"I would rather be a beggar and single than a queen and married."- Elizabeth I
I don't Game of Thrones.
Chapter 4
Eddard Stark
Many of his Bannermen and Northern party are joining Ned Stark back to Riverlands to greet his wife. Marion is tending baby Jon, since he is relatively quiet for a baby. Ned could tell that Marion is part Dornish, so he is relief that she doesn't care if her cousin is a bastard.
It took them two weeks, to reach to the household of the Tully's. Ned often checks with his nephew and niece; it seemed that Jon is happy being hold by Marion while she seemed to love having to hold him. Ned gets worry about Marion cubs, but it seems sangha is more gentle and scared of the baby. Sangha would flinch and growl softly at him. While Kumal is fierce and brave to see what's the fuss about Jon.
His mused is stop over the giggles. He turned his head when both Jon and Marion were laughing at the tiger cubs trying to catch the butterflies.
He smiled at that.
'Such innocence they were; that cannot be measured by the tragedies of war as done to us.'
"Open the Gates! Lord Stark is here!"
The gates are opened. Ned was then greeted by Hoster Tully and Catelyn Tully nee' Stark. He saw his wife extremely reviled and happy.
"My lord, this is your son, Robb. After you're friend, King Robert."
Ned is awe at his son. He does look like Tully red hair and blue eyes. He is somehow glad that he has a son, but also, knows that he must keep his promise to lady Ashara and Lord Dayne to have his son marry to his niece.
To be honest, he was hoping wait for a son to come, but the Gods decided to gift him one. To get him wrong he will love any child that his wife will bear, but part of him wants to be selfish for Marion sake. She was just taken from her home and they set up her future as if she was nothing more than a pawn.
Hoster put up a feast as a war hero. Ned doesn't feel like one. He lost his father, brother, and sister. Yet he gains a son, nephew, and niece.
Night came upon them as his wife as sleep beside him he just couldn't sleep. He got up and wondered around the castle.
Ned walked around the outside.
He enter a chamber where Marion sleeps and Jon crib is in her room. Jon whimpers came as Ned quickly pick him up and rock him back to sleep.
"I am a coward. To make you a bastard son of mine; instead of making you a brother to Marion, but no matter what you are my blood."
Jon's brown look at him calmly. Ned is not sure that he understands what's going on, but he hopes that he doesn't hate him for hiding his origins.
"I know I am not much of a singer like your father, but I shall try my best. Its ok, to criticize me, I know I have a horrible singing voice. You have that right I gave you."
Ned took a deep breath and began to sing.
Don't give up
It's just the weight of the world
When your heart's heavy
I, I will lift it for you
Don't give up
Because you want to be heard
If silence keeps you
I, I will break it for you
Everybody wants to be understood
Well, I can hear you
Everybody wants to be loved
Don't give up
Because you are loved
Don't give up
It's just the hurt that you hide
When you're lost inside
I, I'll be there to find you
Don't give up
Because you want to burn bright
If darkness blinds you
I, I will shine to guide you
Everybody wants to be understood
Well, I can hear you
Everybody wants to be loved
Don't give up
Because you are loved
You are loved
Ah!
Don't give up
It's just the weight of the world
Don't give up
Everyone needs to be heard
You are loved
Jon had fallen asleep. Ned put Jon down and kissed his head.
"Don't forget Jon. You are loved."
He closes the door and left.
Hoster Tully
"Well, my goodson. What is it that you wished to talk to me about?"
Hoster will never get tired of saying goodson. He finally landed his daughters Lord of the Vale and the North. He ensured that his bloodline is connected to both Eyrie and Winterfell.
When he heard Lord Stark began to talk. His smile was slowly disappearing and frown shown. Ned has told him about having a bastard son and now a niece born from Brandon Stark and Ashara Dayne. He became deadly quiet and the tension in the air was killing everyone.
His mind went into the thought that Lord Rickard Stark had break off his marriage agreement of his heir, Brandon Stark and his sweet Catelyn. Now he was hoping no problem for Cat that she done her duty and give birth a son. Now he comes before him presenting a bastard son from an unknown whore.
HOW DARE HE?!
His face is turning red. And his hands flexed into a fists that are shaking in anger.
"My lord…?" Ned spoke. There is one thing to do if Ned screws this up again. He can't believe that he is doing this, but Family. Duty. Honor demands it.
For Catelyn!
PUNCH!
Everyone at the courtyard gasped in shocked. Hoster Tully just punch the Warden of the North. His goodson tumbled on the ground and his check is swollen and drips of blood are on the corner of his mouth. Ned is on his butt on the ground.
"Y..you bastard!" Hoster trembles again. He was about to hit him again until he heard a child's voice.
"Uncle Ned!"
Hoster turned as probably everyone did as well. A little black haired girl is running into the courtyard with two tiger cubs while a nursemaid was trying to catch up to her while carrying an infant. He saw Dornish man and woman running to her as well.
The Dornishman caught up to her and grab the girl, but it seemed that she is fighting him to let go of her with all her might to reach for Ned.
"No!" she furtively kicks him in order to let go which made the man put her arm width to get her not to kick him. "Uncle Ned in trouble! Uncle in Trouble!"
"Calm down, my dear nothing's going to happen…" the Dornishwoman tried to calm her down.
"Leave him alone, you big bully!" Marion twisted her body as the man still holds onto her. The girl had glare at him with all her might like a wolf. A blink of memory came to him; A woman with dark hair with Dornish feature, but with haunting violet eyes. Hoster became stunned not the girl's words, but her resembles to Ashara Dayne!
"C'mon, Uncle Ned fight back!"
Hoster just continues to stare at the girl. His eyes went to the infant. It's that bastard son of his!
"DON'T LET THIS BASTARD BEAT YOU!"
Hoster heard Ned scolded her by shouted, "Marion, Language!" The men of household laugh at Marion vulgar words. While their wives and daughters slap them in the arm to scold and not encourage the girl language.
Un-fucking believable!
Hoster fury came back. Forget about getting angry. He is beyond furies. Memories flashes in his mind.
Rickard Stark! Flash
Brandon Stark! Flash
And now Eddard Stark! Flash
He was about to attack him again until a pair of strong stop him.
"Calm down brother."
Brynden Tully!
Ser Brynden Tully, popularly called "the Blackfish," is a knight and a member of House Tully. He is the younger brother of Lord Hoster Tully, and the uncle of Catelyn, Lysa, and Edmure Tully. (fromWikia)
"Let go of me! I'm going to kill this bastard!" Hoster is trying to break free of his brother hold and growling to reach to Lord Stark.
"Brother, Enough!"
Hoster wouldn't listen. He is very beyond hearing words and focus on killing his goodson right now.
All of his plans are now turned to ashes thanks to Ned. No, thanks to his bastard father Rickard Stark!
"For Gods both New and Old try to calm the fuck down!" Brynden punch him to the ground.
They all winced with "ooh" and heard the girl "That's gotta hurt."
Hoster calm down in an instant.
"I'm not sorry, but let's try to calm, ok?"
Hoster and Ned look at each silently and look back at Brynden.
"Agree."
Brynden looked relief. His brother clapped his hands and rubbed them together.
"Good. Now what's for breakfast?"
Why oh why?
Hoster looked up to the sky to see if the Seven thought this is funny to punish him. He was close to achieve something and now the Gods saw it fit to make thinks a joke to kill off boredom.
'Well, guess what! You are not funny!' Hoster grumpily gets up at head to the tables. He needs a drink! A big one if he is going to survive this.
Boy and I thought that I have anger issue. Hoster Tully was probably pissed at siring a bastard boy despite that his blood can inherit the North. Sorry for taking so long. My aunt passed away and school starts. So yeah it's been a hell of the week. Give me pms and reviews and all of them are welcome. See you soon.