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After the little incident with Lady Stark, we continued the introductions, Sansa's among them, she smiled and hugged thanking for saving her family, and wished a happy marriage, that was unexpected, as for Robb, he was between a thin line of wanting to protect his mother and knowing she fucked up.
After that really uncomfortable mont, we went to a private room to discuss a few certain things.
For one, Jon wanted to tell sothing that he said was really important, and considering he was in the wall recently I can already tell what, Ned, on the other hand, wanted to discuss our alliance, and his son betrothal, which we had accepted but under the condition, the arrangent could be broken at any given ti if Dacey deed the boy unworthy of her ti.
On my part, I wanted to discuss and start planning our strategy against the Lannister's.
"Father, King Ronard, winter is coming," Jon said with a dreadful look on his face, fear very prominent on his entire self, confirming my suspicions.
"And??" Oberyn inquired, "Sumr is coming and you don't see crying,"
I chuckled, turning to Jon letting him I wanted him to continue.
"I saw them, the white walkers from the stories, they are coming," Jon said, his expression filled with a deep fear that sohow was overruled by his strong sense of duty.
"Jon, that's a child's story," Ned Stark said with a worried expression his son was going crazy.
"No, it's not," I said before Jon could even defend himself.
"Elaborate," Oberyn inquired with a serious expression, he knew I rarely joked or ssed around.
"It's one of the main reasons I decided to get the crown because alone we stand no chance against the army of the death," I sighed, for the first part I had no idea how strong the night king was and secondly his army was probably bigger than mine as of now. Jon was surprised and relieved I believed him while Ned was mostly confused, "Dragons are real, magic is real, the white walkers are if you think about it pretty believable,"
"How do you know they are real?" Ned inquired, I could see on his face he didn't believe .
"The sa reason fire doesn't work on ," I answered, it was partly a lie, but it would get the job done, "The sa way I knew how to hatch the dragon eggs, and the sa way I knew you would die if I didn't save you,"
"How?" Oberyn inquired.
"The God of Light or R'hllor," I sighed, I didn't like giving him credit for all of that, but when in doubt how to explain sothing use the default option, faith.
"I didn't considered you to be the religious type," Oberyn said tilting his head, and he was right for the most part, I fucking hated the gods of this world.
"I'm not, fuck this God, he put a bunch of responsibilities on , and all he gave for this important mission was the ability to survive the one thing the others, don't use, fire," I spat, like for real, make ice-resistant or sothing, yes the fire thing helped to hatch the dragons but besides that, it would be a useless skill.
"A god told you?" Ned said with a tone that said, I don't believe jack of what you are saying.
"I know it's hard to believe, but I have proof," I sighed, knowing the best way to make them believe was showing them sothing so hard to dismiss they would have to accept my word as facts, "Let's try and burn shall we?"
"Well now this is interesting," Oberyn comnted with a chuckle.
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It was ti to show the world that I couldn't be burned and that fear would at least make the white walkers/God story sound less crazy, so with that in mind, I proceeded, ordering a servant to set a campfire outside, once the fire was set, I put my naked hand on the fire for five minutes.
"This is... interesting," Oberyn muttered, looking at my hand with complete shock, seeing how the fire burned the wood but left my hand intact, "Impressive, only the Targaryens were known for this uncommon feat.... and not even all of them, it was said that just so privileged bunch among them were blessed with Dragon blood and like you had this unique fireproof ability,"
"Well, I'm no Targaryen," I chuckled, my hand still on the fire.
"Impressive," Jon added looking at my hand closely.
"That much is true," Oberyn chuckled.
Turning around, I noticed sothing that I didn't expect, Ned Stark was worried terrified, his eyes fixated on my hand, but I could see it wasn't the fact I couldn't be burned that worried him, but sothing else that bothered him.
And then it hit , what was happening through his head was Jon.
He must have tried this with Jon at so point in his life when he was a baby or sothing, either that or Jon touched fire by mistake and this situation is putting him on an edge.
"But there is a Targaryen among us," I smiled, giving Oberyn a look.
Oberyn's eyes widened in surprise as he imdiately put all the dots together, the fact that we had co to save Jon, and that I promised him he wouldn't die.
"I never expected that of the honorable Wolf, to betray his friend that hard. Oh, this is priceless," Oberyn laughed, his eyes glued on Jon.
Ned Stark was at this point sweating which was by itself very hard considering the temperature around us, "I don't know what."
"Ned, it's okay, I won't hurt him," I sighed, if there was soone I wanted to be a Lord was Jon, he had no ambition, and was loyal as fuck.
"Who, what is going on?" Jon asked, looking at his father.
"You," I pointed at Jon.
", no I'm a bastard," Jon said with the utmost confidence of what he was saying.
"Nope, your father is actually your uncle," This comnt made Ned tense up, "Your mother was Lyanna Stark and your father was,"
"Rhaegar Targaryen," Oberyn finished for , "It all makes sense now, Ned Stark breaking his oaths? That was hard to believe, but him lying was even harder to believe, we always assud Jon's mother was Ashara Dayne, but even that was far fetched,"
"Father, tell is a lie...or a joke of bad taste.please?" Jon said confusion, doubts, and uncertainty on his eyes, he was starting to believe our words had so rit.
"You won't hurt him?" Ned inquired ignoring Jon.
"Never, I an. if he tries to hurt then yes but otherwise, we are good," and that was the truth, I would never hurt Jon just because he had Targaryen blood, because of how he was raised, I knew I could trust him.
"Father." Jon was on the verge of lting down, his emotions fluctuating like a Christmas light.
"It's true Jon," Ned said with a faint smile, "Know that this doesn't change anything, I love you, and you will always be my son, know that I didn't want to lie to you, but it was the only way to save you, to keep you out of Robert's sight,"
"All this ti my mother was right underneath us. and I." Jon said with tears rolling down his face, "All this ti I thought I was a mistake. an error sothing that shouldn't have existed."
"Jon I," Ned Stark said approaching to try and hug the crying man.
"You let everyone hurt !" Jon shouted anger finally taking over, "Lady Stark, Theon, everyone in the household, you let them treat like trash! And the worst part was that I felt like I deserve it why? You could've told Lady Stark at least,"
"To be fair with him, Lady Stark is not the smartest gal around, so it was wise of him to not tell her, then again I don't really know if she knows how to keep a secret," While it was true Ned managed his situation quite badly, he didn't do everything badly, my experiences with Lady Stark say she would've killed Jon by telling her sister or sothing.
"Shut up!" Jon cried out.
"Hey, I know right now you are going through an emotional mont and all, but try that again, and I will introduce you to the ground, and believe , your relationship with it, will be intimate," I warned Jon.
"I will steal that phrase," Oberyn said as he wrote what I said on a piece of paper.
"Let's give them a mont," I sighed, deciding to let the two wolves talk their shit out, "I have a feeling that if I stay I will end up beating the crap out of an emotional teen and I know I will feel bad about later,"
"Fair enough," Oberyn chuckled, following close behind.
*Caw! We will stay! Caw!*
*Caw! This is too good to miss!*
*I bet motherfucker A will punch motherfucker B! Caw*
.....Was that a Raven with a black coat and an eye patch
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