Chapter Four

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"Bran?" I yell loudly in the garden, but no one answers me. Everyone is busy with their jobs, so no one pays attention to me. I start making my way at broken castle, where no one is residing and where Bran loves to spend his time.
I start wandering in fast pace, something telling me to rush. I look up at the stones and see him, his face leaned in the windows, staring at something. And then he starts falling, someone's hand pushing him to his certain death.

"Bran!" I yell and start running in hope to be able to catch him, even though I know it will send both of us in out certain death. "Bran!" I yell again and fall down on the stony ground. I look up at his body and close my eyes, gaining all the strength I have inside of me and try to catch him.

***

"You can't save everyone." Mother Joana whispers at me and gives me reassuring smile.

"But I can try." I tell her and raise my eyebrows.

"We can all try, but in the end what will it do to us?" She asks me again and sighs loudly, looking directly in my eyes. "Remember Bianca, we can try to save everyone, but this will only lead to losing more people."

The terrible pain goes through my body, making it harder for me to breath. I can sense people being beside me, circling me murmuring in low voices. I can hear Catelyn's cries and Ned's hard breathes. I can feel Theon's warm presence and I can hear Maester Luwin's talking.
I start opening my eyes with difficulties and try to sit, which only causes more pain to jolt inside my body.

"Bianca!" Maester calls out and rushes to me, lying me back on the bed. "You... you have to rest." He says obviously surprised. "You... do you remember anything?" He asks me and I nod.

"Someone... someone pushed Bran..." I whisper and new realization rushes inside of me. "Bran! Where is he?" I jump from the bed and whole room starts swirling. Theon rushes to me and catches me before I fall. He hugs me tightly and his tears wet my clothes.

"He is... sleeping... he hasn't woken yet." Luwin says in low voice and looks down. "What you did, lady was... unimaginably foolish of you!" He says in angry voice and I flinch at the loud tone, but then he smiles at me. "But it was extremely brave and kind of you."

King Robert looks at me with sad eyes and shakes his head. Catelyn hugs me tightly, but I can feel coldness from this hug.

"They thought you wouldn't survive." Theon whispers as mom let go of me. He hugs me again, taking me to my bed. "Never do anything like this again." He whispers as he kisses me forehead.

"Bran?" I whisper again, only this thought occupying my brains.

"He will survive." Catelyn whispers. "He will never be able to walk, but he will live." She whispers and sighs, exiting the room before she starts crying.

***

It has been whole week and Bran hasn't woken yet. King and his family is still here, but it isn't as joyful as it used to be.
Theon is never leaving my side and follows me everywhere I go.

"Arya." I call her and she looks at me, the glee vanished from her misty eyes. She hugs me tightly and then forced smile appears on her lips. "Did you hear the news?" I ask her and she nods, anger radiating from her body.

"I don't want to go!" She cries out and I smile at her. I look back at Theon and motion him to leave us. He surprisingly obeys. "I don't want to live with Queen and that stupid Joffrey!" She announces angrily. I smile at her childish acting.

"But you can't leave Sansa alone with him, can you?" I ask her with terror in my voice. She looks at me confused. "You can see how she is in love with him! You have to be by her side all the time and defend her if something bad happens." I whisper in her ear so no one can hear us.

"Defend her?" Arya asks me and I nod.

"You have to protect her." I assure her. "You have to try being friends with her and to understand her... you two... you are quiet different from each other, but you are still sisters." She nods, telling me that she understood. "And Arya... remember... Winter is coming." I tell her and she grins with same sparkle returning to her eyes.

"Will you write to me when Bran wakes up?" She asks me with innocence of child and I nod at her, which brightens her mood even more.

"Are you tired?" Theon asks me as Arya runs away. I shake my head and smile at him with my softest smile.
He takes my hand and grips it tightly.

"Don't worry, I am fine." I whisper warmly and he nods, kissing my hand gently.

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