26 JON XI

I was worried about Lya. She insisted on riding alone despite my repeated offers and plea for her to join me. At half of the journey she was almost falling on horse neck. I feared the inevitable fall beside she was always riding with this ridiculous side saddle which is no safe way to ride horses in my humble opinion. Baelish kept smirking at her rude replies to me but I couldn't care less, I was really worried about her.

After a while her eyes were drooping, I couldn't stay still anymore. I seized the reins, halted the horse and carried her to my horse despite her objections. She hissed as her bottom touched the saddle and I knew she must be blistered by now by saddle sores. Why would she do something so stubborn like this?

As we reached Winterfell, she was fighting sleeping so hard. Obviously she didn't want to lean on me again. The moment we stopped the horse she jumped and of course she fell to her knees but thankfully Brenden was there and hold her arm decreasing the severity of the fall. And she limped in anger towards our room. Really what gone into her?

I told little finger to brief the king so I could see what's wrong with her and told him I will meet the king later. Of course I will never talk to Robb in the presence of little finger!

I hurried and found her leaning by a wall unable to continue further, I don't know if it was a mere fatigue or she was injured from her fall. I carried her to our room and she kept yelling "leave me, I will walk", "put me down now" but she was so tired to make her thrashes effective or even make her voice audible to anyone but me. I was also tired and now angry at the unneeded trouble she was causing. Such a brat!

I put her to the bed in not so gentle way and she yelped in pain and yelled "fuck you Snow, I hate you"

"Why is all of that?Is it all because you were pregnant indeed?" I yelled back

"You can't bear to have a child with me, right? It's a mutual feeling anyway" I continued with rage making me harsh

She started crying and threw things at me as usual "that's all you care about bastard"

And she kept repeating "I hate you, I hate you"

I didn't give her a mind but when a wooden heel of a boot knocked me in the head, I got mad and stomped towards her, seized her between my arms and said in anger "Enough, enough, enough"

When I thought she calmed down, I released her. But the minute I did, she started yelling again "How dare you? How dare you treat me like this?"

I couldn't believe it, was the company so beneath her? I couldn't reach one convenient cause for such anger. I was truly buzzled "Do you even hear yourself? You are the one who threw things at me and calling me bastard despite it being a common trait between the two of us!" I was yelling by now

"Oh, such an angel you are! As if you didn't drag me to your mistress to tell her of our baby!"

"What kind of a person do that? Bastard doesn't even do you justice!"

I was really dumb founded, what was she talking about "What mistress?"

"Val ! Do you think me stupid?"

"You must by imbecile to think something like this. Val! What's wrong with you? I didn't see her in months" I can't even describe my shock, this was beyond words.

"Ooooooh, really where do you go every day then?" she mocked me, could you believe it?

"And you think I travelled to the Gift and back every day?" the fall must have ruined her thinking!

"If it was not Val, it must be another, Obella? Anyway Val must be your old mistress which doesn't make any difference" and she yelled the last word in so high voice I heard a whistle in my ears

And she started this continuous rant of kings landing lowest insults, no way this girl was raised in the red keep!

"Shut up, if I wanted Val, I could have her long ago, your uncle offered her with Winterfell to me long time ago" and Val offered also to warm my bed but I thought she needn't know this part especially in this mad state she was in

She paused for a while then asked in real interest "why did you refuse? She is very pretty"

"I didn't concur with your uncle in his ways!"

Another pause and again she started her rant about my daily shenanigans with my mistress whom I ride or some crazy talk to this effect! I had enough

"No, I don't sleep with Val or Obella or any woman for what it matters, not even my fucking wife!"

She colored at that and opened her mouth to protest but I confessed in resignation "its Rhaegal my dragon, he came looking for me and I go ride him"

Her eyes went wide and she opened her mouth but I cut her before she could speak "and I mean ride as in normal ride not sleeping with him if you are crazy enough to ask"

She looked stunned and sit unceremoniously on the bed. But she winced and yelped at the same moment

"You must have saddle sores, we should summon the maester to see you "

I turned to go "Wait…"

"Yes, Lya"

"I am….. I am sorry but I still don't understand how can you ride a dragon and why you call it yours, isn't it Daenerys' dragon, why will he follow you?And more important what will the king do if he knew?" she was extremely confused

I shrugged "What can he do anyway?'

"Isn't he the dragon slayer?"

I smiled at that, this nickname reminded me of what they used to mock Sam with, the Slayer, they used to say but I answered her anyway "I will never let him touch Rhaegal"

"How? Why?Where….. Please help me"

I took pity on her and tried to explain what little I knew "for unknown reason the dragons didn't roast me alive, maybe because of my relationship with Dany. Anyway before the long night she suggested it and the dragon just accepted me, I don't know why. I rode him and we fought the night king together. If you became a dragon rider, you have a bond with this dragon forever. And that's it. He returned to search for me!"

She looked puzzled and overwhelmed by everything but I was thankful that she stopped yelling at last and I dared to ask "so are we expecting a child?"

She nodded solemnly and said "two months"

I sighed and rose again to get the maester, the man came and examine her, cleaned the wounds, applied some salve, instructed us on how to apply it again, looked at the disheveled room and left with questioning eyes. I hope he wouldn't think I strapped her or something likewise.

Her creamy skin and ass were delightful to watch and I looked forward to applying the salve to her myself. Was this mean of me to think of? She was my wife and the damage was already done, maybe we can reach an agreement. Maybe she would take me to her bed. I smiled at the prospect

"What are you smiling at?" Gods, how I wanted her even with this whiplash of a tongue

"Nothing, try to rest"

"Listen Jon you are not thinking properly, this dragon is very dangerous, what if the king knew, he will kill you. You must think"

"You don't understand, I can't dump him. He is like Ghost to me"

"Are you going to use him to regain the throne?"

"Of course not, didn't I tell you before I will never betray Robb"

"Please Jon reconsider, people saw the dragon already. He will kill you as he killed the Targaryen queen especially when he knew about the baby"

"Ah about that, I was wondering, do you think the king may be persuaded to give the baby a real surname?" I asked her in hope

She looked to me in sadness then said" I highly doubt it my lord"

My lord! I snorted at this

The meeting with Robb, the next day was stormy at best. He was furious to say the least. The failure of the mission astonished him, which was bizarre to me, it was only the least expected. I thought they took it rather well. We returned in one piece, no one of us was killed or captured. When I said as much, he fumed and started accusing me of shifting alliance. And finally called me "wildling lover"!

And right now, I don't know whether I am a Lannister lover or wildling lover!

But Robb had no direct interaction with the free folk before, I can't blame him for his unrealistic assumption but I only hoped he would grant me the same favor and stop blaming me for everything.

He was so angry, way more than it deserved in my humble opinion. How much money could they raise any way?

"They are challenging me Snow!" he spat angrily then added in a menacing voice

"I will never allow it"

I didn't know whom I should be concerned more about, Robb or the free folk. I will try to salvage this somehow but when he is in a better mood. I am always waiting for this better mood but it never came. When will you return to your old self, Robb?

I prayed for peace. I was exhausted with wars and losses. Why won't Robb feel the same, he almost lost his life before. Couldn't he be thankful for what he reached? The iron throne. What does he want more?

He dismissed me rather rudely and I took the hint and tried to disappear from his face for the next few days