Noah [Game of Thrones] ✓

Promises

They had taken to leading their horses along the shoreline a while back and where now simply walking side by side. "Tell me again why you shot those two rabbits up there...", Oberyn says, glancing at Noah who carries the two small creatures by their ears while they leave a bloody track in the sand. "Watch.", she smiles, then whistles. Loudly. Soon after they both can see a rapidly nearing spot in the distance from the cliffside. "What is that?" "A little friend of mine..", Noah smiles. The massive wolf stops right in front of her and while the horses nervously back away she just holds up the two bunnies. "I brought you some snacks, handsome.. And I still need a name for you." Throwing one of the rabbits into the air she smiles in amusement as the large beast catches it in its sharp canines, tearing into the flesh and devouring it, doing the same with the second one after tugging it out of her grasp. "Is this a direwolf? Did the Starks give you one of their direwolfs?" Noah shrugs slightly. "It followed me down here from North of the wall." Oberyn turns to her sharply. "What were you doing there?" "Let us walk back. The horses will know the way back." After short hesitation Oberyn lets the proud stallion run off, followed by Noahs mare. "I dragged you out here to speak open and honestly to you as you deserve. In the short time you've been here I've grown to hold you dearly to me and to see you as a true friend. Which is why I will not keep my act up in front of you." She takes a deep breath before holding out her hand that he takes carefully. "It is very nice to meet you Oberyn Martell. My name is Noah Mars, I am twenty and three years of age and I am a terrible witch that on accident landed in this world that is not her own and only knows her way around so perfectly well because in my world this one is nothing but a book. I know who will live or die. I know what happens before it happens. I know everything and everyone and I can't keep you so close to me without feeling terrible about not speaking to this about you and acting as if I was but another simple woman that somehow managed to make her way to the high court." Oberyn stares at her in awe as the wind blows her hair into her lovely face. "I'm afraid I don't understand. What.." "I am not truly existent in this world yet I can influence it. The problem is that I need to keep the events happening as if I weren't here so that I can eventually return to my world where the man waits I speak so highly of. He is the one who taught me the ritual to travel here. And I am sure that with his help I can make everything right in the end but.. until then I have to stand by and watch." She takes a step closer to Oberyn. "I told Sansa that everything would be alright. I know it will be. Because on his very own wedding Joffree will die, poisoned by Lady Olenna Tyrell and Petyr Baelish. Tyrion and Sansa will be framed for the murder but when that happens she will already be aboard a ship with Littlefinger on her way to the Vale where her aunt, who is freshly married to Baelish after killing her own husband Jon Arryn for him, will take her in for a while until Baelish will make his advances. What Littlefinger truly wants is the iron throne and Sansa as his wife at his side for she is as close as he'll get to his one and only true love Katelyn Stark. In an attempt to string his webs around her he'll sell her to the Boltons to break her only to then swoop in and save her. Arya Stark whom I previously smuggled away from right under Tywin Lannisters nose, myself, Jon Snow and Brandon Stark will decide upon his fate the very first day after winning back Winterfell and I myself will execute him for all he has done to the family I love for taking me in as if I was one of them myself. That is only part of what the future will bring. But why I am speaking to you about this now is actually due to me wanting to warn you that you will die." Oberyn looks at her, his face unmoving yet his demeanor is shaking. He sits down in the sand and Noah kneels down next to him. "How?", he asks, looking into her cool, beautiful eyes, as she places her hands onto his arm. "You will accept to fight for Tyrion in a trial before the gods. Mostly for your own vengeance since your enemy is Gregor Clegane, the mountain himself. You will not win that battle." His dark eyes look deeply into hers. "Why do you tell me all of this?" "On one hand because I feel the need to entrust myself to you. I want you to know me and I want to be able to truly enjoy these last days of our friendship. On the other hand I want you to know all this to give you two promises." He gestures for her to continue. "I promise you that Clegane will pay. He will die in the final battle around the Throne, slaughtered by his brother Sandor, the hound, who hates him probably just as much as you do. And rightfully so. He will not survive this battle and if it is me who has to assure he won't. "How would you do so?", he chuckles softly. "Hand me your dagger." He does and Noah brings it down onto her own arm. The red lines she cuts fade before the blood can even leave her skin. In awe Oberyn stares at her. "How..?" "I told you I do not truly exist in this world. And while this is an exact copy of my real body it is not truly my real human body. Just an image of it. Like the reflection shown in a mirror if you will.." "...And the second promise?" "Me and Zach will return here. We will come back to this world and we will make everything right." "Care to explain a bit further?" "Necromancy.. Do you know the meaning of this word?" Oberyn shakes his head. "It means bringing the dead back to life. Usually it would only work when the body is still unharmed but I do not think that your sister is more than bones by now." Oberyn turns to her. "Do you mean.." "We are not a part of this world. It is merely a book in our world. And we get to write a new chapter with white ink on white paper. And there are quite a few names I plan to write. I have not told anyone else I have bestowed with my secret of this plan because I doubt they would believe me. Jon had only believed me when I showed him a picture of myself and Zachary and I doubt he'll ever doubt me again after everything I've told him has come true already. You however come from Dorne where people still believe that true magic exists. I can't do it alone but with Zach I promise you I will bring both you and Elia back to life.", Noah says. "Will you swear on this?" She keeps her eyes locked with his as she answers. "I swear on my love for Zachary Vicker. I swear on my own life and on those of all of the people I care for. I will not leave this world in shambles. I will not leave you to death. You truly are too good for me to allow your light to lapse." Without a second thought and without her having the chance to escape the dark haired man presses a kiss to her lips, then to her forehead before pulling her into his arms. Taking a shaky breath she embraces him just as tightly. Maybe it was fate that had brought the Winterrose to the Viper. Maybe it was fate that she struck just the same warm spot in the cold blooded snakes heart as the vipers own sister once did. And maybe it was fate that between them a mutual love had begun to blossom. One that would remain platonic yet still.. it was love. "You need to tell me everything." "I will tell you all I can speak until my soles bleed and my mouth is too dry to form another word.", Noah answers with a chuckle, jumping to her feet and holding out her hand to him. He takes it and she swiftly pulls him onto his feet and, after petting her wolfish friends fur they make their way back towards the castle.