Game Of Fire
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Last published Thu, Aug 17, 2017
"Come with me Celeana, join me on the wall. Please." Jon grabbed my hand and stared into my eyes as I looked into his, I sighed and placed a hand on his cheek. "I can't Jon, my place is at King's landing with Lord Stark." I saw hurt in his eyes and I pulled away. "Goodbye Jon Snow... wait for me."
Lady Celeana was given away at birth, saying she is unworthy of her family's names. She was founded by Lady Stark floating down a river with nothing but a crystal around her neck, and brought into the Stark house. She grew up not like Arya or Sansa, she was able to fight and act not like a lady, she became friends with many lords and ladies that visited the north.
As the years past creatures over the wall are told to be awaking soon, and winter is coming she and the Starks are visited by the King and she and Ned are asked a question, a question she might regret... or will give her victory.
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