The Lone House of Fire

Chapter 7

Azria had found Arman on the roof of the abandoned church. He had been staring out into the distance with a dozed off look on his face. Azria had asked him if he was okay, which Arman only responded with a nod. She then made a mental note to ask him about it later.

"Come on," she lightly shoved him, "we have to go to back to the castle. The outsiders are gonna get there any time soon." 

Arman nodded and followed after her. They both walked to the castle together, laughing and jesting about. Azria then heard a round of trumpets play. Her eyes widened.

"What's wrong," asked Arman.

 "They're here."

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Jon Snow had taken off his coat a while back, and he now considered taking the rest of his clothes off. The heat was unbearable and he felt as if his leather tunic was sticking to his pale skin. He almost sighed in content as he saw the kingdom doors.

His travels were strange, to say the least. Jon shuddered a bit in remembrance of the strange sensation he had felt.

  Jon and his family traveled through an uncharted part of the forest. The snow had gotten thinner and he no longer felt as cold. He would see Arya peeking outside from the carriage window, and he knew exactly why. The forest trees looked taller and the air seemed almost... older; that same smell one is welcomed with when they enter an old library. In all honesty, the forest just seemed peculiar and abnormal. Yet beautiful.

 All their horses began to neigh as they reached an old stone bridge. Jon began to pet the head of his horse in hopes that it would calm down. However, he looked over to the savage as he began to draw out his knife.

Robb immediately drew out his sword and pointed it at the one who was leading them. 

The savage looked in surprise, "Oy,  calm yourself."

"What do you think you're doing?" Robb persisted, his sword still at the nape of the mans neck.

The savage merely gulped a bit before stating, "I have to open the way."

Ned looked at his son and placed his hand on his shoulder, telling him to lower his weapon. "Trust him, if he or his house of bandits we're going to ambush us, they would have done so already."

Robb kept his eyes trained on the wanderer and nodded before placing his sword in its sheathe. He, however, did not take his eyes off of him. The savage returned the favor and continued to take out his small knife.

Once off his horse, he walked over to the side of the bridge and lifted a wall of weeds, as if it was a curtain. He then began to outline the symbols that decorated the wall.

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Jon looked over to Robb, whom still had his eyes trained on the savage, and sent a questioning look.  He then fixed his eyes on the bridge and felt an itch on the bottom of his nose. 

The savage then began to chant some words in a language that neither Jon nor Eddard Stark could understand. Suddenly, the wind began to blow harder and the symbols began to glow. Jon touches the dagger his father had trusted him with.

The horses started neighing again and tried to escape; if not for the tight hold in them, they would have run away.

Ned looked at the savage and shouted, "Witchcraft!" 

The savage placed his dagger in it's sheath and looked over to the King of the North, "It is the only way. I need you to trust me with this, my lord."

"I trust you enough to follow you," he said, "but not with the life of my wife and our children." 

The savage bowed his head and answered solemnly, "Then you choose instead to die later. I know why you insist in going to the Just Kingdom, you seek help. Now, accept mine. I may be a savage, but I am no fool. Winter is coming. And along it comes death."