The Warrior

Chapter 6

Maester Aemon allowed Jaime and Alyssa to get in the Castle Black, accompanied by Jon Snow who was a little bit thoughtful. Alyssa looked around, and that place evoked loneliness and sadness, but always better to the hatred and falsehood that she had found in King's Landing.
"Lady Alyssa,you can not move from the castle yet." Said Jon Snow. Alyssa was amazed that the boy had turned to her instead of to Jaime. "Lord Snow, why should we stay one more day here?" Jaime took on an arrogant tone.
"The wildlings are ready to attack us, and you will risk your life if you leave now." "And when you have scheduled their next attack?" Alyssa asked softly. "Tonight." Jon Snow was worried and preoccupied, Alyssa could feel the will to live but at the same time, the anger and the fear of death in the bastard's black eyes. Alyssa shuddered down her back ... and if this would be her last night? If she would no longer tasted Oberyn's lips? Her breathing stopped for a few seconds. Jon and Jaime saw her pale in the face and, worried, they  sustained her.
"Lady Alyssa, what upsets you?" Jaime took her by his arm while Jon tried to pick her up. "I'm fine, excuse me." Alyssa pulled herself together, and she was accompanied by Jon in her room, to drink a glass of herbs. While she sipped the drink, she was reflecting on life and its unpredictability, so much that the young man called her back. "Lady Alyssa, what troubles you? It seems that you're absent" "I'm not afraid of death, at least until some time ago. When you're really happy, then it is in that situation that the world falls on me. " "I will protect you tonight, how I will protect my brothers and Castle Black. I promise you, you do not have to fear death." "Lord Snow, i will defend myself alone, as you all will do. And of course I will fight for you and your brothers. "Alyssa smiled, a sweet smile ,and Jon did the same.
"How will you do now with Tyrion?" He asked. "I do not know, time will give us all the answers." Alyssa stood up, walked over to Jon who was sitting on a trunk. He seemed baffled by what she was about to do. She stood in front of him, touching his beautiful curls, soft raven. Jon felt ecstatic, until Alyssa started speaking:
"When I was at Storm's End, a noble, I can not remember his name, told me a story about a young woman, Lyanna Stark, who had a son by Rhaegar Targaryen, the relationship was quite dangerous, and when Lyanna gave birth to her son, she promised to his brother, Eddard Stark, to keep him in custody and raise him. " "So?" Jon, from the words of the woman and the massage was relaxing. "Nothing, it is a mysterious story, don't you think?" Jon suddenly opened his eyes and was shocked. "It can not be, it's a ridicoulus story... I am the son of Eddard Stark and a village woman." " I do not know if it's true, forgive me if I told you in these circumstances, but I could not put it off. I've seen something in your eyes...something so familiar and warm. " He got up, opened the door and went off to his room to meditate.

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Author's note
Okay, I'm so proud of my self because I wrote this story almost three years ago and I've always known Jon' destiny 😍. I'm still sorry for my bad english, i'm trying to translate my story as much correct as possible! Thank you ❤