"The Wolf, the Stag and the Snake" book 1

Chapter 13

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CASSANDRA

Snow, only snow before her eyes.

Cassandra Baratheon had spent the last four nights on shift observing the North from the top of the Wall. The quiet, dark and mysterious North. She had been on the other side of the Wall countless of times. Cassie had grown up walking on that snow, that sometimes would have been so high to not make the passage easy. She knew what it meant, trying to find some rest on the ground as the cold would reached deep inside the flash until it touched the bones. And she knew how it felt to fight on that land, where the night was so dark it was difficult to see and the snow would keep falling and falling over them and the blood almost seemed to steam when it touched the ground. She knew, but she never got used to it. The North and its people. And its legends.

Cassie had asked to have the schedule of the shifts changed, and Wylly had been deeply grateful for that, she was always in need of sleep. Cassandra wasn't. Sleep had not been a good companion to Cassie for many years, now.

"Cassie."

One night the voice of Jon Snow made her turn in the night. The faint light of the fire was the only thing that made it possible for her to see. Next to him she saw the white fur of Ghost as the pup looked up at her with his deep red eyes. She observed the direwolf before smiling at Jon, but then she noticed a shadow moving behind him, and she took a deep breath when she saw her uncle, Tyrion Lannister. He was covered in fur like always, trying to not slip on the snow with his short legs.

"You could have told me you'd been here" Jon said as he made a step towards her. When they had the same shift Jon and Cassie would take the watch together and they talked and laughed. As if they were still inside the warm walls of Winterfell, that had always seemed to shelter all of them from any harm.

That was no Winterfell though, and Cassie would always remember it as she got down from the top of the Wall alone.

"I asked for a shift" she said turning to Jon "It was a sudden decision."

"I've heard you've been up here a lot lately, niece." her uncle said making her blue eyes move down. Why was he even there she would never stop wander. And she could notice he had grew fond of Jon. Or curious. She could not tell the difference.

Cassie shrugged "It's what it has to be done."

"You need rest, Cassie" Jon said again "It's been the third night."

She couldn't stop herself from smiling at the boy. The gentle Jon Snow.

"I'm not the one training recruits." She said making him chuckle.

"You've noticed?"

"I've noticed Pyp not holding the sword as if it was a dagger anymore" she answered with crossed arms "I though you were helping Grenn."

She had been training with the boys the days before and she had noticed them getting better at fighting. They observed more and yelled less. Their movements were still rough, but cleaner. Jon was getting more results than Ser Allyser. She could just wonder what the man was thinking about that. Not that she could expect any less from a man who had fought for the Targaryens.

"Pyp asked me" he said shrugging his shoulders and Cassie nodded. He was making friends, now.

"Wylliana said he is getting good" Cassie said "She thinks he can make a fine ranger in some time."