Arabella Baratheon had been through absolute hell and back and then she meets Jon Snow, a bastard boy she couldn't love. But that doesn't mean she didn't love him.
But little does she know meeting him only made things worse for herself.
Will they g...
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Jon had slept the full night with Sansa by his side, it took her all her might to even convince him to move from Bellas side never mind get him to at-least attempt sleep.
The grief was far too overwhelming for the young Stark but she somehow managed to battle through it with the thought of Bella's words lingering around her brain.
Sansa drew in a sharp breath looking out the window, praying Sophia would walk through the gates with Melisandre , praying there was at least one tiny spec of hope that Arabella would come back, because Sansa couldn't bare watching her brother grieve.
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Days had passed and the queen grew greyer as each day passed signalling she didn't have much time left to be revived, the corridors were quieter and seemed plainer without the joy that Arabella carried along with her.
Jon stayed by her bed every day and even most nights never letting go of her hand, no matter how cold it was. He still hadn't managed to even take a glance at his children as he wanted his first time to be with his wife.
But the longer he didn't see them the more he thought he was somewhat neglecting them just as his mother neglected him and he didn't want that for his prince and princess.
His head lay on the bed his hand gently resting on his wife's chest which would hopefully be rising once again 'Jon!' A voice yelled , his head shot up as the door opened revealing his Sansa 'She's here! They are here!'
Jon grinned stepping off the bed Melisandre and Sophia entering the room a look of pain ridden on both faces 'Have you cleaned her?' Melisandre asked ignoring the presence of Jon.
'What is this?' Davos boomed slamming the door 'Why is she here? Is that why you left!?' He pointed a finger at Sophia cheeks burning with fury.
'She's bringing Bella back.' Sophia gently said hand pressing lightly onto Davos wrist to calm him of his anger 'Then she's leaving.'
Davos slowly to the young girl he loved, she the only family he had left, he considered her a daughter over the years and he knew she felt the same, she spent the majority of her life with Davos, her father wasn't the best, but he could never take that title.
He ripped his arm from Sophia legs trembling as he finally saw what his Queen looked like, the smell was atrocious and her skin so was so, pale.
He ran a hand over her cheek a single tear sliding down his cheek, she lost everything, everyone, and now she lost herself, if he didn't allow this then those two children would never know who Arabella Baratheon truly was.
'An hour.' He croaked 'She has a hour, if it's not done by then she leaves. We don't have to put Bella through anymore unnecessary pain.'
He gave Jon a look of warning before pulling a wooden stag from his pocket, he made it for the babies, he placed it next to her before leaving the room.
