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Back with another chapter, Jon's POV
Jon
Time seemed to stop as Jon looked at Arya's crumbled unmoving body at the foot of the stairs. His heart seemed to forget how to beat as he felt light headed. Seconds before Jon had looked up to see Arya. Pain had plastered her face, Arya was hard to read sometimes but not at that moment, he called out to her standing up moving towards her, he watched as she tried to walk down the stairs before her feet gave way and Arya collapsed tumbling down the stairs.
Time seemed to speed up to normal as soon as he saw Ellia already turning over Arya's body. She was barking orders to Robb who moved off looking pale. Jon fell to his knees the other side of Arya, she was paler then he thought was possible, there was blood oozing from her head, but that wasn't what worried him, it was the dark substance that stained her top. Ellia placed her hand on the stain to come back with blood. She cursed, Jon knowing who did this got up and took two steps at a time up the stairs, he felt like he was going to be sick at the thought of leaving Arya for a second but he had to make sure.
He made it to Arya's room to find the door was a jar, he pushed it open and was met with darkness. He quickly found and lit a candle. He moved into the room where he could make out a shape in the middle of the room. He reached it noticing the blood surrounding the shape, it was a person, yes he could see that now, he rolled it over and stepped back, Mercy no The Waif was there, dead. He couldn't help but sigh in relief knowing she was dead. Jon tried not to look at the pierced throat hoping Arya had killed her that way because she had no other choice, Jon closed the door behind him and made his way back down the stairs, Arya had been moved to table where Robb, Ellia and another man were, he had grey hair and a small beard. He moved to the table
'Jamie, he is an old retired maester, he is helping me with my pregnancy, I trust him with my life, he will save Arya.' Ellia told him, no words came to Jon's mouth so he nodded. She looked dead, if it wasn't for the small rise of her chest he would believe she was dead. Jon could only watch and pray to the old god they were able to save Arya. He had only just got her back.
It was a good hour before the maester stopped and moved away from Arya's body and shuffled towards Jon,
'I was able to save her, the wound was deep, with her older wounds it was hard but I was able to sew it up, her head has a little swelling but should go down on its own, just make sure she doesn't pick up a fever.' Jon nodded and thanked the maester before rushing over to Arya's head, bending down kissing her brow before resting his forehead on hers.
'I promise if you come back to me Arya, we can go home, I will take as much pain away from you as I can.' He promised, rubbing his hand over her hair. It was more soothing to him then it was to her. Ellia patted his shoulder
'She will be alright, I am more worried to who did this.' She told him, taking a seat the other side of her. Jon looked up, he forgot to tell them about The Waif when he the maester was looking after Arya,
'Oh, um, there is a body in Arya's room, the person was hunting Arya, that's why she chose a place out of the way and blended in. But Arya was able to kill her after she was injured.' Jon said, Ellia looked at Arya's head frowning before she spoke,
'We will just have to clean it up then' Ellia decided nodding her head, she looked over to where Robb was standing,
'Would you do that Robb?' she asked her husband, he nodded before leaving the dining room, the question was burning in his mouth
'I want to know why your so ok with this, learning Arya killed Cersei, that there is a dead body upstairs' Jon said looking Ellia right in the eye.
'Arya came in and helped us, well me, these men were trying to have their way with me. They outnumbered Robb and myself, she could have easily walked away and forgot about me, hell that is what most people would have done but she didn't, she stepped in. She had fighting ability far better than I had ever seen and the men were no match for her, the way she took their lives without a second thought, most people would be horrified and scared of her but I just saw a girl who had suffered' Ellia told him, 'She might show no emotions but when she lets her guard slip, she tells you a lot.'
'Thank you, for looking after her, until I was able to be here' he said
'You're welcome.' Ellia left him letting the room fall into silence. He wondered what he was going to do now, he couldn't just leave Ellia and Robb here, not in this awful city, people would be coming to take Kings landing over and no one would be safe, hell Arya would never forgive him if he just left them here. No he would take them to Winterfell, they could live there and raise their child safely. That is if they said yes. Arya and he had one place they would have to stop at before going home. Then it clicked Nymeria, she has a connection to Arya, she would know something is up and come looking for her. As that thought passed his mind he heard a growl. He turned and smiled.
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