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AN: Thank you all for your support wow over 300 reviews and over 300 favorites and followers. I never dreamed that this would ever happen. Cheryl, to answer your question, the answer they are coming soon, very soon. Sorry for the lack of updates with the holiday season and bit of writer's block. I have been busy.
Kevan walked into Cersei chambers. She stood near a table near her balcony. She was sipping a goblet of wine. All her handmaidens were nowhere to in sight. She motioned for him to come over and sit down. He did so with some in trepidation. She did not seem angry. There was a coldly determined look in her eyes. She sat down across him with a smug smile on her face. She offered him a goblet of wine. He took it gladly hoping it would help his nerves. It was red wine. It was very sweet. In truth, it was sweeter than normal. Never the less it was very good.
"You wanted to see me," Kevan asked.
"Yes has word come from this Dragon Bitch of a Queen and her Yong Wolf husband," Cersei asked.
"Not as of yet," Kevan said.
Kevan took another drink of his wine. He knew it would take Cersei to come to terms with her new place in the world but it was better to alive somewhere then dead by dragon fire. Cersei looked like she was completing what he said. They both took another drink of their wine. Kevan blinked he was starting to feel funny. She took another sip of her wine with a cold smile came across her face. She took a plate of cheese offering him one. He shook his head no as she popped one piece in her mouth. His face could feel heating up. He pulled on his doublet think it most been something he ate for breakfast.
"It will better that way," Cersei said finally.
Kevan started to cough as he started to have trouble breathing. He bought a napkin to his mouth as he coughed. He noted liquid on the napkin. He pulled the napkin away looking at it. It was blood. Blood started to pour out his nose. He looked at Cersei in horror. She did not look worried or concerned at all. He stood up to find a maester to help him. He collapsed on the ground after two steps.
"You will never get away with this" Kevan coughed.
Cersei looked down at him with a cold look in her green eyes. Kevan coughed up more blood. Blood started to come out of his mouth as he breathed.
"You will find I will. They only person that saw us together was my loyal guard. And he will say whatever I want him to. I will claim you came here discuss the wedding. You found my chamber empty you pour yourself a goblet wine as you waited for me. I will say I was in gardens with my handmaidens on my way back here. When I came in I found you lying in a pool of your own blood with an empty goblet in your hands. I will claim that it was that foreign whore Ilora was behind this attempt on my life. Good bye Uncle Kevan," Cersei stated as she exited the chamber.
Kevan coughed looking at her with wide eyes. He was thankful that Tommen was long gone from the capital. He took a shuttering breath. The blood slowly started to pour out of all his of orifices. He just hoped that Ilora would not suffer for this play. He slowly watched as the darkness closed in around him as he took his last shuttering breaths.
Lancel rode a horse near a simple cart that housed Lady Ilora and Tommen. They wore banners they looked like simple family traveling toward their home. They were nearly out of the Crownlands. Lancel looked over toward the cart where Ilora was controlling the horses. She was dressed in a simple blue gown with Tommen sitting near dress in present clothes. For once Lancel was thankful that Tommen inherit the Lannister traits. He could easily pass off Tommen as his son or his young brother. Ilora smile over to him as she spoke with Tommen about his kittens. She would make an excellent mother. He was going to marry her soon as they were in the Westerlands. He just hoped his father was right.
Raenera stood in the nursery in Casterly Rock. Lilliyan and Lyanna were down for their naps. Torrhen was still fighting sleep. Rae was pacing singing softly to her son. The nurse maids were cleaning the room. Torrhen looked up at her with her eyes staring back at her. His little hands reached for pendant around her neck. It was dragons with direwolf head in center with dragons on the outside. He was trying to put it in his mouth. Rae gently took the necklace from his grasp before kissing his little forehead. Robb came over wrapping around her middle looking at Torrhen.
"He is fighting sleep again," Rae told Robb.
"He just so taken with his mother," Robb said taking him into his arms.
Torrhen cooed cuddling into his father chest. Rae giggled at him kissing him softly. Robb returned the kiss. He looked down at Torrhen who yawn moving his little arms trying to find a comfortable spot.
"Not that I blame him at all your mother is beautiful. But right now its time for sleep. I need your mother right now. You will understand when you are older," Robb told Torrhen as he slowly drifted off to sleep.
"Robb," Rae gasped.
Robb handed Torrhen to Eyme. She took the little prince bring him over to his cradle. Robb turned and looked at Rae. She looked less than pleased with Robb's innuendo. He came over kissing her mouth.
"He does not understand a single thing I said, sweetheart. My Uncle Edmure wants to see us," Robb told her.
They exited the chamber Robb had his arm around Rae's middle. He looked back toward the nursery for a moment. He wondered if Jon had received his letter yet or not. It worried him not hearing back from him yet. He knew Evalyne had heard back from her brother at the Wall. And much as Rae tried to hide it she had received word from Maester Aemon at the Wall.
Jon was getting ready in his chamber in Castle Black. He was just in his small clothes. He saw the letter sitting on his table. He moved slowly over to the letter. He picked it up turning it over it had the direwolf with a crown on it head seal on it along with a three-headed dragon with chains breaking behind it seal next to it. Jon stared at the letter for a long moment. Before, he broke the seals. He unrolled the letter. He noted a smaller letter fell to the floor. Jon groaned bending to pick up the small letter. He started to read the smaller letter.
Jon,
I hope this find you well. I still wish you had not taken your vows so you could be by my side. Then very few I trust as much as I trust you. I am a King. I am not prepared for the reasonability. I'm learning the great game. At least that is what Tyrion and Rae calls it. I cannot wait until this war is over so I can see you. Rae is looking forward to meeting you. You will love Raenera. She has given me three children. They're all healthy and growing. Can you believe it me a father? I wish father was here. Their names are Torrhen Stark, Lilliyan Stark, and Lyanna Stark. I cannot wait to hear back from you. I have done something that father I am sure always wanted to do but would never ask King Robert to do. I hope will forgive me… Jon Stark.
Robb
Jon stared at the letter in shock. He could not believe that Robb would legitimize him. He placed the smaller letter down. Then he picked up the second letter. It was very formal.
I, King Robb of house Stark, first of his name, King in the North, King of the Andals, the Rhoynar and the First Men, Lord Regnant of the Seven Kingdoms; Protector of the realm. Hear by legitimizes Jon Snow. Hence forth he will be known as Jon Stark. And he will be named my heir if anything should happen to befell me and my queen in the coming battle.
King Robb Stark, first of his name, King in the North, King of the Andals, the Rhoynar and the First Men, Lord Regnant of the Seven Kingdoms and the Protector of the realm.
Queen Raenera of Houses Stark and Targaryen, first of her name, Queen of the North, Queen of Andals, the Rhoynar and First Men, Lady Regnant of the Seven Kingdoms and the Protector of the Realm.
By each of their signatures was one of the two seals. The direwolf with the crown on his head was by Robb's seal. By Raenera's, or Rae's as Robb lovingly called her, was the three-headed dragon with the chains breaking behind it. Jon stared at the piece of paper in shock. He made his vows as a snow now he was Stark like his lost uncle Benjen. He knew it was only a matter of time before the council that would decide his fate would be ready for him. Place the letters down. He looked over to the flames that reminded him so much of Ygritte's hair. He had done the job given to him. He started to get ready. He was nearly dressed when Sam came into his room.
"Last time I saw him, he was in the courtyard at Winterfell. He said, "Next time I see you; you'll be in all black." Now he is married with has three children and to top it off he is a King." Jon paused. Same just stood rooted to his spot. Jon grimaces as pulled on his doublet. He started to do it up. "I was jealous of Robb my whole life. The way my father looked at him, I wanted that. He is better than me at everything; fighting and hunting… and riding and girls. Gods, the girls loved him. I want to hate him, but I never could," Jon finished turn slightly to look at Sam.
"Sometimes I want to hate you. You're better than me at everything except for reading. My sister Evie is married to The Kingslayer. She is with her first child her last letter told me. She is serving your brother wife. I understand what you must feel. They're umm…they're ready for you," Sam said.
"He's wanted to hang me for a while. Now's his chance," Jon said.
"No one's going to hang you. You've done nothing wrong." Sam said.
"I've done plenty wrong," Jon said.
Jon stood in the hall of Castle Black. In front of him at the high table was a man he did not know, acting Lord Commander Allister Throne, and Maester Aemon with his guide. Allister looked at him with cold eyes.
"So you admit your murder Qhorin Halfhand? Allister asked.
"I didn't murder him," Jon countered.
"No? You put your sword through a brother of the Night's Watch. What do you call that?" Allister asked started out confused.
"He wanted me to kill him," Jon said.
"A bastard son of a traitor. What would expect," Janos Slynt said.
"The Halfhand believed our only chance to stop Mance was to get a man inside his army," Jon said.
"Don't talk about the Halfhand as if you know him, he was my brother" Allister spat out.
Then you'd know he'd do anything to defend the wall. The Free folk would have him boiled him alive, but letting me kill him…" Jon started.
"Free folk? Listen to him he even talks like a wilding now," Janos said.
"Aye, I talk like a wilding. I ate with the wilding. I climbed the wall with the wildings. I… I laid with a wilding girl," Jon admitted.
"You admit to breaking your vows, then?" Janos asked.
"I do", Jon said.
"The law is the law. The boy must die," Janos said.
"If we beheaded every ranger who lay with a girl, the Wall would be manned by headless men," Aemon finally spoke up.
"There's a difference between sneaking off to the Mole's town brothel and sleeping with the enemy" Allister countered.
"While we sit here debating which rules I broke. Mance Rayder marches on the wall with an army of 100, 000" Jon told them.
"Impossible, you cannot get fifty wildings together before they start killing each other," Allister said.
"100, 000 he united the Thenns, the Hornfoots, the ice-river clans. He has giants fighting for him," Jon said.
"Giants" Janos scuffed.
"Have you ever been beyond the wall, ser?" Jon asked looking at Janos.
"I commanded the city watch of King's Landing, boy," Janos said.
"And you are here now. You must have been very good at your job," Jon said sarcastically.
"How dare you", Janos said.
"There's a band of wildings south of the wall already led by Tormund Giantsbane. I killed their warg and three others. They shot me full of arrows. Their orders are to attack Castle Black from the south when Mance hits it from the North. The signal for the attack will be a bonfire. Mance said it would be the greatest fire the North has ever seen. That's the truth. All the truth. Do you intend to execute me, or am I free to go?" Jon said
"None of us are free. We are men of the Night's Watch. But we won't be taking your head today. Jon Snow go on," Aemon said.
"Jon Stark, Maester Aemon. King Robb Stark legitimized me," Jon said.
"He is no king", Janos said.
"His bannerman named him King. The Stark were Kings in the North, Kings of Winter. So if his bannerman named him King then he is King. You really need to read more Ser Janos, " Maester Aemon started. Janos Slynt looked angry. He did not like Jon Stark one bit. Allister Thorne looked less than pleased as well. He turned toward Jon. "Jon Stark go on then," Maester Aemon finished.
Jon exited the room.
"I am acting Commander here, Maester Aemon," Allister said.
"Yes you are", Maester Aemon said getting help up and by his guide.
"And I don't trust the bastard legitimized or not," Allister said.
"He told the truth," Maester Aemon said like was the most obvious thing in the world.
"And you always know when a man's telling a lie? How did you acquire this magical power?" Allister asked.
"I grew up in King's Landing." Maester Aemon said.
Jon stood up on top of the wall. He was trying to forget Ygritte. He heard the lift open. He looked over his eyes went wide. He saw Maester Aemon and Sam. Maester Aemon had Jon's legitimizing letter in his hands.
"Jon Stark, you never told me my great grand niece signed it as well," Maester Aemon said.
"Great grand Niece?" Jon asked.
"Raenera Targaryen was her name I was here when word came that Lilliyan Umber had given birth to a healthy baby girl with fire in her blood. A dragon forged in ice. When the word came that my vows were tested. I thought I lost them all forever. Now, I have her back. She's trying to set things right. With any luck she will win this time," Maester Aemon said.
"We are not to get involved in the matters of Kings," Sam said.
"Like it or not we all involved. We share family you and me," Maester Aemon said.
"Come on let's get you back down before you catch your death," Jon said with a smirk.
When the reach the ground floor. The courtyard was in the bustle of activity. Lord Allister Thorne came out as the gates opened when a party of one thousand men road in the courtyard. They bared Stark flags.
"What business do you have here?" Allister asked.
"On your next trip beyond the wall we are asking you take us you," Torrhen Karstark said.
"Why ever would we do that?" Janos asked.
"To recover Prince Bran Stark he is now beyond the wall. He is with Hodor and Lord Reed's children," Torrhen Karstark said.