"There is no good and evil. There is only power and those too weak to seek it."
"You're too late." Gillian's voice echoed through her head once she let the arrow fly. Elena wanted to close her eyes, wanted to forget everything and everyone just to not see what was happening.
Gillian's body fell down to the ground in a lifeless mess. This time he was gone for good. The arrow had hit him right in the head and shut off the only part that had still been alive before.
"Elena?!" Damon sprinted through the doors of the castle and took a few seconds to take everything in. Everyone needed the time.
And everyone didn't need to say anything. Gillian's lifeless body lying on the ground and Jon and Robb laying on the ground on the other side of the courtyard said enough. Robb checked for his brother's heartbeat and discovered that Jon had blacked out after he hit his head on the wall.
Damon looked at the knife Gillian had thrown. It was stuck in a door with a letter pinned on it. It's a trap. Damon read when he saw the letter there. He frowned, walked towards it and examined it.
"Elena?" Robb slowly managed to stand up straight. He shifted his weight onto his not-injured leg as he walked towards her.
"It's over." Robb whispered and lifted her head so she looked at him. He softly laid both his hands on either side of her face.
"You're safe, we're safe." Robb continued when she continued to stare at nothing in particular. Her eyes were dead, empty. She hadn't moved or made any sound. She just stood there, standing still.
"Elena, please say something." Robb begged. He slightly shook her shoulders to awaken her from the trance she was in but it didn't help. So instead he carefully wringed her weapons out of her grasp.
"We'll have to burn his body, just to be sure." Damon said as he tore the letter apart and took the knife. He turned to lock his eyes with Robb's.
"And we need to take you to Ella. You look like hell." Damon frowned when he saw the several cuts covering Robb's body. He only nodded and then looked back at Elena for a long moment.
"Elena? Hey!" Robb said loudly while taking her cold hands in his, frowning when he felt the ice covering her skin.
"Just look at me, Elena!" He grew frustrated. He had thought that she would've been angry or devastated or just broken but this, this lifeless and emotionless reaction he hadn't seen coming. It was even worse than everything he had suspected.
"Your Grace, Damon!" Aidan sprinted through the main gate and into the courtyard with Ella holding his hand tightly. Aidan took a few seconds to catch his breath and look around.
Damon was surprised to find that Aidan didn't look the slightest bit shocked by the situation here since he was already shocked by something else, which was undoubtedly even more dreadful, if that was even possible.
"There's an army coming, Lannisters. They've already surrounded the whole castle. There are around 10 000 men if not more, 6 000 mounted." Aidan rushed out while keeping his crying daughter close to him. "The Dark One is with him together with some other guardians I do not know."
Robb directed his attention towards Damon, his eyes widened in fear and surprise. "Any word from Steven?!" He turned back towards Aidan after glancing at Elena.
"Nothing." Aidan answered with worry on his face. "Your Grace, we don't have the stomach or the numbers to withstand this attack."
"We, I-" Robb began to breathe heavily, his hands pulling on the roots of his hair as he started to pace.
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The Guardian of the North (Robb Stark) Completed
FanfictionAll that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost, The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring, Renewed sh...
