Song of Ice and Fire

Chapter Fifteen

"Listen!" He yells and grabs my shoulders. He looks inside my eyes and smiles sadly.

"No, no, NO!" I yell at him with tears pouring down my face. My whole body is shaking and screaming in pain.

"Bianca... listen to me..." he whispers in devastated voice and hugs me, then kisses me gently. "You have to run... they are after you..."

"But I can fight..." I start reasoning with him, ignoring my itching shoulder.

"Can you?" He asks me again and smiles. "Okay then... but if you sense that something is off... you run away... okay?" I nod and kiss him passionately, as if sensing that end is here.

"Have you ever been in love?" Jaime asks me and I turn my whole attention to him. His blonde hair is dirty and stained with blood, beard is growing on his chin and he now looks more like a beggar than a knight.

"What do you mean? I am in love." I smile at him and look at the door, as if wait for Theon to appear.

"I don't mean Greyjoy." He tells me and rolls his eyes, muttering something about young love. "I am sure you knew people beyond the Wall... have you ever been in love while living there?" He asks me and smiles at me expression. "You don't have to answer if you don't want to."

"No, its okay." I lie to him and force a smile. "You have been answering everything I have asked you. It's only fair if I answer you back."

I sigh and lean against the cold wall. I close my eyes and push the emotions at the pit of large hole inside my chest.

"Yes..." I whisper in a low voice. "I was in love before. He was... he was different, so different from others..."

"What happened to him?"

"He died... like all of them...."I whisper and open my eyes.

"Do you still love him?" He asks me and leans forward, chains sound ringing in my ears.

"No... its been a long time since then... and... even though I haven't unloved him... I don't love him any more." I close my eyes again and swallow all the tears threatening to fall.

"What was his name?"

"His name?" I whisper and smile. I can feel a single tear making its way down my face.

"You don't have to talk about it..."

"No... I... need it." I whisper and wipe the tear away. "I have to talk about it to let him... them go." I sigh and open my eyes, fixing them on the door in front of me. "His name was Lucas." I whisper and smile as his name rolls from my tongue. I only then realize how I missed pronouncing it. "He had hair as dark as night... eyes as blue as ocean and... skin as pale as snow with lips colored of blood." He looks at me motioning me to continue. "And... not many people could defeat him... but in the end... he was first one to fall."

"What do you mean?" Jaime's eyes follow my every movement and every glance. His emerald eyes are piercing through my soul and reads my mind.

"I... my village was attacked..." I whisper in a low voice. "With terrible monsters and creatures... the old stories of habitants beyond the Wall... they aren't just bed time stories... they are all real." I choke the words out as I relive the horrors of that night. "He... he asked me to run away, but I insisted on staying and fighting even though I was wounded... he couldn't stand on my way and I stayed." I swallow the ball in my throat and continue. "When we were attacked everyone was fighting perfectly, but me. I could barely fight with my itching shoulder and I wasn't fast enough. I couldn't see him as he attacked me, but Lucas did. He saw it and jumped in front of me, saving me, but dying himself." I whisper in a low voice and sigh. "When people saw this, they panicked, falling down one by one, while I was sitting by Lucas's corpse and crying. When I managed to come back to my senses... they were all killed and only enemies were left..." I whisper in lower voice.

"How did you manage to run from them?"

"I killed them all..." I whisper as shiver runs down my spine. "I was in rage and I couldn't control myself... I was blinded and I was acting on instincts, and I killed them... I left no one alive..."

"I am sorry..." he whispers and puts his hand on my shoulder.

"Don't... it wasn't my first kill... and it certain wasn't my last..."

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The blood. The mere scent of it wakes monster inside of me. My whole body aches from the need of death. I look around, trying to spot anyone... anyone, who might have survived it, survived me.
But the only thing greeting me is corpses... all of their corpses lying scattered on the ground.

"You are spending too much time with Kingslayer." Theon tells me in angry voice. I can see people stealing glances at us and eavesdropping. Even Robb is looking at us with waiting expression.

"So?" I ask him in bored voice and slip wine. His sea blue eyes are piercing through me.

"Why?" He just ask me this, but I can see pain behind it. I can sense jealousy and fear of losing me.

"I was taught that when you catch your enemy you should know him." I whisper and smile at him. "Even though now I am in Seven Kingdoms, I still live by the rules I was taught by Free People, Theon." I whisper gently. "I have to know why he became who he is..." he looks at me, debating to believe me or not, but sincerity inside my eyes prove him that I am telling truth and he nods.

He leans forward and kisses my forehead gently.

"Okay... but be careful, okay?" He asks me and I nod at him, small smile creeping up on my lips.