Hello Everyone! Thank you so much for all of your feedback and suggestions. I still can't decide which way I want this story to head. I have narrowed it down to three paths:
1) Lilly and Jon will be caught and forced to return to the wall. The Lord Commander will take Jon beyond the wall, and (try to) leave Lilly behind. 2) The wildlings catch them on their journey to find Robb Stark, and take them directly to the King beyond the wall 3) They make it all the way to Robbs camp to fight for the North. Perhaps Lilly would catch the eye of Robb Stark? Creating some tension between the brothers. Not sure where I would go with this plot line.
Leave me your thoughts!
Mormont POV
The Lord Commander had been looking into the White Walkers for some time now. He needed to understand them if he was to protect Lilly. He had requested a book from the Citadel months ago. It was written by the very first Lord Commander of the Night's Watch after the defeat of the white walkers. Mormont hoped it contained some answers. He opened the book and began to read.
The Others have an overall humanoid appearance, but do not be fooled. They are not like us. They are larger and stronger than we are, easily being able to send men flying back with a single blow. Their grey-white skin seems to be rotting, stretched across their large bodies. Their skin is icy to the touch, burning all those they come into contact with. There most notable feature is there glowing blue eyes.
The White Walkers possess powers related to ice and cold. You can tell they are approaching by blizzards and temperatures that drop abnormally fast. The only known weaknesses is dragon glass and Valyrian steel. Both will kill them immediately.
Nothing the Lord Commander didn't know. It gave him comfort that Lilly would be harder to injure. He continued to skim until he came to the section written about the Night's King.
The White Walkers are led by the Night's King. The Night's King was originally just a man. He was created by the children of the forest, when they stabbed him through the heart with a shard of dragon glass. The Night's King is thought to be made of ice itself, not the fleshy material of the others. The Night's King alone has the ability to create more white walkers, as well as raise living creatures back from the dead. The Night Kings is thought to be the only white walker able to father children.
The prophecy of old say the most beautiful women in the North will be taken by the Night's King. For the first time in 8000 years, he will feel again. Love again. Because of his gentleness, the gods will gift him one child. A single daughter.
"Lilly." Mormont whispered.
But at the cost of his loves life. Any creature with this ice in their veins is destined to ripe its way out of their mother. The child's hair shall be the color of wine, skin paler than the moon, and eyes icy as the frost. A beauty so enchanting, even a mad dog could be tamed by her spell. A great black bear will raise her to be kind and gentle. One man will be able to touch her. Try as they may to resist the bond, the white wolf will take her.
The beast will make her his on the first night of the Harvest moon. As she cries his name into the night, their souls will tie together. They will form a love so strong, that neither can live while the other does not. His pain will be hers, just as hers shall be his.
Mormont paused at this. Jon Snow. He couldn't love her. He couldn't marry her. He had sworn an oath. The boy was a member of the Night's Watch. Something that condemned most to an untimely death. If this comes to pass that would mean innocent little Lilly would follow Jon. Die an early death. He couldn't allow this to happen. He had sworn to her dying mother that he would keep her safe.
He remembers earlier that day, after he told Jon that his father had been beheaded. Jon had fallen to his knees grasping his chest. Mormont had climbed the stairs and rounded a corner, to see Lilly on her knee's grasping her chest in pain. He knew that the bond hadn't been completed. There hasn't been a harvest moon in months. But she could still feel his pain.
The Lord Commander thought back to the night Lilly had been born. Any creature with this ice in their veins is destined to ripe its way out of their mother, the text had said. Lilly's birth had been a gory mess. Mormont feared Lilly would share the fate of her mother if she were to fall pregnant.
She would not share her mother's fate. Or whatever fate awaited Jon Snow.
Lilly had been at the wall for seventeen years and not once had she looked at a man the way she looks at Jon Snow. He must stop this. He would forbid them from seeing each other, before the damage that's already been done becomes irreversible.
"Lord Commander!" Samwell Tarly came barging into his study. He was panting, it seemed that he had been rushing to bring him news of something.
"What is it Tarly?" Mormont sighed. He didn't have time for this nonsense.
"It's Jon." He gasped. "He rode out to find his brother."
Relief flooded through Mormont. If the boy wasn't here, he couldn't bond with Lilly any further. He couldn't defile her and seal her fate. Of course he would send out a small search party for show, but he had no intention of bringing Jon back.
"He had someone with him." Samwell continued. Mormont's eyes snapped up. "Much too small to be Grenn or Pyp. They rode off into the night together." This caught Mormont's attention.
Oh no. The Lord Commander shot out of his chair, and out the door of his study. He rushed up the stairs to the east wing of the Tower of the Lord Commander. He threw open the door to Lilly's chambers, only to find it empty.
"Lilly!" He called out. There was only silence. Her cloak and boots were gone. The bastard had taken her. His precious, innocent little girl. He had never wanted to kill anyone more than he wanted to kill Jon Snow at that moment.
"Gather a search party and find them." He commanded. Sam had turned to leave, but the Lord Commander asked, "When is the next Harvest moon Tarly"
"It's expected this night or the next." Sam paused. "What is it Lord Commander?"
Mormont's eyes nearly bugged out of his head. He had one night to save her.
"Jon Snow has taken something very precious to me." He snapped.
In his hurry to gather a number of men to pursue Jon, he Lord Commander failed to read the last sentence of the prophecy. The final line that said:
With her and the power of winter behind him, the wolf of ice and fire shall become king.
Jon POV
They rode fast and hard through the night. Jon could hardly believe he had broken his vows and ran. He knew he had made the right choice whenever he felt Lilly's arms tighten around him. They had a half a day's head start at least. Jon had no doubt that the Lord Commander would come searching for him, so he had to be sure they were a safe distance away before stopping.
He couldn't believe the kindest and most beautiful girl he had ever seen took his hand and ran away with him into the night. If this was only a dream, the gods were cruel.
The sun was beginning to peak over the horizon. The horse needed to rest, as did they. Jon could feel Lilly cringing in pain every time the horse moved, as much as she tried to hide it from him. He didn't even have to see her face to know she was hurting.
He halted the horse near a flowing river, hopping down to inspect the area for dangers. When he deemed it safe, he grasped Lilly's hips and slid her off the horse as well. Her legs wobbled as she tried to stand, her lack of ridding experience made obvious. She nearly tumbled to the ground, but Jon had caught her in his arms.
He carried her bridal style to the river before carefully laying her down by a tree.
"Thank you." She whispered. He nodded.
She looked disheveled. Her long auburn hair that was decorated with twigs and leaves had been whipped around by the winds, causing it to tangle. Her cheeks were flushed, and her lips had become blood red. The cold and wind chapping them. Her eyes were wide and her chest heaved, as she stared at him starring at her. She looked wild. And it was so beautiful.
The spot he chose for them to rest in had the river on one side and a dense growth of trees on the other. It was the perfect place to make a fire and rest for a few hours for no one could sneak up on them. She looked like a forest nymph against that tree. Enchanting.
"What are you staring at?" She whispered.
"You." He said simply. The corners of her mouth twitched up. She tried to scoot closer to him, but her dress got caught on a twig jutting from the ground. She gave an exasperated sigh as she tried tugging her dress away.
Jon moved toward her, pulling out a knife he kept tucked away in his pocket. She watched him curiously, as he kneeled beside her and gripped the bottom of the fabric. The knife easily sliced through the dress, from the bottom all the way to her hip. He did the same to the other side.
"You'll be able to move easier now." He said quietly.
"Thank you Jon." She whispered to him meaningfully. She was thanking him for not leaving her behind at Castle Black. "I'm so sorry about your father."
He stiffened immediately. He did not want to think about his beloved father whose head probably decorated the spikes outside the walls of the Red Keep.
"We'll rest here." He said. "I'm going to gather wood for a fire."
He grabbed his sword and made for the woods. By the time he had returned she had fallen asleep against the tree. Her chest was rising and falling gently, her body was curled slightly to the side. He cursed himself for cutting her dress. It may have allowed her to move faster, but her creamy white legs peaked out. All the way up to her hip.
He tried to keep his attention on creating a fire, but he would find his eyes constantly wandering to the sleeping angel only feet away. When the fire finally caught, he arranged their cloaks in a make shift bed on the forest floor.
Jon gingerly picked Lilly up in his arms, and laid her next to him near the fire. After he had laid down, she had unconsciously shifted nearer to him. She had balled fists of his shirt in her tiny hands, and lay her head on his chest. He began to pick the leaves and twigs out of her hair and brush the tangles with his hands. He found himself drifting off quickly, happy to hold her so close.
Lilly POV
Lilly awoke from her dreams feeling so deliciously warm. She snuggled her warm pillow closer, inhaling deeply. Then her pillow groaned. Wait. Lilly's eyes snapped open to the sight of Jon's chest. His arms were wrapped around her waist tightly, while one of her bare legs was hitched around his hip. She was shocked at how intimate their position became in the night.
Lilly tried to wiggle out of his grasp, but that only made him pull her tighter against him. He had shifted to his side, so that his body lay between her legs. That's when she felt it. He was hard, and pressed up against her most sensitive area. She didn't understand the feeling that pooled in her lower belly.
Without her consent, her hips moved to push up against his. Her mouth fell open as she gripped his shoulders and gasped. Jon groaned in his sleep, pulling her even closer. Lilly started to gently kiss his face and neck. Anywhere she could reach. She needed him so badly.
She felt his hand grip her hair, pulling her to face him. His eyes were open, storming with emotion.
"What are you doing?" He growled at her.
"I don't know." She whispered. "I couldn't help it." Her eyes were clouded with desire. Lilly allowed her hands to travel up from his shoulders and into his messy black curls. She leaned in, allowing their noses to brush, as she placed a gentle kiss on his lips. The grip on her hair tightened, and his other hand wandered to her exposed leg. Squeezing her hip so hard she was sure it would bruise.
Jon sighed, pushing her away gently. He looked like he was trying to get ahold of himself.
"Come." He said quickly, beginning to stand. "We have to get moving, we won't stop until night falls."
Lilly nodded. Her legs were still sore from ridding all night only hours before. Jon lifted her by her hips onto the horse, and followed after her. She was confused as to why he didn't want her back. She concluded she would ask him when he wasn't in one of his moods.
He spurred the horse into action, and they began their journey again.
Leave me reviews! I love to read everything you have to say. I also will be on vacation for the next week and a half, so updates will come a little slower. Fav, follow, and review please JI am going to reveal what path this story is taking (out of the three options) in the next chapter. Please tell me your opinions.
Special Shout outs to:
SerenityAngels: Thank you so much for leaving such a detailed review. I have been thinking really hard about what option would make the most sense. I appreciate all of the idea's you're leaving me!
PorcelainPuppetLady: Thank you so much for your insight. I deff think Lilly needs to be awoken and see the world. I think going beyond the wall would help Lilly grow the most. But I am still unsure. Thanks again for your ideas!