Wolf's Mark

Chapter 37

Jaime returns to Kings Landing, he talks to Lyanna and tells her the truth about Jon. Lyarra and Oberyn talk. I hope you guys like it. 🥰

Lyanna could not help the smile that covered her face as her husband entered the gardens. He had received a hero's welcome, everyone in Kings Landing cheering as he passed by. There were a few thousand knights riding after him, a lot of them had died during the battle, and less than half had survived. Her children had been giddy, they could barely stand still. Jaime had barely been able to get off his horse before the children jumped him. He had laughed, kissing and hugging them. Lyanna had been carrying Kivan and Rewan was in Tywin's arms, the two children had immediately started wiggling, attempting to get out of their hold and reach their father. Lyanna had not missed the way Jaime had hugged their children, happiness, and sadness in his eyes. Lyanna had immediately gone to Tommen, wrapping her arms around him and kissing his cheek. The boy laughed as she fussed over him like he was a small child once more. Then she had been in Jaime's arms, his mouth on hers and she had melted into the kiss. She had missed him so much and was so happy to see him once more, happy that he was alive.
Her mother had already left, headed for Winterfell as soon as Lyanna had told her about Rickon. Her mother had completely broken down, while Lyarra just looked empty. Tears had run down her face, but she had not made a sound. Lyarra was breaking her heart, her sister was not the same woman Lyanna had always known. Hopefully, with Oberyn's return, Lyarra would find a bit of peace. Oberyn had been transported in a wheelhouse due to his injuries and he had been taken to his chambers as soon as he arrived. For now, Lyanna just wanted to spend time with her husband.
"Do you feel a bit better now?" Lyanna ran a hand over Jaime's face. "I am sure the bath helped a bit."
"It did help. I feel almost human once more." Jaime kissed her forehead. "I am just happy to be home, with you and our children. I have missed you."
"I missed you also." Lyanna kissed Jaime's hand. "I am so happy you are back and you are safe."
"I dreamt about you the whole time I was away."
"I dreamt about you too." Lyanna kissed his lips, before pulling back. She looked at him for a few minutes before frowning. "What is wrong?"
"What makes you think there is something wrong?"
"Jaime, do not lie to me. I know there is something you are not telling me."
"It is about your brother Jon." Lyanna took a step back, looking at Jaime with curiosity and waiting for him to speak. It took a few minutes for her husband to get the courage to tell her the truth. "Jon is not your brother, he is your cousin. He is the legitimate son of Rhaegar Targaryen and Lyanna Stark."
"What?" Lyanna was shocked and took a few more steps back, sitting down in one of the chairs. "That is not possible, even if it were true Jon could not be legitimate. Rhaegar was already wed to another woman and had two children with her."
"Rhaegar set aside his marriage to Elia and wed your aunt in a secret ceremony. Lyanna was with child during Robert's rebellion. Your father found her in the end, she had just given birth and was dying. She placed the babe in his arms and asked Ned to protect him." A tear ran down Lyanna's face. "So your father lied to everyone, even to his own wife, and claimed Jon as his."
Lyanna could not believe what he was saying and in a way, she wished she could turn back time and not hear it. What was she supposed to do now? Her father, the honorable Ned Stark had lied to everyone for years. He had let Jon join the Night's Watch, knowing exactly who he was. She understood why he had lied, the reason he had to protect Jon, but he could at least tell her mother. Maybe if Catelyn had known the truth about Jon she would not have grown into such a bitter woman.
And what would happen when Tywin found out? What would her good father do?

                                                                 Lyanna Stark (25 years old.)

                                                             Jaime Lannister (40 years old.)

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Oberyn could not believe he was alive, much less back with his family. After the night king had stabbed him, Oberyn thought that would be the end of it, that he would never see Lyarra or his children once more. He had been surprised when he woke up in Winterfell, Jaime sitting beside him. His entire body was hurt, but he had been alive and that was all he cared about. Once he arrived in Kings Landing he had been taken to the chambers he shared with his wife and found her and the children waiting for him. His children had been careful with him, knowing that he was injured. While Oberyn could see that his wife was happy to see him, he could also tell there was something saddening her. There was a shadow in her eyes, something painful.
He waited until the children had left before extending his hand and waiting for Lyarra to take it and sit on the bed beside him.
"What is the matter sweetheart?" Oberyn tightened his grip when she attempted to pull away. "Tell me what is wrong Lyarra, I know there is something bothering you."
"It is the babe." Lyarra sobbed, tears falling down her face. "I lost the babe a few weeks ago."
Lyarra sobbed, burying her head on his chest. Sobbs shook her body as he ran a hand up and down her back, attempting to hold back his own tears. He did not know she had lost the babe, that she had been carrying this burden all on her own.
"Lyarra, I need you to stop crying, you are going to make yourself sick." Oberyn kissed the top of her head. "I am so sorry, I should have been here with you."
"This is not on you." Lyarra lifted her head, her face wet with tears. "You were fighting to protect humanity. Nothing that happened was your fault."
"What happened?"
"I do not know. I was here, drinking tea and speaking with Tyrek when I felt this sharp pain on the right side of my belly. Things are not very clear after that, I was in and out of consciousness for hours and I swear I heard voices." Lyarra straightened up, wiping her tears away. "Then I woke up and Lyanna told me I had lost the babe."
"What did the voices say?" Oberyn was curious about what she heard.
"It was the same thing, over and over again." She pushed a red curl behind her ear. "It kept saying a life for a life."
"Lyarra, when did this happen? When did you lose the babe?" Oberyn needed to know because he had heard voices, saying that same phrase after the night king stabbed him with his own spear. Then Lyarra told him when it had happened and Oberyn's eyes widened, he wanted to be sick. "Lyarra, that is the exact moment the night king stabbed me. When I lost consciousness I heard voices, they said the same thing, a life for a life."
"What are you saying?"
"I think the gods exchange our babe's life for mine." Lyarra's eyes widened and Oberyn prayed with all his strength that she would not hate him. "I am sorry, I wish I would have died instead."
"No!" Lyarra shook her head franticly, she cupped his face, kissing his lips. "Do not ever say that again. I love you with all my heart and I would have been even more devastated if I had lost you. We will have other children, I promise."
"I love you." Oberyn kissed his wife.
He was grateful that after everything they still had each other, they had their children. They would get over this, they would become stronger. They would be fine.  

                                                       Lyarra Stark (25 years old.)