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I watch as Jon trains the young boy. The woman in red comes to him and I quickly find myself by his side. "The king wishes to see you." I follow them. She turns to me. "Alone." She says. I clench my teeth. "It's alright." Jon says. Jon leaves with that woman.

We all watch as Mance is to be burnt alive. He refused to bend the knee. Jon leaves. I follow him. "Jon." I whisper yell. "What are you doing." He hands me the bow. "Do it." He says. "Please." I know exactly what he wants. I look at the old man. I take a deep breath and shoot the arrow into his heart. He looks at me and Jon as he dies.

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We sit for the election of the new lord commander. Sam speaks up he argues for Jon to be the new Lord commander. But that sorry excuse for a man stands. He talks how how he bedded a wildling girl. I guess it only makes since for Jon to have said it was a wildling that he slept with and not me. I grind my teeth. I feel Jon's place a hand in my leg under the table. "I hate that they still say that. I don't see why you had to have said that you broke your vows at all." I growl quietly. "I wanted to be honest." I huff. "It's a tie." The old man places his token on Jon's stack. I can't believe it. Jon is Lord commander. Jon looks at me. I smile warmly.
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I walk to Jon's Lord commander room. He informs me that he has just turned down the offer of becoming the ruler of winterfell in his fathers name. "You did the right thing.
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We sit in the mess hall and he gives his new order but Janos refuses. The way the words came off of Jon's lips in such a commanding way. "Are you disobeying my orders?" It sends chills down my spine. We all take him outside as expected he pleads for mercy like a coward. Jon executes him.
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I sit on our bed. Jon comes out of the bathroom. I look up at him as he walks to sit next to me. I crawl into his lap. I look at him. "Jon." I whisper. He looks at me sorrowful. I plant a loving kiss on his lips. "I love you." I say. "I love you too." He buries  his face in the crook of my neck. He takes in a deep breath of my sent. We lay together. He holds me tighter and closer than ever. "I won't let anything happen to you." He says squeezing me lightly. I turn in his arms to face him. He moves me to lay on him. I rest peacefully.

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