Jon Snow - 290 AC
"You" Lord Reed answered.
Jon was confused "Why me?... My lord" Jon asked afraid that he had done something wrong. The lord seemed to have noticed that "Don't worry you have nothing to worry about, I just want to talk with you Jon . . . in private" Lord responded with a kind tone.
Jon was happy he was calling him Jon, so many people in Winterfell were calling him Bastard or Snow, and sometimes he forgot that his name was Jon.
"Of course my lord, we can talk in God's Wood" Jon responded with a smile and Howland smiled back.
They make their way to God's Wood without talking much, Lord Reed asked Jon how he spends his days here.
To say that he was surprised by his questions was an understatement, Jon couldn't understand why a lord except his father would care to talk to a bastard.
Jon and Lord Reed reached the God's Wood, Jon liked this place, it was a place he could stay and be away from the cold glares of almost everyone in Winterfell, here Jon could daydream like he was a warrior like Aemon The Dragonknight.
He sometimes dreamed of just being Robb, having a mother and a father that loves you, being a lord but he would quickly shake these thoughts away from his head. Robb was his brother and he wouldn't want to take what belonged to him, 'I'm lucky enough to even be raised among them' Jon thought with a sad smile on his face.
Jon turned to Lord Reed who was looking at him like analyzing his face, Jon couldn't understand why he was looking at him that way.
The lord seemed to have understood it "I'm sorry Jon, you just remind me of someone" he said with a sad tone and for a moment Jon thought the lord would cry.
"What is that you wanted to talk about?" Jon asked breaking the silence between them.
The lord sigh heavily "Are you happy Jon?" He asked quietly.
Jon was surprised by his question, from all the questions he didn't expect this one.
"I..." Jon struggled to answer, he wasn't sure of the answer, 'he was a bastard, he should not complain'.
"My lord I don't understand" Jon answered.
The lord looks at him even sadly than before and takes a step forward and sits on the ground covered with snow, he reaches out his hand and touches his clothes around his left arm, touching around the cut parts.
Jon didn't know what to make of this, he looks as the Lord looks at him straight in the eye, Jon could swear the lord had tears in his eyes but was trying to hold them back.
The lord murmured something under his breath, Jon didn't hear him.
"Jon, would you wanted to leave?" He asked looking at him.
"I... I . . . This is my home" Jon answered unsure of what to say.
The lord looks away for a moment and breathes heavily, "I will meet you again soon Jon, and next time you will have better clothes" the lord said and to his surprise, the lord hugs Jon, and Jon hugs him back.
Jon could hear he was crying, The lord pulls away and quickly removes his tears from his face.
"Now come with me, I will get you food in that belly," the lord said reaching out his hand for Jon to grab.
Jon liked the thought of food and grabs his hand and together return to the castle'
Jon's thoughts ended when he saw Robb walking towards him, "Jon, want to spar?" Robb asked with an insecure tone.
Jon nodded his head and gets up, he and Robb walks towards the training yard.
It has been a month since Howland left and no word yet, he had given him food many times. Jon was very happy and hoped Howland would never leave but then he left and he was left alone again.
Jon had noticed the angry looks Howland gave lord Stark during his stay in Winterfell.
Lord Howland had given him much better clothes and warmer, he even gave him gloves and promised to have a surprise for him before he left.
Jon was looking forward to that surprise and was hoping to be clothes or maybe a dragon, Jon thought himself a fool for thinking that.
Jon and Robb reached the training yard and Theon Greyjoy was waiting there with the same annoying smirk.
"So the bastard decided to come," Theon said mockingly, Robb gives him an angry look and Theon just looks at him without removing the smirk away.
Jon grabs a sparring sword, and so does Robb, "Alright Jon you and Theon first" he said giving one more warning look at Theon who just ignored it.
Jon takes a step forward and Theon swings at him but Jon quickly block it and takes two steps back, Theon attacks again, Jon blocks, again and again, Theon was getting more confident and attacking with more strength until Jon suddenly dodged to his right very fast and hit Theon in the leg very hard making fall in his knees, crying out loudly from the pain.
"You bastard son of a whore" Theon yelled and at that moment Jon only saw red, he was filled with rage.
My mother was no Whore
He swings with all his strength at Theon's arm and Jon hears a snap, and he knew that arm was broken, Theon starts falling to the ground but Jon tried to hit him again but Ser Rodrik stops him.
He blocks Jon's attack towards Theon with his sword and grabs his sword and takes it away from Jon's hands.
Jon looks at him angrily but he was calmed down when Ser Rodrik starts looking at him with an apologetic look.
Jon's breath started to calm and only then he noticed everyone looking at him with disgust, and hatred and some of them with fear.
He looks at Theon on the ground who was still crying loudly and he noticed Master Luwin coming with his father who was looking at him angrily.
Jon closed his eyes and tried to stop tears from coming out, he feels a hand on his shoulder and opens his eyes to see Robb looking at him.
"I'm sorry Jon" he apologized, but Jon just walks away.
He heard Robb calling him but he just kept walking and returned to his room.
Rhaenys Targaryen
She was going towards her bed, it was already late, she stayed very late playing with Ari, who had come here with Uncle Oberyn, aunt Ellaria, and Nym.
She was happy to meet Ari again, Margery Tyrell and her boring family had been staying here for quite some time, she didn't like Margery one bit, she would like to talk about her family and she found that very boring, she would often mention how rich her house was and that made Rhae not like her even more.
When she asked her if she used any weapons, she responded that weapons are for boys, she fought the urge to roll her eyes.
She was still a girl but she understood why The Tyrells were here and why they have just given, food for free to the crown.
Even a blind man would understand what they were up to Rhaenys though.
She didn't wanted father to marry that flower to her brother but knew it was not up to her.
Hell even her marriage was not up to her, she knew she would marry someone sooner or later.
She had met many sons of lords but none of them was interesting to her.
The most annoying Tyrell to her was Loras, who thought of himself as the best swordsman.
He was able to beat Egg but then she beat him and his face when he was defeated by a woman.
She reached her room followed by Jaime Lannister, her loyal Kings Guard, she liked Jaime despite many people telling her that he was a King Slayer and could not be trusted, but she didn't listen to any of them.
"Good Night Rhaenys," Jaime said smiling and she smiled back "Good Night Ser Jaime" she responded and closed the door.
She removes her clothes and was left only on her underwear, she jumps on her bed tired, she covers herself with furs and closes her eyes to sleep.
' She was standing in a very cold place, she didn't know where she was but she could see it was a very small room, there was a bed there, well it could be called a bed, Rhaenys wouldn't be surprised if rats slept here.
She looks closely and sees someone sleeping on that bed, she slowly gets closer and hears him crying, she understood he was still awake.
She didn't understand why, but she was feeling very hungry.
She moves closer but couldn't see his face, he was turned to the other side.
She slowly walks to the other side of the bed afraid that he would hear her.
She looks at him and saw his eyes were open and more tears rolling down his cheek.
She wanted to comfort him and telling him that everything was alright before she could say anything "Mother please take me away" he begged and closed his eyes.
She walks close to him and tried to touch his face but right before touching him everything goes dark. '
She opens her eyes getting up, she didn't know why but she starts crying loudly, the door burst open and Jaime comes inside with his sword drawn out "Princess" he called and went to her to look at her.
"You alright?" He asked concerned looking around the room, she hears him walking to her "Princess?" He asked quietly moving his hand to her face to make her look at him "Bad dream" she responded, removing tears from her face.
Jaime sigh "Do you want me to fetch the master or The King?" He asked taking a step away.
She shook her head "Is nothing" she responded looking at the ground.
After a moment of silence "What did you see?" Jaime asked concerned.
"Same dream" she answered and laying on her bed again, Jaime covers her with furs.
"I will be just outside," Jaime said and leaves the room.
It was morning and she gets up ready for the day, she promised Nym to train with her today, to her disappointment Ari wasn't fond of weapons but she was still a good friend despite being 3 name days older than her.
She wears her clothes, a dress with red and black and yellow color showing the colors of House Targaryen and House Martell.
She leaves the room and finds Jaime waiting there "Good Morning Princess" he said with a smile.
"Good Morning Jaime" she responded but could see from the way Jaime was looking at her that he wanted to know how she slept "I slept well," she said, and Jaime sigh.
"You should tell the Queen, at least or maybe your grandmother" Jaime suggested.
"So what, they're just dreams, my mother can't stop my dreams" she responded.
Jaime didn't say anything to that and just reached the room where the royal family eats.
It was a very large room with a good balcony, the table was covered in red and dark color with Targaryen sigil in the middle.
The chairs all had the Targaryen sigil snd were covered in gold.
Her family was already there, well except Viserys who was probably in a brothel.
"Good morning Rhae," her father said with a smile but she could see he had a look of concern on his face.
Aegon was eating bread with roasted meat and honey and not paying attention to her.
Daenerys was talking to the grandmother.
Her mother was looking at her with the same concerned face but didn't say anything.
She makes her way towards them and sits in her chair, a servant serves her food after a short time. She started eating and for a time they were very silent.
"How are things going between you and Lady Margery?" Her father asked and drinking some wine from the goblet.
Her brother thinks about it for a moment "Well, she's a good girl and, she looks beautiful" Aegon responded unsurely.
Her father seemed to think about his response "Very well, what about Lord Loras?" He asked.
"Well, he's good with a sword, and I will sparr with him today, hoping I could beat him" he responded taking a glance from her grandmother which could mean many things.
"Be better than him my son, show him what the crown prince can do" her father said proudly.
Egg smiled and nodded his head "I promise father" he responded happily.
"What about you Rhae?" Her mother suddenly asked she raised her eyebrow "What about me?" She asked.
"What you will do today?" Her mother asked and she found it strange.
Why was she asking? Rhaenys asked herself.
"I promised Nym to train with her today" she responded.
"Very well but I want to have a conversation with you today" she responded with a serious tone to her surprise.
Well there goes my day
Aegon Targaryen
He was making his way towards the training yard.
I must be better than Loras
Aegon thought as he reached the training yard followed by his uncle Lewyn Martell, who was looking at him "What?" He asked.
"Nothing, just try your best" his uncle said with a serious tone.
As long as Aegon could remember his uncle was always like this, he took everything way too seriously and was obsessed with showing to everyone that House Targaryen and House Martell were strong houses.
Aegon didn't know why, but his uncle was always like that, he told him many times to train longer and harder. He would always say.
A Leader is Shown by his Strength with Words and Weapons
That's why his uncle always said to him to train and read more, 'sometimes a book is more dangerous than a Valyria steel sword' he would say.
Aegon had listened to him even when his mother told him he was trying too hard. But Aegon wanted to be as good as his father.
He wanted to be called 'Aegon The Good' just like his father.
His father had spend a lot of his time in the first 5 years after the rebellion to heal all the wounds left by The Mad King. Aegon never referred to The Mad King as grandfather to Aegon he was no kin of his, and he had also the fear of becoming like The Mad King.
That's why Aegon trained hard and read to become a good king like his father.
He reached the training yard, he sees Lord Loras there waiting for him and to his surprise Lady Margery was there too watching them. She smiled at him and he smiled back, he sigh heavily "Be faster" his uncle whisper to him and Aegon walks towards Loras who had a little smirk on his face that he didn't like.
"Your grace" he greeted him, with a cocky tone that Aegon noticed.
Aegon picks up the sparring sword and raise it, Loras raise his too and they were waiting which one would attack first.
Aegon attacks first, Loras raise his sword to block the attack but Aegon pushes the sword away quickly and attacks again confusing Loras. He attacks towards his sword fighting hand, Loras quickly blocks it but the sword hit his shoulder, but only a little.
Aegon steps back and Loras attacks, Aegon blocks his attack, he was fully focused on Loras and seeing he was trying to hit him in the chest. Aegon takes steps away and keeps backing away from his blows waiting for an opportunity to strike. Loras then tries to strike his right hand when Aegon takes a step forward to his left and dodges his sword and hits Loras with all his strength in the chest throwing him in the ground gasping for air.
Aegon smiled and turned to see the proud look of his uncle but when he saw Lady Margery, she looked like she was the one in the ground gasping for air and not Loras.
Aegon reaches out his hand and helps Loras get up "You did very good your grace" Loras said shaking his hand.
"Want to try again?" Lord Loras asked and Aegon accepted.
The day ended quickly, in the end Aegon won two more times and Loras won only once.
Aegon spend some time with Lady Margery but she looked less pleased today but didn't forget to mention to him, how much she read. She mentioned how her grandmother helped her to prepare for the future.
It took all his will to not just run away, but still he needed to spend time with her.
After the day ended, he was making his way through the long corridor to reach his parent's chamber, he reached it and was about to knock when he hears singing from inside.
He leans closer to the door and hears him singing Jenny of Oldstone.
Aegon always knew his father liked this song.
Some people always told him that his father was never the same after Lyanna's Stark death, hell not even his mother.
Aegon knew his father loved them and always would try to find free time to spend with him and Rhaenys and mother. But Aegon knew that a part of him still was morning for Lyanna and his daughter.
My Lost Sister
Aegon wished he had another sister, he wondered how would she be like. Sadly no one would ever know.
He opens the door and sees his father with a harp on his hands and his mother with tears in her eyes "Yes Egg" his father asked removing his tears from his face and trying to look strong in front of his son.
"Can you sing that song again?" He asked, his father looked surprised and so was his mother, after a short while his father nodded.
Aegon makes his way to his mother who kisses his head "I love you my egg" she said quietly and he smiled.
Brynden "Bloodraven" Rivers
He saw as his family was safe, Targaryen's were still in power but for how long.
In the other side he saw as the poor boy suffered every day.
He had waited long enough, the magic blood of the boy should be awaken by now.
He had seen many different paths and all of them showed war, countless people dead because of greed.
He needed the boy to be trained and to be ready, he didn't have a long time left in this world and the war was coming and he would make sure that House Targaryen would stay as the rulers of Westeros.
He just hoped the boy was ready, he was still very young.
A Thousand Eyes and One
The young Jaehearys was sleeping, and Brynden was prepared.
Forgive me old gods.