Snow Ghost [Jaime Lannister]

Chapter VII. Tour Around Winterfell

Lyanna POV

Jon enters his room and I follow him and close the door behind us "Jon?!" Jon looks lost "What happened, brother?"

"I hate it, I hate all this looks to us, I'm so tired"

"You need to sleep, brother" I take his hand and lead him to the bed.

Jon lays down "Stay with me"

I nod smiling and put the blanket on him then sit next to him, playing with his hair.

Jon falls asleep, and I look at the direwolves who fall asleep too, I stand slowly head to the door, open it, and head outside slowly.

I close the door until I find Daeron, he pulls me by the arm and we enter an empty room, I stare at him "What?"

"We need to talk"

"What are we gonna say about abandoning me for a month or more"

"I'm leaving forever"

I stare at him "Then what do you need me to do, Pray to the gods to make your road comfortable, Tomas"

Daeron sighs "Lyanna, I asked Lord Stark to marry you but he refused"

"to fix your mistake"

"You are not a mistake and I'm a Hightower " He touches my hand "Lyanna"

I pull my hand away "Don't, please"

"You wear the necklace that means we belong to each other, you all matter to me"

I leave him and close the door. I stand in the hallway trying not to cry.

"You look like a thief," Jaime said.

I gasp and turn to the voice "Seven hell, Ser Jaime"

Jaime laughs "I'm sorry, I scared you"

"Yeah you scared the hell out of me"

"You look sad, are you okay?"

"No, it was a long day, I need some rest"

"Let's walk together to our chambers"

I nod "You enjoyed the feast?"

As we walk together "Yeah, it was good"

I look at him "You okay?"

"Tired too, long day"

We stop in front of my door "Good night, Lyanna" shakes his head "I mean Lady Lyanna"

I smile "It's okay to say Lyanna. Good night" I open the door and enter closing it and leaning on the door taking my breath. I jump on the bed angrily and fall asleep as I put my head on the pillow.

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The next day, at dawn Arya practices archery, and I teach her. Arya throws another arrow at the target, Jory clap "Well done"