks to me?" She went back to preparing dinner.
"It's just going to take time for her to adjust she hasn't exactly had stability in her life." He knew he would have to talk to Eli about ignoring Elizabeth it seemed she tried to distance herself from the mother that knew nothing of her. He knew she was only five and that it must be hard to know you are with your mother while she couldn't remember you, but it wasn't her fault.
"Have you gone to see Jon?" he asked as he stole a small carrot that she was cutting up.
"Who?" she asked.
"Nate." He quickly corrected himself, he had warned Eli about being careful and now here he was slipping up.
"But you said Jon." Her mind raced, why did Jon sound so familiar, did she know a Jon?
"Nope." He had to make her think she just heard him wrong, even thought Jon and Nate didn't even sound alike.
"Alright." She said without arguing.
That wasn't like her, to not argue or perhaps it was, thinking about things like this hurt his head. The Arianna he knew would have gotten him to admit he said the wrong name, to get to the reason why to never let anything slip by her, but the Elizabeth he knew was meek she hardly had her own opinion and went along with everything he said. He thought of when he told Jon he wanted a girl like Elizabeth, but in truth he had wanted a girl like Arianna, in fact he had wanted Arianna, but let her go so Jon could be happy. Now Arianna was his he should be happy, but was she really? Looking at her in the world he could see her eyes, they were just how they had been when Jon was thought to be dead, those two years her eyes were empty hollow missing the man she loved. Looking at her now in the kitchen her eyes were once again hollow and empty. He felt a pain in his chest he loved her with all his heart, but it would never be enough she would always love Jon even when she didn't remember him, even when she didn't know who he was.
"Mark?" Elizabeth asked, but Robb continued to just state at her, "Mark!" she said a little louder.
"Huh?" he asked when he realized she was talking to him.
"The wedding, do you have any ideas where you want it?" she asked
The wedding. He was about to marry his brother's wife. "Um nope." He mumbled.
She smiled, but under her breath he heard her mumble, "of course."
"Excuse me?" he asked, in the past he wouldn't have heard her, for being a lawyer as just Mark he didn't pick up on much, but as Robb he was trained to pay close attention to everything including the soft words a woman mumbled under her breath.
"Nothing." She said looking up at him with a smile. But the smile only seemed to anger him, how could she smile at him? She was angry he knew that she wanted his option and he didn't give it.
"For once could you say something you mean?" He exclaimed angrily which caused her to freeze. He winced the moment he spoke the blood of the wolf that was within Robb seemed to boil easily these days it had been hidden in Mark.
"What?" she asked, "Speak my mind."
"Never mind." Robb mumbled,
"No" She said, "Don't tell me to never mind." Robb looked up at Elizabeth and for a moment he saw a flash of Arianna with in her, he had gotten her mad, mad enough to maybe awaken the woman that he both loved and feared.
"It's just I put you through hell all the time." Robb told her, "I put you down, I make you have my opinion I don't treat you as I should, why don't you ever put me in my place?"
"Your place?" she asked, "Mark I love you I have realized in order to stay by your side you don't want the girl that will express what she truly wants, if it's a little thing I can just put aside what I want and do what you want, because I love you, love is about putting that person before yourself."
"You don't deserve it." He told her, "You deserve to be treated as a princess."
She sighed and walked over to him placing her hand on the side of his face. "Mark." She said, "I love you everything about you." She leaned forward and kissed him. For a moment Robb feared, he was kissing Arianna he had dreamed of this moment for many years. He knew Mark had kissed her many times, but this was different he could remember his life as Robb Stark the man that let the woman he loved go so his brother could be happy, then had to stand by and watch as she lived with his brother, as she loved his brother and never him. He had Arianna's love now, she was kissing him this very moment planning on marrying him. He had frozen when she kissed him, but now he melted in to the kiss, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her down on his lap. This moment was perfect, he finally had Arianna in his arms, she was his and only his. No. He didn't hold Arianna he held Elizabeth and even Elizabeth was Jon's she just didn't remember. He pulled back slightly.
"Is something wrong?" she asked
"No, it just Eli might walk in." he said softly which was true, but it wasn't the reason he stopped. While that had been his dream come true he couldn't allow it to happen again. He couldn't touch her again kiss her. He knew next time he wouldn't have the will power to stop. As much as he did want to find himself in bed with her, he knew he would regret it later. He couldn't bed his brother's wife, he couldn't kiss her again, and he couldn't hold her. He felt the sharp pain in his chest wishing that he had cherished his time with Elizabeth as Mark instead of feeling guilty with her now as Robb.
"What are you doing here?" Lyanna whispered, as she stood beside her horse in the dark woods. She had gotten his crow a short time ago and rushed to this very spot, this meadow he had told her to meet him.
"How did you know it was me?" he asked from the shadows.
"I know your hand my love." She told him, "Even without a name written I would always know it was you who wrote it."
"I've missed you." He spoke softly as he stepped out of the shadows.
"I have miss you too Rhaegar, but why did you have to send me away like that?" she asked tears coming to her eyes, "To call me a whore to say you tire of me?"
He stepped forward and cupped the side of her face in his hand, "I had to let everyone in court believe I had forsaken you to keep you safe."
"But why?" she asked, "Why couldn't I stay with you?"
"There are dangers in this land." He told her, "for any dragon or anyone associated with one." He paused, "I had to make sure you were safe."
"Does your wife know you have come here?" she asked
"I no longer have a wife." He told her, "The woman I married bedded another through our whole marriage her children aren't mine."
"How?" she asked, "How do you know the children aren't yours?"
"My hair is fair and so is hers yet our children black as a raven's feathers." He told her. He stepped closer to Lyanna, "I love you and only you." He kissed her hoping she would kiss him back happy when he found she did.
The moment he kissed her she felt her body go weak, she thought perhaps she would fall to the ground if he hadn't wrapped his arms around her. They stood together locked in each other embrace, locked in each other's kiss neither wanting to move.
Slowly Rhaegar lowered her to the ground never breaking his kiss, hardly stopping for hair. He moved from her mouth to her neck and collarbone tracing her breast with his hand. How he had missed her, his lovely Lyanna.
His touch seemed to make the world stand still she moaned as he kissed her neck, she wanted him. She had dreamed of his touch many times since she had returned home, but never thought she would feel it again. Brought her so much pleasure she doubted Robert could ever bring her. Robert her betrothed. She had to stop thinking of him; she would ruin her moment here with Rhaegar if she thought of that oaf of a man.
She helped him take her dress off not wanting him to stop. Rhaegar knew her body well he knew how to make her truly happy. He had never taken this much time to know his wife or soon to be late wife. He cared for Lyanna this was pleasure for the both of him, while when he bedded his wife it had simply been for his own pleasure and to create heirs. Never once had he thought of making her feel good, but Lyanna, he had to make sure he took his time with his beloved.
"I am no maiden." Lyanna whispered, "You made sure of that." She bit at his ear as she pulled his shirt over his head then quickly moving to untying his pants. "I want you Rhaegar, I want you now." She could feel herself filling with excitement as his hands moved down her body, he took two of his fingers and pushed them inside of her using his thumb to rub her clitoris he began to push his fingers deeper he moved faster the more she groaned. He could feel her muscles tightening around his fingers and knew she was ready to cum. She let out a big moan as she came she felt more pleasure she had never thought she would feel like this again, she doubted Robert would fulfill her the way Rhaegar did. She had to stop thinking of him, she or she would ruin the moment. Turning her attention away from her mind, away from Robert. She could feel his hardness against her leg and knew he wanted to enter her, she knew he was ready. Rhaegar locked his mouth on to hers kissing her as he pushed himself inside her. He paused for a moment so she could get used to the feeling of him inside then began to move slowly, he wanted nothing more then to move faster, but wanted to make sure she enjoyed what they were doing.
"Faster" she panted, "Rhaegar more." She gasped as she once again got close, She arched her back as to help him get deeper, she wanted him and she wanted him now. No longer did think of Robert, her body seemed to crave Rhaegar like a drug.
He could feel her tighten around his member again as she yelled his name as she came again. Still wanting to make this even more enjoyable Rhaegar held off longer he pulled out and pushed himself back in trembling with desire as he did, she gasped again underneath him loving every minute of them being connected. He pushed into her again and again pulling out and pushing back in faster and faster.
Seneca felt herself gathering again working up to her climax again, she didn't know how much more pleasure her body could take, but still she wanted more. As he moved faster in her, panting and breathing hard she hit her climax again this time he came with her as well yelling her name as she yelled his.
He rolled off of her panting next to her in the meadow.
"I have missed you." She said clearly out of breath.
"Marry me." He said rolling to over to look down at her beautiful eyes.
"Rhaegar." She said softly, " I believed you when you told me to leave, when you said I was just a whore."
"Those were just words to keep you safe, I never meant them any of them." He leaned down and kissed her. "I only meant to keep you safe."
Tears came to Lyanna's eyes, "I'm to marry Robert." She said softly, "I can't go back on my word, not now."
"How could you want him when you love me?" he asked, "After what we just did?"
"It's not that I want him, my love I will always want you and only you, but I have already agreed to his hand we are to marry in a month."
"Run away with me." He told her, "By the time anyone finds out your missing it will be to late. We will be far away."
"You are the crowned prince." She said softly, "You can't give that up for me." She stood and put her dress back on, "I must get back before anyone realizes I am missing."
"Lyanna." He said softly, "Don't go please, and come with me."
"I'm sorry my love, but this is the last time we will see each other, the last time we can see each other." She mounted her horse feeling dirty, how could she say that to a man she just allowed herself to be with? She truly did sound like a whore now. There was nothing she could do about it, she was to marry Robert she had given her word. She couldn't go back on it now. She rode away with tears in her eyes. She loved Rhaegar, but knew she would have to let him go.
"Jon." Ned said as he stopped him walking down the hall, Jon had already been back a few months now, but yet seemed to be avoiding him.
"Yes father." He said politely
Ned frowned would Jon ever tell him that he knew the truth? "We haven't talked since you got back."
"Sorry father I have been very busy." He started and glanced away.
"Yes trying to get to know your daughter it must be hard." Ned told him, "I thought it was hard returning here without Robb knowing who I was and he was only a handful of months old."
"Yes hard, but she seems to be adjusting well she already calls me father and already seems to care for me, which is the most I could ever hope for." It was true little Lyanna had instantly loved her father. She was only two and it was hard to understand what she said, but she said an angle told her he was her father and that she loved him.
"That's good." Ned said there was a strange silence before Jon mumbled an answer
"Yes."
Ned sighed, "Jon when you came back when you met Lyanna you said she was named after your mother."
Jon glanced away again, "Sorry I shouldn't have said that in such a public place."
"So you know?" Ned asked
"Yes." Jon said, "Thomas told me everything." He paused, "Well not everything, just who my mother was and" he paused again, "My father."
"I'm sorry Jon, sorry I never told you." Ned glanced down at the ground
"No." Jon told him, "There is no reason to be sorry, you did it to protect me, I would not have grown up any different if I had known it was safer, it is still safer for me to simply be your bastard son, safer for Arianna, or Lyanna."
"You are so much like her." Ned said with a smile, "Your mother was a protector the wolf blood flowed through her strong as much as it does you, but how you are so even tempered I will never know. She has so hot tempered and your father far worse then her he truly was a dragon." He paused, "Perhaps your life would have been different if I hadn't backed Robert, but I believed he had taken her."
"I know." Jon said, "But who knows perhaps Robert still would have won at least your family is safe."
"You don't want to try and live up to your father's blood?" he asked, "Take your rightful place in kings landing."
"I am a man of the north." Jon said with a smirk that reminded Ned so much of his little sister, "I'll never belong in the south and certainly not as a king."
"You would rather stay here as a bastard son with no right to anything then go south and try and become king and have rights to everything?"
"They key word is try, I'm not promised anything trying to take the throne, but I risk everything, I would risk my wife, my daughter, but as your bastard son I at least have my family, my wife my daughter and I will know they are safe and that is really all that matters."
"You are a smart man Jon." He told him, "I am proud to be your father."
"And I am proud to be your son." Jon said with a smile, "Because no matter what you will always be my father."
"There is a stick in your hair." Regina whispered from behind Lyanna causing her to jump.
"What are you doing up at this time?" Lyanna whispered
"I could ask you the same question." She replied her cruel smile on her lips. Lyanna knew she didn't like this woman, her brother's wife something was off about her, something was horribly off and her brother was blind to it. "And your dress." She said, "Is wrinkled."
"I fell from my horse." Lyanna told her.
"Why were you out riding so late?" Regina continued to question.
"I couldn't sleep."
"It's not kind to lie sister." Regina seemed to purr
"I'm not your sister." Lyanna hissed back
"Not by blood but by marriage we are." Regina circled her, "You being out in the woods had nothing to do with the little prince?"
"What?" How did she know? How did Regina know she had been with Rhaegar?
"I saw you with him, moaning in pleasure." Regina told her, "Perhaps I should wake your brother and get him to make me feel the way the prince made you."
Regina knew, she saw them in the woods, what was she going to do? "I don't know what you saw, but that wasn't it" Lyanna said weakly, "Now leave me alone." She turned and stormed off in the direction of her room praying Regina wouldn't say anything, but something told her Regina wasn't the type to let things go.
Robert pulled her close and let a wet sloppy kiss fall on to her lips. He was drunk drinking far to much, and much to rough for her liking. He smelled bad and talked to loud. Her future husband repulsed her. She tried to pretend that she was kissing her beloved, but every time Robert touched her it was so different it was impossible to pretend. While Rhaegar touched her with care, thinking of her pleasure first Robert only thought of himself, his pleasure. While she refused to let him do anymore then kiss her she still knew a life with him wasn't going to be like the life she dreamed of with Rhaegar. She felt sick the smell seemed to be making her feel worse and worse. When he pulled away and staggered side ways she excused herself quickly hurrying from the feast that was held in honor of her betrothal to Robert. Once outside she threw up into the bushes. She didn't feel well perhaps something she ate wasn't agreeing with her, perhaps her husband to be repulsed her that much.
She sat down on a bench letting the cold air hug her.
"What's wrong darling sister?" Regina asked with a smile that seemed to say she knew something.
"Nothing just tired." Lyanna answered, ever since Regina had seen her in the woods she tried her best to be civil to her so far Regina hadn't told anyone.
"You look like you are sick." Something about her smile seemed cruel like she was enjoying this.
"I'm fine it was just hot in there and I ate something bad." Lyanna mumbled feeling a wave wash over her again.
"Perhaps." Regina said with a smile, "perhaps not."
"What do you mean?" Lyanna asked
"When was the last time you bled?" Regina said with a laugh as she walked inside the party.
Lyanna froze and placed her hand on her stomach as fear gripped her. She hadn't bleed in a while now, not since the night in the meadow. She felt her heart race and panic grip her. What had she done?