ON HOLD
SEASONS 4-8
JON SNOW X OC
"THE THINGS WE LOVE DESTROY US EVERY TIME."
The Wildings have always been a problem and now more so than ever. Butchering an entire village to send a message to The Night's Watch gets precedence, it's also ju...
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(N.) A wild, reckless young person (V.) To be wild and reckless (Adj.) Wild and reckless
4.08 "The Mountain and The Viper." • • •
"Olly, say your goodbyes," I told him as we stood by the gate waiting for it to open. Olly had put up a fight, threw a tantrum the moment I told him we were leaving. I was able to get his things packed, what little things we had, and make it to the gate. Sam and Gilly had already gone, Sam had not wanted to wait, and I could not blame him.
He grumbled under his breath, and I nudged him towards Jon. Jon stood by calmly, his familiar frown etched on his face as he watched Olly come forward. With outstretched arms he held Olly close, leaning down to whisper in his ear before rustling his hair.
I watched the exchange between the two with a heavy heart. Olly had bonded with Jon, Olly seemed to look up to him like he had Obrien. My little brother shuffled back towards me, and I nodded at Jon who raised a hand signaling the gate to open.
"I was told to open it just so you both can slip out. The Wildings could be close by. I can only hold the gate open for a few moments, Miss," One of the Crows Pyp, I think, spoke, and I grumbled but maneuvered my way around the gate.
The cold hit me with such vigor I almost lost my breath. I stood knee deep in snow thankful for the horse Sam left and quickly threw my pack upon its back.
"Olly, come on," I hissed noticing his small body lingering in the opening. I gestured for him to come forth, but was met with a hard stare.
"Close the gate,"
"What? No!" I ran to the door, "Don't-," it slammed harshly against me, and I fell back.
"Ana, let me protect you. Stay with Gilly and Little Sam. I need to stay here," Olly said with such a desire in his voice that my anger dissipated when I saw how determined he was.
I sighed, "Jon Snow?"
A moment later a voice spoke up, "I did not know he was to do that Anabes,"
"I know. Just not a scratch ya here, protect my family, please,"
"You have my word,"
• • •
Moles Town wasn't much of a town. A dozen ill standing buildings littered the area carefully and the stench of the people permeated my entire being. I gagged and wished this part of The Gift was more like my village, cleaner. Men grabbed at my ankles as I rode past and smiled devilishly at me with mouths with rotting teeth.
