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MELISANDRE
The blizzard that had invaded the room moments ago stopped abruptly. Almost as suddenly as it had started. The room still felt cold.
Melisandre lay on the floor, too shocked by what had happened. Something perverse had interrupted her. Something cold. Something that knew exactly who these two were.
She could immediately tell that the ritual had failed when she saw that one of the fire pits was extinguished. Not only that, it was slightly frozen over.
'…'
'That was…'
'The…Great Other's doing' –thought Melisandre, still trying to regain her composure.
'…'
"Jon Snow…Daenerys Targaryen…I failed you both" -Melisandre lamented, as she stood towards Jon Snow's body "…I saw you in the flames…The Lord brought you back for a reason! And Daenerys Targaryen had a role too…"
She touched Jon's face. He was still breathing, but this was but an empty shell that wouldn't endure more than a day or two, now that his soul was gone for good. The same for her.
'Now both of them are gone'
'…'
"Jon Snow… You were the one… you were the prince-" -Melisandre couldn't finish as she saw Jon's Direwolf walk towards Daenerys' body. The beast then let out a whine and started to lick her face.
Just then…she saw something in that face…
…two grey eyes, wide open.
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