Westeros Watches The Future (Hiatus)

Chapter 4 Jon's Death

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Quick question. Am I putting in enough reactions from the characters? Because I feel like there isn't enough. Should I do more? Less? Or keep it how it is?

Now I planned on adding more characters when I was writing chapter 3, but I already had it mostly finished and didn't want to rewrite it. Those characters will be added once I release chapter 5. Chapters 1-4 will be rewritten slightly.

Due to the fact that I'm going to rewrite the first 4 chapters and that chapter 5 is going to be a lot longer don't expect the next update to happen anytime soon.

Also I'm going to have to start prepping for my exams in June. I'll try to update as soon as possible, but it will take a while.

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No one really knew what to say after witnessing the massacre at Hardhome so they waited in silence for the screen to keep playing.

JON

Jon had been having strange dreams of being Ghost for years. Ever since he had gotten him in fact. The Wildlings or the freefolk as they liked to call themselves, called it warging or skinchanging.

"So you're a skinchanger?" Tormund asked. There was a glint in his eye. So that's why the direwolf, Ghost, was so unnerving. Not only was it an intelligent beast, but it also had a connection with Jon. Now Tormund wasn't a warg so he had no idea how any of that actually worked, but the animals the skinchangers warg into are a lot smarter than most.

"I guess." Jon shrugged. Maybe he was one of these wargs, whatever they were. That would explain his dreams of Ghost and his connection with the direwolf. But if that was the case then why did he feel the same connection with the dragon on screen as he did with Ghost?

"What is a warg or a skinchanger?" Edmure asked the question they all wanted the answer to.

"I think it's a northern legend about changing into animals or something." One of the Vale lords said. Truth be told the only ones who were aware of what wargs are were the northern lords. And there were only some that knew, most had simply forgotten or dismissed it as a myth.

"That's ridiculous. There is no way in the seven hells that this is true. How are any of you even believing this?" Cersei said with a scowl. These were just legends made up by those filthy barbarians in the north.

Arianne raised a brow with a blank expression. "And yet every single thing we had thought had gone extinct or was just a myth has come true." Cersei fumed in her seat. She would have that damn dornish slut killed.

"Great. More magic." Tywin grumbled to himself. The world was changing so much so fast and he had no idea how anything worked anymore. Even the bloody wildlings knew more than he did now.

They had the ability of entering the minds of animals and controlling them. Most were scared of the wargs and skinchangers but some thought it a blessing from the old gods. Jon would dream of hunting stags and other game at night and in the morning, he would see Ghost with a bloody muzzle. Then he knew it wasn't a dream. All the stories that old nan and the Free folk told him of people entering the skin of animals were real.

Most of the audience felt apprehensive of Jon now. And that direwolf was a lot more terrifying now. How would they even know if it was the wolf looking at them or if Jon was observing them through its eyes?

Howland, while slightly weirded out, thought this was great. If Jon could do this with his direwolf then it stood to reason he could do it with the dragons as well. It would certainly make the people much more accepting of dragons returning if the new king had such control over them.