Winter is coming, The House of The Dragon has fallen, and The House of The Stag takes its place, but after the new king dies, the realm is more interested in who is going to be on The Iron Throne than the invading Army of The Dead. Would they put th...
Eddard lifted the siege of The Baratheon Seat of Power of Storm's End and heard that his sister was last seen going to a tower in Dorne. He took a group of the most trusted fighters and headed to Dorne. As they got there, they saw a tall tower, and standing in front of it was what was left of The Kingsguards: Ser Gerold Hightower, Ser Oswell Whent, and Ser Arthur Dayne: The Sword of The Morning.
Ned: I looked for you on The Trident.
Gerold: We were not there.
Oswell: Woe to The Usurper if we had been.
Ned: The Mad King is dead. Rhaegar lies beneath the ground. Why weren't you there to protect your prince?
Arthur: Our prince wanted us here.
Gerold: The Kingsguard, don't flee, and once I get my hands on Jamie, I'm going to kill him for breaking his vows.
Ned: The feeling is mutual, but I'm here for my sister; now where is she?
After he said that; a faint yell came from the tower.
?: NED, LORD EDDARD, I BEEN HERE.
Ned(as he looked up):Hold on I'm coming. (Looks at The Kingsguard) I don't want to kill you, but if you just let me pass, get my sister back, and swear loyalty to Robert Baratheon no one will get hurt.
Arthur: Our knees don't bend easily. Puts his helmet on. This is where it ends.
Ned: No this is what it ends.
The two groups pulled out their weapons and attacked each other. Ned killed Lord Commander Hightower after he killed Lord Wull and Lord Roswell. Ser Oswell slew Lord Cassel but was killed by Lord Glover. The remaining Northmen surrounded Ser Arthur Dayne, but he was on guard. He quickly killed Lord Glover and Lord Dustin and knocked over Lord Reed, but before he could kill him, Ned blocked it with his sword and started to fight, but he was not able to get past it, and Lord Reed picked up a sword and stabbed Arthur in the back. Eddard knocked the sword out of his hand as he fell to the ground.
Arthur: I wish you good fortune in the wars to come.
Ned: May you find peace in where you are up in.
He picked up his sword "Dawn" and cut him down. They heard more screaming from the tower and quickly headed into the tower. They ran to the top of the tower, and there, lying on a bed covered in blood, was a woman with long brown hair and grey eyes; that lady was Lyanna Stark.
Lyanna: Ned?
Ned: Lya.
Lyanna: Is that you; please tell me that I'm not dreaming.
Ned: No, Lya, this is not a dream; I am here, and you're safe now.
Lyanna: I missed you so much older brother.
Ned: I missed you too.
Lyanna: I wanted to be brave.
Ned: Don't say that; you are brave.
Lyanna: No, I'm not, and I am going to die at any moment.
Ned: No you are not going to die here. GET HER SOME WATER!
Lyanna: Ned, please...
Ned: Is there a maester!?
Lyanna(she pulled him closer): Ned please listen carefully. Whatever Robert Baratheon said about what happened to me and Rhaegar; don't believe it. I was never kidnapped or raped. I always hated Robert and I will always love Rhaegar. A baby started to cry as it and a wet nurse appeared in view. That's my son and his name is Jaehaerys Targaryen. Please, Ned, promise me that you're going to take care of him, and please do not tell Robert; he is going to kill him, and you know it. Please promise me, Ned.
Ned: I promise to take care of him; always.
Lyanna: Thank you.
Lyanna took her last breath and died holding onto his hand. Ned tried to wake her up to no avail. Ned, his heart heavy with grief and guilt, blamed himself for everything that happened, from Harrenhal up to Robert's Rebellion, until Lord Reed came in the room and pried her hand off him. Eddard turned around and looked at the baby.
Eddard: What is your name miss?
?: My name is Wylla; I'm a wet nurse from Starfall.
Eddard: Ok, Wylla, I thank you for taking care of the boy.
Wylla: You are welcome, my lord, but I am sorry for not saving your sister.
Eddard: Don't worry about it; I think it's for the best that she died. I can't imagine what would happen if everybody knew what happened.
Howland: What are you going to do with the boy?
Eddard(as took the baby): I am going to raise him as my son; then he was Jaehaerys Targaryen; now his is Jon Snow.
The baby opened his eyes, showed his dark gray eyes, and lifted his hand to grab Eddard's finger.
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