Game of Thrones fan fiction – And so my watch has ended

Written by Durai

WARNING:If you haven't read all the books yet, this fan fiction might contain spoilers for you. If this is the case, please do not read any further unless you want spoilers. You have been warned!

Chapter 8 – A broken Oath

I realized it from the moment I woke up next to a naked Cyl. I had broken my Oath to the Night's Watch. That's right. I fucked a woman and had no regrets, so I broke my Oath. I looked next to me, where Cyl was calmly sleeping.

The night had been rough. I've never been so tired, yet I've also never been so satisfied. But still… The thought I could be hung for this sickened me. I could almost feel the rope tightening around my neck.

And then, Vir slowly snuck in. He looked around, saw me and beckoned me. I slowly crawled out of bed, stood up and walked up to him. 'Don't worry about that over there, I won't tell anyone,' Vir whispered, 'But we have bigger problems right now. Follow me.'

I followed him to the living room and I saw what the problem was. Galen wasn't in his chair as usual, but he was lying on the floor, not even moving an inch. And also not breathing. 'Is he dead?' I asked. Vir nodded. 'He's not breathing and I checked his pulse. He probably died of a heart attack.'

I nodded. Then, something funny came up in me. 'Has he ever done a woman?' I asked. Vir raised an eyebrow. 'Why do you want to know?' he asked. I shrugged. 'He was defending all of Westeros on his own and he never fucked a woman. He was also one of the Watch, remember?'

Now Vir understood what I was hinting at. 'We should burn him,' he said. I nodded and we lifted him up. Galen's body was heavy, so heavy that we almost couldn't lift it. He was a huge man, after all. When I opened the door, it wasn't cold however. It was actually warm.

Vir frowned. 'Why's it warm north of the Wall?' he asked. I smiled. 'He was a Targaryen. The Sun is giving him his last rites,' I said. We continued carrying him outside and laid him down on an open spot. Then, we started building a pyre.

It took us a mere ten minutes, but the pyre was beautiful. We laid Galen's body on it with a lot of effort and I went back to fetch a torch. When I came back, Galen's body was still there. At least he didn't turn into a Walker…

I lit the pyre up and the fire started licking Galen's body. 'We was a good man,' I said. 'He helped us in our time of need and he protected us for long enough for us to understand what kind of situation we are in.' Vir nodded. 'And so his watch has ended,' he said. Then, we both turned around and simply walked back into the hut.

Countless days passed after Galen's death. Another Targaryen had died, now we only knew of Daenerys Targaryen, also called Daenerys Stormborn. Right now, she was the only Targaryen alive that we knew of, apart from old Aemon, maybe.

And days passed. Days, even months. Cyl apparently became pregnant of me and she bore a child. She came to me with it when it was sleeping. It was a boy. 'What are we going to call him, Thyn?' she asked. She gave the baby to me and whilst looking at its face, I noticed similarities between the boy and a man I once knew. I smiled and said: 'We shall call him Galen!'

Now, we almost didn't really have anything to do for literally years. We heard of the deaths of kings Joffry and Robb Stark. Winterfell was torched and there was turmoil in Westeros. But it never reached us.

The hut had changed into a house in the years passed. The walls were made of stone, which Vir had mined nearby and the roof had changed to tiles, which I carved and placed myself. The children both grew up and were five and four years old now.

Then one day, Galen came to me and said: 'Father, why do we never go anywhere?' I crouched and put my hand on his shoulder. 'It's really dangerous out there, son,' I said. 'Until the time comes that you can protect yourself, I will not let you go far outside.'

Galen nodded and went back to his bastard sister, Jayne. They were always playing happily and almost without worries. I smiled. But meanwhile, I knew this tranquility wasn't to last long. Because I heard strange noises in the woods around the house. Noises that kept the children awake at night, staring through the windows.

It gave me goose bumps whilst thinking about it. I knew that something was coming and Vir knew it too. And it wasn't long before it came for us. And when it did, all of us were in danger.

That was it for chapter 8, please tell me if you want more than 10 chapters, folks! Don't forget to review, as it really helps me write better. Thanks for reading!