Lyanna stared at the man in front of her. He seemed not too surprise at the sight of her wand pointed at him. Nor did he look afraid.
"What are you doing here?" the man asked.
She watched as the shadows writhed behind the man's back and she instantly knew that this bald man in silk, who smelled like lilacs and rosewater, was being controlled by her true enemy.
He's been possessed like so many others before him.
Like Brynden said, her enemy had legions under his influence. Legions of people who are force to do his bidding. To make blood sacrifices in his name. War and bloodshed that he thrives on.
She could see the ancient entity lurking in the man's eyes as he met Lyanna's gaze and she wonders how the Night King, the Great Other, was able to use his powers inside the Wall and among the living. Like Brynden used the Weirwood tree to see far and beyond, her enemy must be using some kind of conduit that helps him see through the eyes of men. To warg into them and skinchange if they die an untimely death.
Bryden had warn Lyanna that the Night King's goal was to break the Wall and see his heir sits the Iron Throne, which would in turn release the Great Other from his role as the Dying and Rising God. A role that he is force to endure after falling into this world that turned into his prison.
Hence, Lyanna decided right then and there that she must act fast before her enemy could do something to her first.
"Obliviate!" She said swiftly.
At once, a white light erupted from her wand and went straight towards the bald man, who simply blinked in surprise as the spell hit him.
Not wanting to be caught, Lyanna instantly made a run for it as soon as she threw the Obliviate spell at the man. As she ran, she cast the notice-me-not charm and disillusionment charm on her once more, hoping that this time her high-strung emotion would not affect her magic at all.
She continued to run. Her dark brown hair and travelling cloak whipping behind her as she passed oblivious people walking through the hallways and down the stairs of the Red Keep. They didn't glance at Lyanna when she ran passed them. Like before she entered the castle, she was rendered invisible once again.
In the distance, she heard the bells began to ring, which signaled one thing.
The King was dead.
Her mission was a complete success.
However, someone had seen her in the Red Keep and she could only hope that the man wouldn't remember their encounter. She terribly hoped that the Obliviate spell had work on him even though she had cast it hastily.
Lyanna returned to the Inn where she had left her horse and swiftly left King's Landing. She rode fast and tirelessly back to Winterfell like the devil himself was after her, which was not farther from the truth.
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"Someone saw me!" She immediately reported to Brynden as soon as she was able to. "He saw my face!"
"I told you to keep your spells active while you are there," the old man pointed out to her.
"I thought I did, but somehow my magic faltered for a moment due to my negative and conflicting emotions after I killed the King," Lyanna explained.
"That is unfortunate then. However, I have already foreseen this happen, and the man who saw you is none other than Varys the Spider, who has spies all throughout the Seven Kingdoms. This does not bode well for you, Lyanna Stark. If he remembers you lurking in the Red Keep, then I believe that once the eunuch starts his search for the King's assassin, he will most certainly start with you."
"If you have foreseen this happen, then why didn't you warn me about it?" She demanded.
"I didn't warn you because if I did, you would have face with another dire situation," was Brynden's response.
"What could be worst than me being discovered by the Master of Whisperers?" She said.
"If I have told you everything, then you would have encountered a far worst foe than the eunuch in the Red Keep. You would have met the human vessel of our immortal enemy."
Lyanna was silent while she contemplated the three-eyed-raven's words.
"Do you think the Obliviate spell work on the eunuch?" She asks him after a moment.
"He was under the influence of our true enemy when he has seen you. So no. The spell you cast upon him probably hasn't work on him at all."
"What shall I do then? If he finds out that I'm the assassin, then I will be putting my family's life at risk. I am certain that the people will blame my Lord father for this if I'm found out. They will probably think that my Lord father has ordered me to kill the King."
"Dear child, the only solution to your problem is for you to disappear and take a new identity." Brynden replied. "I have already foreseen this happening. That's the reason I told you before that you won't have a choice but to leave your family behind a moons turn from now. The time will come when Varys' spies will find you, despite your efforts to hide, where you will only endanger your family's life. Your connection to House Stark will bring your family's ruin. Thus, it's better that you severe your family ties and become someone else before Varys' birds finds you.."
"But I don't want to leave my family behind..." Lyanna stated.
"Like I said, you won't have a choice in the future, Lyanna Stark. It will be taken from you the moment Varys' spies discover who you are and your whereabouts."
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True enough, the news of the King's untimely demise reached the North two days after Lyanna's arrival. Unfortunately for her, the news came alongside an information regarding the assassin who killed the King.
Apparently, her obliviate spell hadn't work on the Master of Whisperers for the eunuch had sent a detailed description of her, the assassin, all throughout the Seven Kingdoms. It was said that the Prince had set up a large bounty for the assassin who killed his father.
Now, everyone knew what the assassin looked like. Lyanna was no longer safe in staying in Winterfell and being connected to her family. She might now be recognize by Varys and his spies, especially when Lyanna's Lord Father received an invitation to come to King's Landing for Prince Rhaegar's coronation a moon turns from now.
Brynden was right. Lyanna no longer had a choice but to leave her home.
"And go where?" She asked Brynden one night. "Where should I go after I leave my family?"
"Perhaps you should go across the Narrow Sea. To Pentos." came the old man's reply.
"Why would I go there?" She said in complete puzzlement.
"Because I have a certain task for you, Lyanna Stark."
"What kind of task do you want me to do?" She asked.
"Its a task that requires stealth and magic. I want you to steal something for me." the old man told her.
"Go straight to the point and tell me what you want me to steal." Lyanna said impatiently.
"I want you to steal a chest containing three petrified dragon eggs." the three-eyed-raven informed her.
Lyanna's eyes widened at this and said, "And why would I need to do such a thing?"
"Because you need dragons in the coming Battle for the Dawn. So you must steal and hatch these eggs to acquire the three dragons."
There was a short pause as Lyanna considered this difficult task that Brynden presented to her.
"When do you intend for me to steal these eggs?" She inquired.
"As soon as possible," came the old man's reply. "However, the decision to leave your home is truly in your hands. Whether you do it after Robert Baratheon's visit or before that, it is entirely up to you."
"I want to remain with my family for as long as I can," Lyanna replied. "So I will wait after Robert Baratheon's visit before I will make my final decision to leave."
"Then, that is settled. Just remember child that Varys' spies are everywhere and you don't know who they are. You must make certain that you are not recognize by any of them."
"I will do my best to keep myself from being recognize, Brynden. Perhaps a different change in hairstyle is in order."
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Thankfully, no one really noticed Lyanna's absence in Winterfell. In fact, it seemed everything was normal when she came back from King's Landing. The moment she did, she immediately threw the straw dummy from her bed and released the Imperio curse from the Maester.
The Maester had then declared that she had made a full recovery from the Dragon Pox. Well, except Lyanna had chosen to cast a spell on herself that made her skin looked pox-marked. Her Lord father was absolutely disappointed at the sight of her blemished skin, but she had done so to discourage Robert Baratheon's attention.
More than that, Lyanna had also decided to cut her hair short. In fact, she had cut her hair close to her ears that she now looked like a boy. Her Lord father had been furious afterward and demanded why she had done such a foolish thing. In response, Lyanna had just shrugged her shoulders and said that her long locks was hard to maintain so that's the reason she cut her hair.
Thus, that was the sight that greeted Robert Baratheon the moment he arrived in Winterfell a week later. With Lyanna sporting an amalgamation of purple marks on her skin and looking like a boy, which seemed to shock the Baratheon heir.
Furthermore, since Lyanna Stark was given a new mission, she was determine to see it through. Other than becoming someone else to hide herself from Varys' spies, she was going to steal those petrified dragon eggs and hatch them herself.
She was going to raise those dragons and become their mother.
Lyanna Stark was going to be the Mother of Dragons as the three-eyed-raven would soon tell her.
