CHAPTER 19
The next day, Lyra was standing on top of the Wall looking over the distance. The terrain was all white and the trees were snow laden at the moment. Until a thaw could come with the cold temperatures fluctuating, the trees could then be seen better. The wind whipped and Lyra was careful to not get too close to the edge to get blown off. Their were braziers lit and she, Crystal and Jorah were warming up a bit before looking some more.
Jorah said looking into the flames rubbing his hands, "It is so much colder up here than in the castle being this high up."
Lyra said standing next to Crystal , "It is, but I am glad to see the lay of the land first from up here." She remembered the map of Westeros. She knew where Craster's Keep was on it, the direction to travel in to find the Haunted Forest by the Antler River and Hard Home in the west.
Once they went down the lift, all three of them went to the room to lite a fire and warm up. Lyra asked Jorah if he wanted a warm bath because she would prepare him one and take hers later tonight. He smiled at her because he loved bathing with her, but this tub was not big enough for two of them. Still her bathing him was always a treat.
After Lyra prepared the bath, she started washing Jorah head to foot. He loved her touching him and the extra care and attention she gave him in soft words and kisses. Her hands always were so strong yet so soft and kind. She scrubbed his head and upper body while kissing him to make him smile.
Lyra said, "Stand up, my sweet, and let me get everything." She washed his legs behind and his genitals. He sat back down rinsing off. No woman had ever treated him like she did in such caring and loving ways. She was going to be a good mother. She took a cloth and dried his hair and combed it out. She got the other cloth and wrapped him up and helped him get dry after putting another log in the fire. He was going to do the same for her tonight. He loved it.
Jorah was redressed in clean warm clothes and always felt so good after a bath. Lyra washed their clothes up and he helped hang them on a rope near the fire.
Crystal said she needed to go to the bathroom. So Lyra and Jorah put on their weapons, cloaks or fur coat and went out locking the room. The men were always watching them like a hawk and it unnerved Lyra. It was like they were predators waiting for an opening to pounce. She was inseparable from Crystal who growled warnings from time to time walking past some of the men. In subtle sounds she recognized, but they might miss them. She kept her hand on Crystal to calm her.
Crystal did her business and as they were walking back towards the West Gate, Crystal started growling loudly, when six men came out of a dilapidated outer building to block their way back to the gate.
The one man said, "Kill the lion, Lord Mormont and we'll have some fun with the woman." Over his shoulder at the gate, Lyra saw two men watching and not doing a damn thing to get help, but slip back inside the gate. She remembered their faces.
Lyra and Jorah drew their swords and daggers and Jorah said, "You men, really don't want any of this, I can assure you." They laughed at them.
The leader said, "Are we supposed to be afraid of one knight and a woman with a beast? We are the Night Watch. We eat wildlings and beasts for the mid afternoon meal. We fuck all women we come across. That woman is the prettiest we've ever seen and will take her off your hands. I'll probably fuck her til she screams."
Jorah said, angry and shrugging, "Have it your way then."
Lyra shouted, "Crystal! Kill!" Lyra struck the first man the moment she opened her mouth, killing him instantly by slicing his neck open so fast he didn't see her coming. The battle began. Crystal lunged watching the swords as Lyra struck the next target. They were watching each other's backs like a team. Lyra and Crystal took out three men. Jorah was fighting the last one still breathing. He stabbed the man in the stomach and he dropped. There was blood and gore everywhere. Lyra took the swords and anything of value on all of the men wiping them off.
Lyra said catching her breath, "There are two at the gate that watched and did nothing like look outs for the others. I want their heads."
Jorah said catching his own breath, "We will each demand their heads." She nodded, agreeing. They started walking towards the gate. Not a soul in sight guarding the gate. It was dinner time, Lyra knew. Jorah, Lyra and a bloody Crystal walked into the Dining Hall. They walked up to the Lord Commander's table.
Jeor stood and shouted, "What happened!"
Jorah said angry, "We were taking the lion to relieve herself when six of your men set up on us to kill me, the lion and rape Lyra."
Jeor was enraged and demanded, "Where are they!"
Lyra said, "Dead, good father. We killed them. All six in the outside of the dilapidated building out the west gate." She set the swords and coin purses and belongings on the table. Jeor was astounded that she presented him with all of their valuables as few as there were.
Jorah said, "Two others Lyra saw as look outs at the gate that did nothing and walked away when we killed them all."
Jeor demanded, "Which ones!" Lyra looked across the room and saw one who looked arrogant glaring at her and the other hiding behind another man.
She pointed at him and said, "That one! That one back there behind him!" The men seized the arrogant man and the one in the back made a run for it and was brought back before Jeor kneeling.
Jeor said with authority, "Allister Thorne and Karl Tanner, what do you have to say for yourselves?!"
Allister said hatefully, "That fucking cunt bitch shouldn't even be here!"
Karl said viciously calm licking his lips slowly, "I'd fuck her until she was dead."
Jeor asked them demandingly and answer, "What do you want to do with them! Justice will be done!"
Jorah said angrily, "We both want their heads."
Allister spat, "I don't want the little bitch to take my head! She's fucking weak!"
Lyra said raging and spit in his face, "I am the most imaginative bitch you'll ever know! What you don't know is, I have seen the world full of different tortures as a merchant and you'll be lucky if all I do is hack on your stupid head. I'll be sure to chop off your cock and shove it down your throat to shut you up first! I hope you suffer, you ignorant craven bastard! You fucking tried to ruin my life and sent a group to rape me! You fucked with the wrong bitch of a woman!"
Allister didn't expect her to say that being a Lady. The men were whispering among us themselves. Even Jeor and Jorah were surprised she would think all that up, but it was fitting for what they planned for her. Jeor said, "So be it! Take them to the yard!" The men hauled them out tying their hands.
A couple rangers came back with Jorah and Lyra's guards and said, "Lord Commander, two of their guards in black are dead in the building inside!" They were two of her men, her good employees that never failed her before. Lyra had tears in her eyes and slugged over and over Allister in the face, tied up sitting on the ground on his knees, until Jorah pulled her back. She struggled and kicked Karl, getting him in the crotch hard before Jorah could wrangled her in. He hugged her and talked softly to calm her down.
Jeor couldn't believe what a spitfire woman she was, a real fighter. He was surprised that she and her cat took out three of his men with a short sword and a dagger together and Jorah the other three. She couldn't be knight trained, could she?
Jeor walked up to his son and Lyra, he heard Lyra say, "Sure they were my employees, but they were my good friends too. They went with me everywhere, Darin and Caleb were with me from the start when buying my ship. My guards are dear to me, family and trusted. The eight other guards came over to her and patted her on the back and shoulders. She squeezed each of their hands letting them know she cared. They were hurting too because they were all friends and bonded. They saw how she felt about them and were honored because she was a great lady thinking so much of them all more than sellswords. After five years, she told them they were no longer sellswords, but her guards. They were always paid well and treated respectfully by her. They loved working for her.
Lyra marched over to Allister Thorne and castrated him immediately. As he screamed and bled in pain they held him to the stump and Lyra beheaded him in one chop. Jorah castrated and beheaded Karl Tanner as well for daring to think of touching his woman.
The rest of the evening Lyra and Jorah secluded themselves in their room and made vigorous love to one another, wearing out their adrenaline. They bathed each other, ate cheese, bread and cured meat with a glass of wine from a small cask they had for their dinner. They fell asleep in each other's arms with a washed, dried, fed, warm and snoring Crystal next to them under the covers.
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A full week had passed and it was time to go. Lyra had bonded to Jeor. She told him about the war to come, how she sat down with Jorah and explained to Jeor of the things to come. She warned him of Rast and the Second Long Night. She explained everything about it and when it will occur. She told him of Jon Snow and how he would help to get the wildlings below the Wall when the time comes. Jeor was pensive, then she told him that Lord Stark knew these things. She told him that she told Lord Stark to start stocking weapons and where to find dragonglass on Dragonstone. Jeor was surprised and started to believe her when she said, "You have seen the signs, but have not said a word about it. You knew Craster was giving his sons to the White Walkers. You have seen the White Walkers at a distance, the 'Others', the wildlings call them."
Jeor was stunned and asked, "How do you know that?"
Lyra said, "Because I told you that am a seer, good father. I swear that I will never lie to you." Jeor had some serious thinking to do.
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Jeor had enjoyed the visit after the nasty business with the eight men he lost. Three days after the beheadings, the sixteen men arrived to be trained, luckily. So he was going to be busy getting them up to being useful.
Lyra had planned ahead and made wishes ahead of time for non perishable provisions, enough for a few days of cured meat and food for Crystal though she will hunt on her own, and smaller camping pots and a skillet. She was taking three horses, one for a pack horse, with them as well as their tent to the other side of the Wall. She, of course, had her locked small secret chest in her baggage. She wished for two white fur coats with cowl hoods. They had a complete survival kit, medicinal bag and weapons. Lyra tried to think of everything.
They were saying their last goodbyes to Jeor and Lyra said hugging Jeor, "Be safe, good father, I will miss you. Please let me know if you need anything. I will make sure you are going to get it."
He hugged her and said, "You make me some grandchildren and take good care of my son for me. I will send you a raven from time to time. I love you, good daughter."
Lyra kissed him on the cheek and said, "I love you too."
Jorah hugged his father and said, "Stay safe, I love and will miss you, father."
Jeor hugged him back and said, "You make me proud of you, my son. You have a lovely woman there, strong and capable. Take care of each other." Jorah nodded with watery eyes shaking his father's hand as they walked away.
When they were a ways away, Lyra and Jorah took the horses, readying them for the journey. Lyra and Jorah discussed this with the guards in advance and told them that they would meet them at the river where they cross on the other side. Their guards were not happy about it, but gave in once they knew Lyra had promised she would protect her, Crystal and Jorah. She left them with plenty of provisions. Lyra said a wish to protect them all.
The men continued and once they were out of sight, she took Crystal by the collar and Jorah by the hand as he held the reins of the horses. Lyra made her wish, "I wish that me, Crystal, Jorah and our three horses were standing at the weirwood heart tree where the Three Eyed Raven lives." They all disappeared.
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When they reappeared, they were standing in front of an enormous weirwood tree in a small clearing in a forest. It had blood red leaves and the trunk was white than a birch ever was. It took a moment to get their bearings after transporting that way. Lyra kissed Jorah, she didn't know if it was to reassure him or to let him know he was a good sport for doing this. He kissed her back after wrapping his arm around her while still hanging on to the horse's reins. She smiled up at him and caressed his face and said, "I must communicate with the guardians here. It might take a while, but be patient."
Lyra turned to the weirwood tree and could feel the rippling of energy coming off like waves around them. She put her hand on the face carved into the tree and leaned her head against the tree trunk. She had a vision in her mind of an old man. He turned his head looking at her within the tree branches winding and growing around him. He was studying her, as if she walked up on him.