A/N: Hello everyone! Here's another chapter! The first part will be, as promised, from Jon's POV. The second part will be from Alyssa's POV again. I hope you will enjoy it! (=

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Jon:

It was early in the morning. Jon woke up, all sweaty.

"It was just a dream Jon, relax." He muttered to himself before getting up. He started to flinch: the wounds Ygritte gave him with those arrows, still weren't perfectly healed.

'Gods, she was mad when she found out.'

He couldn't blame her. He lied to her. About wanting to be a wildling, joining them for the rest of his life. About leaving his brothers, how he hated them. About being in love with her, entering that cave while he was thinking about the only woman that would be on his mind, forever.

'Alyssa…'

She knew it though. She knew he loved another woman. She knew it hurt him when she called her 'Lannister-bitch' or 'Lannister-cunt'. She thought she was able to make him forget her, but no one could. From the moment Alyssa walked in to Jon's life, Jon knew she would be in it forever. Even though they both went different paths he still longed for her. The memory of her kept him grounded, even over here in the freezing cold. Ygritte knew. She knew that whenever they had sex, Jon thought of another woman. Gods, he even moaned her name once. He could only hope he could ever feel her wetness again, kissing her beautiful full lips and breasts, but he knew it was impossible. He said his vows and she was in the clutches of her lord father, the man that was behind the plot to have his brother Robb killed.

She couldn't have known. And if she knew, she would have done everything to put a halt to it. She was the only one that could control that heartless man. she knew Jon loved him. Jon was wondering how she felt about her father now. Knowing Alyssa, she would still play the loyal daughter but she would have thoughts of her own, like in Winterfell.

He thought about how different their lives would be if he wasn't base born, but a true born to his father. Would that make any difference? The Starks and Lannisters couldn't get along but they didn't care. She didn't even care that he was a bastard. She loved him, for who he was. And he loved everything about her. Their night together was the most treasured memory Jon had. The warmth of her on his skin, her playful smirk, her husky voice in his ear, her beautiful naked body right in front of him. But the moment he'd loved most was how she lay next to him, right after the deed. Her head on his chest, falling asleep with a faint smile on her face. He watched her for several hours before falling asleep himself, it was the best rest he ever had. How they woke up next morning, just looking to each other holding hands knowing they both didn't want this to end.

But it did end. He went away for the Wall and she went back to Kings Landing, and she would eventually marry some other man. He felt the jealousy: HE wanted to be him, to make her happy for the rest of his life. But there was nothing he could do.

Putting on his clothes he made his way downstairs to share breakfast with his brothers. Some of the men were already singing 'The bear and the maiden fair', while he searched for his friends Sam, Pyp, Edd and Grenn. He saw them in the end, and walked towards them.

"Morning brothers." He said while he sat down.

"Morning Jon, had a good sleep?" Sam answered.

"Had better.."

Before Sam could answer, the group got distracted by Janos Slynt and Alliser Thorne, who were sitting at the other end of the hall.

"I myself remember a maiden fair." Slynt said.

"Of course you do, everyone does. They are the reason why half of our men are here." Thorne answered.

"No, I mean, I really do! You do remember that before I was here, I was in the King's Guard in Kings Landing right, know who lives there?"

"Alyssa fucking Lannister!" a brother called.

"Why indeed, oh how she was fair. How we all dreamed about fucking her. Of course we didn't talk about that with her brother around, no, but oh how we wanted to."

"Everyone wants to fuck Tywin's cub bloody, heard she has some great teats." Thorne said. "Maybe Lord Snow knows, right before he left towards us, the Queen and her family visited Winterfell, didn't they Snow?"

Jon didn't want to talk about it. It made him angry the way they talked about her, like she was some piece of meat. But he had to give them an answer, so he simply said: "Yes."

"Oooh look at that. Our honorable Lord Snow also wanted to fuck her, didn't you now boy? Bet she was far better looking than that wildling bitch of yours."

Before Jon could give them an answer, Pyp put his hand on Jon's shoulder saying: "Just ignore them."

They didn't stop. They kept on and on about how in every possible way they would put their hard member into her private. Even some brothers joined them. Jon had enough; he stood up and walked out, to his chamber.

He kicked the door shut out of frustration and started to scream. Right after that, he saw that Sam had entered the room, looking nervous.

"Just checking if you are alright."

"I'm fine."

"You don't look like you're fine."

"Just… Leave it."

"Why do you care so much? They talk about women like that all the time."

Jon started to laugh: "Come on Sam, you're clever. Why do you think I care?"

Sam's eyes started to widen up: "Was she… Did you… Do you?"

"Right after she walked out of the carriage with her sister the queen, I was in love. She was the most beautiful creature I have ever seen. The smile on her face, inspecting the area, and then she caught my sight. She looked me straight in the eyes." He didn't know why he told Sam all this but he had to tell someone, he had hold it to himself far too long. "Her look pierced me right through my heart. She gave me her smirk. Gods, how I love her smirk. I knew nothing could happen, she would marry some handsome lord and rule a House together, but that thought even wanted me to have her more."

"So have you talked to her? Is she really that beautiful?"

"You have no idea Sam. Imagine the most wonderful woman in the world times four. You cannot imagine how beautiful and gentle she is. Yes, we talked. There was a feast in the Hall that I couldn't attend to because of my birth so I was practicing my fighting skills. After some moment, she was behind me, looking even more beautiful. She told me she didn't care that I was a bastard and we shared a cup of wine. She wasn't dressed for the cold so after a few moments she asked if I could take her back to her chambers."

"Oh no she didn't!"

Jon smirked: "Yes, yes she did. Of course I did so I took her there and…"

"And what? Did you… see her?" Sam was getting very curious right now.

"Every little bit of her. I didn't want to ruin her, I didn't want to take the risk and putting a base born in her belly but well… She's very persuasive.."

"So? How was it?"

"Again, better than you or any man in this world can ever imagine. We were one that night. We connected. Every piece of us fitted, we melted in to each other. I have loved every moment of it. But the moment I loved most was afterwards, how I could smell her hair because she was laying on my chest, how she put a hand on my heart to feel it's beating. She felt asleep right there, I didn't want to. I didn't want to spoil one minute for the little time that we have left together. I just wanted to look at her, how she slept peacefully. For a moment I thought to skip the Watch and follow her back home. But that would never work, her family would not have me near her. Well, maybe Tyrion but not one more. On the other hand I wanted to fell asleep right there and never wake up. I wanted her. I still do."

"And what about Ygritte? Did she knew?"

"She did. And she hated Alyssa. She wanted me to forget her. I tried, but I never could. That made her hate her even more. Gods, if Alyssa knew that I have slept with another woman she would slap me. But if I would only have one more chance to see her, I would take it. I would do anything."

"There is still a chance, maybe she will visit the Wall sometimes!"

"Of course not Sam. Her father is not interested in our war. And why on earth would he send his beautiful daughter to this place filled with rapers, thieves and other scum?"

"Well, you never know."

"I do. I will never forget the time I had with her and when I will die someday, I will see her face in my memory."

There was a knoch on the door and Pyp entered.

"Excuse me lads, they need you both downstairs."

"Yeah, we'll be there. Just a moment." Sam answered and Pyp left. Sam wanted to leave as well.

"Sam? Promise me one thing?"

"What?"

"Don't tell anyone."

Sam smiled: "Never." And he left.

Talking and thinking about Alyssa all morning made Jon mad with desire. He could feel his member harden underneath his breeches. He smiled to himself, knowing there was only one thing to do if he wanted to succeed his duties today. He lay on his bed and he opened his trousers, reaching for his member. Just thinking of her face gave him an explosion of feelings as he pushed his hand up and down his member. He moaned, thinking of the way she looked at him when she had his member in her mouth. The memories flashed from the one thing to the other: how he felt how wet she was, how her private tasted like, how it had felt the first time he entered her and how she was on top of him, her breasts moving with every move she made. He reached his climax thinking about how she moaned his name while he was in her. He started to laugh while he was cleaning himself up.

"Some things just luckily never change."

With that, he went downstairs to fulfill his duties at the Wall.

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Alyssa was in her chambers when Eleonor entered. Margaery just left, again they have kissed but nothing more. Alyssa was getting bored of her. Of course, whenever she needed it she will know she could send for Margaery but she was missing something, which was a cock. Jon's cock, to be honest.

"M'lady, your father wishes to see you in the Tower of the Hand."

"Give me a few minutes and I will be on my way."

Lucky, because she had some distraction in her boring day, she prepared herself for her visit to her father and left her room.

It was, again, a beautiful day so Alyssa decided to make a detour pass the gardens. She saw Oberyn sitting in the full sun. He was writing something.

Curious as she was, she walked towards him.

"Prince Oberyn."

He looked up and when he saw her, he started to smile. "My beautiful lady Alyssa. Even more beautiful than the sun."

"Thank you. I hope you enjoyed your time in the brothel the other day?"

"Every minute of it. It was a shame that you couldn't stay. I am sure I could fulfill whatever you need in there."

"Oh my prince, I'm afraid you can't. I'm already hooked to another man."

"Then that man is the luckiest man in the world."

"Yes, indeed he is. So, what are you writing?"

"A poem. For my daughters. But once I have finished this one, I will write some about you."

"I am flattered. Although I don't think that you will let your daughters read that one."

"No, too naughty for them. So, what are you doing here?"

"I was just on my way to my lord father, who wished to see me."

"Everyone wishes to see you, Lady Alyssa. If I tell you that I wish to see you after you are finished with your lord father, will you be obedient like you are now?"

Alyssa smirked: "Depends on what the occasion is of this meeting."

"I think you know what the occasion of our meeting will be."

"I do, I just want to hear you say it." She walked closer to him, looking him in the eyes.

He put his mouth to her ear: "I.. want.. to.. fuck.. you.."

Alyssa smiled at him and saw that behind him, her sister was approaching. Knowing that if she didn't want to answer any questions, she needed to leave quickly. She pulled her head towards his ear and said: "Well, prince Oberyn, maybe you will someday." She gave him a small kiss on the cheek and left quickly, before Cersei arrived. Leaving a final impression, she looked back again, seeing that he shook his head, laughing.

When she reached the tower of the Hand, she walked up the stairs and gave a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Her father answered.

"Alyssa."

He opened the door for her. He smiled at her, like he always did when he saw his precious daughter and kissed her on the cheek.

"Come in and sit, please."

"Thank you, my father." She walked inside and sat down. Her father gave her a cup of wine.

"I send you here to discuss something with you. Joffrey and Margaery will be married tomorrow. After that, I want you to leave North."

Alyssa was confused due to the plan she would leave so quickly. "What do you mean North father? The North is rather big." She hoped it would be the Wall. Tyrion told her that they needed men to defend it. Maybe she needed to go on some inspection or something.

"You know I had made new friends of our House the last couple of months. They helped us to get rid of the Young Wolf."

"Correction, they helped YOU to get rid of him. Not me. I want nothing to do with that."

"Alyssa, it is time for you to show what you are worth to this family. I have arranged a marriage for you."

'Of course, the marriage. How could I forget that?' Feeling slightly disappointed that she wouldn't be going to the Wall, she asked her father: "So, who is the lucky man?"

"One House in particular has earned great respect of ours. House Bolton."

"Oh Gods father, you're not having me married to Roose Bolton now are you?"

"No, Alyssa, he is married to a daughter of Walder Frey now. But I made him Warden of the North, and I want someone of our family there to rule along."

"What are you saying?"

"Roose had one condition to kill the Young Wolf. He wanted you in his family. Roose has a son. Base born, but we will raise his status to a true born. Ramsay Snow will no longer be a Snow, but a Bolton. You will be his wife and rule the North one day on his side."

Alyssa didn't know what she was hearing. Her father gave her, his little cub, away to a man like him?

"Please father, do not get me wrong. But have you heard the stories they tell about this man? How he made his first wife eat the flesh of her own fingers because she was starved to death, locked away in some tower? How he rapes girls and hunts them down in the woods to let his dogs eat them? How can you send me away to a man like him?"

"Yes, I am not foolish Alyssa. And neither are you or Roose. I had made him and Ramsay sign a contract that no harm will come to you and that he will treat you with respect. If he does otherwise, we will take the North from them and you will rule by yourself. I need you in the North to claim our rights to the Throne and you will obey."

"I will not."

"Yes you will. You are the biggest treasure of the Rock and you will marry Ramsay Bolton. You will have children with him and raise them like Lannisters. You will be obedient like they will be to us so that we have the full power over the whole realm."

"I guess there is nothing I can do to make it stop? What does my future husband say about this arrangement?"

"He is looking forward to see you. Only a woman like you can control him Alyssa. Please him, but also control him. I will send a knight each month who is nearby the Dreadfort to see how you are."

Alyssa started to laugh: "Oh how nice of you. Thank you so much father. But, you know what, I will go to the bastard of the North like you want me to."

"Do not speak to me like that. You are a Lannister of the Rock, and you will act like one. Now, the day after tomorrow Jaime will escort you to the North."

"Does he already know about this?"

"No, I wanted to tell you first but I also called for him."

Like it was some kind of magic, Jaime entered the room.

"Father? You wished to see me?"

"Yes, he did. He wanted to discuss my journey that will be my death with you. Now, if you two don't mind, I have got some mental preparations to do." She walked out of the room angrily and walked straight towards her chambers.

'I will NOT be marrying Ramsay Bolton.'

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A/N: Tun tun tuuuuuuun. So? What do you think? Will Alyssa definitely not go to the Dreadfort of will she? Let me know what you think! I hope to hear from you guys and I will post another chapter next week! A lot of thanks for all the follows and favorites! It means a lot! Cheers!