Chapter Twenty - Eight

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"What are you doing?" Aunt opens the door and looks inside my room. She smiles at me and then takes a double look on hideous bedroom. "What happened in here?"

"Auntie Lyanna." I whisper and start sobbing in a low voice. The tantrum I have made a mere minutes ago is shaming me now. "I am sorry." I whisper with tears streaming down my face.
When she sees me like that, she runs to me and hugs me tightly. I can feel that she wants to help me and I somehow manage to calm myself down enough to tell her what has happened.

"Do you remember the boy I liked, Theon?" I ask her and she nods with soft smile spreading on her lips. "I don't like him anymore! He is a cheater!"

"What happened, Princess?" She asks me in concern as I wipe my tears away.

"He told me that..." I start sobbing again and it takes some time for me to calm down. "That I was too ugly for other boys to like me! And that only he likes me, thus I had to like him back!" I exclaim in anger and start pouting. "He calls me ugly and and annoys me all the time. He even pushed me!"

As I tell her the stories of what the jerk has done to me, she chuckles. A large smile appearing on her lips.

"You know, boys aren't too emotional, right?" I nod and she goes on. "They tend to show that they love you or like you this way." She smiles and shakes her head. "So, if he hurt you like that and told you that only he would like you, because he felt pity. It means he likes you and he is embarrassed to say it."

Stupidity was always my best side. I always did things, I would regret later on. Like what I did in the feast for example.
Now, everyone knows about my secret and my powers. But now they are alive, at least.

My feet is gently touching the stony ladders leading me to where Jaime Lannister is. I have missed his soothing, sarcastic voice and smirk, which is always evident on his lips.

I push the old, oak door open and go inside, just to be greeted with filthy and disgusting smell.

"Princess?" His voice is hoarse and low. He is covered with dirt and dried blood.

"What happened to you?" I ask in barely audible voice as my whole senses is taken by fear.

"Whatever my father did to you." He whispers and I can detect sorrow inside emerald orbs. "I am sorry."

"For what?" I ask genuinely surprised and kneel beside him, pushing his hair away from his eyes.

"For what you have to endure in King's Landing." He coughs the words out and looks down at the stony floor.

"It isn't your fault." I whisper and smile at him. Bruises are evident on his pale skin, blood is oozing from the wounds and dirt is piling up on his body. "Here, let me help." I whisper and close my eyes. I let the power inside of me break loose.

First is water, pouring down at his body, cleaning him from all the dirt around. Then I start healing his wounds and after this with low fire I dry him.

While I am doing this, he is looking at me surprised. Fear lingering in his eyes as he shakes slightly.

"What... how?" He whispers in a barely audible voice and goes a little further away from me, earning a chuckle from me.

"Don't worry. I won't hurt you." I whisper and sit on the floor. After a slight hesitation, he sits next to me. We sit there, silently. None of us wants to break the soothing silence around us.

***

No one in the hall speaks. Or why would they? No one really knows what has happened. I look at Robb, who is staring at me with wild eyes. Next to him is another, with sorrow inside her Tully eyes. I can understand them, after all, I am the witch for them.

You are child of the Prophecy!

The voice inside my head reminds me and earns a smile from me. I have always had this special abilities inside of me and I never seemed them as anything weird. Especially since, they were the ones helping me to survivor, until I met the tribe members and mother Joana.

"What else can you do?" Robb asks me out of nowhere and I look at him confused. What am I to them? A clown?

"I can call all the animals that are on the house emblems." I say proudly as I recall the memories of the animals on the flags. I have met the Tully fish, the Stark direwolf, who is mine. Targaryan Dragon, Baratheon deer, Lannister Lion and even Greyjoy kraken.

"Okay." He tells me without asking if I am lying or not. Or why should I lie? I look at him, while biting my lower lip. It's become the habit of mine to do. "You may leave. But you have to take care of your prisoners. I... I don't want to know what you are doing with them." He informs me and closes his eyes tightly to get rid of all the bloody images to had to witness in the dungeons.

I nod and with a large smile I leave the hall. My steps are echoing in the room and eyes are following me behind. But I don't stop. I don't want to stop. I have some important matters to take care of.

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