Secret Keeper

A Lie Worth Dying For

Luna jumped up from her sleep, sitting upright in her bed. "You know nothing, Jon Snow," The voice was etched into Luna's brain, only she had never heard it before last night's dream.

Funny, she usually remembered her dreams but she couldn't remember anything other than those three words and her father's name that followed. What didn't Jon know?

She placed a hand on her chest as she looked around to catch sight of her surroundings. Her eyes stopped once they landed on Rickon.

His eyes were low like they were hanging on for dear life. Luna was taken back by her brother sitting across the room from her, but that didn't stop her from giving him her usual sneaky smirk, "You sit there all night, big brother?" She asked him bringing her self to her feet and feeling the warm, rough sand underneath her feet.

Rickon rolled his eyes pushing himself on to his own feet, "Father would kill me if something happened to you." Rickon took precautions not to confess his love for his sisters, or father. He had always felt like it was dangerous to show such affections. You never knew who would go to the length of hurting the ones you love, to hurt you.

Rickon always liked to joke about how Luna had been Jon's favorite since birth, and even more since their mother died. Her hair, long, dark, and thick, just like their mothers. Her big, round baby blue eyes. Rickon had always noticed how their mothers held so much more happiness than Luna's ever had, even as a baby.

Rickon turned to leave the tent but was stopped by Luna, "Father must not know anything."

Just as the words left Luna's mouth, the flap to her tent flew open, revealing a more rested Jon. His eyes were open and he looked more alert. However, Luna didn't have time to stop Rickon before he spoke up, not noticing Jon's entrance. "We have to tell him, Luna."

Luna watched as Jon steed in front of Rickon looking between his two oldest children, "What are you two conspiring about?"

Rickon was about to speak up, but Luna interrupted him as her heart rate raised. She knew he was about to tell Jon everything, and she couldn't let that happen, "I'm going into the realm to check on Sansa myself since you've been drinking the past four days, I have seen some pretty interesting things going on over there," Luna lied.

She hadn't been back inside the realm through a warg but once since Tyrion's death but she needed something to push Jon to move forward. She walked up to her father her hands on her hips, "You can either come with me, or you can stay and..." She trailed off looking down to his empty hand. He hadn't made a new car, or brought one with ale to her tent, "Find your cup, I suppose."

She turned on her heel but was stopped by a hand gripping her forearm, "You already know I can't let you go there." Jon's voice was stern but still, Luna had to hang tight to her lie.

"Well, you can't stop me either," She snapped but Jon had dealt with her rebellions long enough. All the times she had threatened to leave, he was used to that by now. However, he felt a slight pain in the pit of his stomach, as if something were different this time.

"Do you want to die, Luna?" He asked, "Huh?" His voice was rising. Jon wasn't sure if it was from anger, fear, or both.

He stepped closer to his daughter, so young and naive. He shook his head as he looked into her eyes. Jon's eyes were just slightly lowered, a sign Luna had learned meant he was dealing with emotional pain. The corners of his lips were curved down which told Luna that he wasn't happy with her.

However, now it was too late. Luna had already told the awful lie and if she wanted to keep her secret then she would have to live up to that lie. She stood her ground, staring back into her father's eyes. It took every bit of strength she had not to let her bottom lip quiver the way it wanted too.