𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕯𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖔𝖓 [𝗥𝗼𝗯𝗯.𝗦]

1

WINTER IS COMING

                   

ALYSANNE stared at the boy, he was young, and certainly not old enough to die. Such were her thoughts as his execution came upon him all the more quicker. His fear of what was to come was so easily expressed. Alysanne didn't desire to look upon him for any longer. The pale blonde turned to her brother with a slight frown upon her pink pursed lips.

"White Walkers. I saw the White Walkers. White Walkers. The White Walkers, I saw them."

Alys looked to her brother in concern, for how could she not? The young man was speaking of things that ought not to be said. At all.

"I know I broke my oath. And I know I'm a deserter. I should have gone back to the Wall and warned them. But I saw what I saw. I saw the White Walkers. People need to know. If you can get word to my family, tell them I'm no coward. Tell them I'm sorry."

This was all which was said, and Alys truly couldn't bear to watch this. But as a child she'd desired to be brave like her brother, for why should Robb get to watch an execution when she couldn't. Her father had protested of course, but in the end she wore him down. But Lady Catelyn couldn't care less. And Alys only continued to attend out of fear for her own pride being bruised. Her father couldn't know anything of the sickness in which she felt. For then, she would be weak within his eyes.

And Alysanne couldn't tolerate that in the slightest.

Her father nodded, and there was no satisfaction on his face, just as Alys knew there would be. Her father wasn't cruel by any means. He was just and kind. As any man ought to be.

"Forgive me, lord."

Alys wiped away the tears as frantically as she could.

Her father mustn't see.

"In the name of Robert of the House Baratheon, first of his name..."

Alys swallowed, jumping in surprise as Robb took her hand into his own. Squeezing, she couldn't help but find comfort in that.

She smiled softly at Bran. For Robb certainly wouldn't do so.

"Don't look away," she said. Although Alys was greatly tempted to do the same.

"King of the Andals and the First Men..."

Alysanne frowned.

"Father will know if you do."

And he would too, she often wondered if Lord Stark had eyes at the back of his head. At a younger age, the little Snow was quite convinced of it.