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Chapter 59
🕑 Added 2025-10-23 14:48:55 +0000 UTCSlowly they all reclaimed their seats and patiently they waited for the video to start once more. But nothing of the sort happened. If anything, the wall seemed to darken even more than usual.
"Is that... it? Is that all we are going to see?" Renly questioned.
"If nothing starts again, perhaps it is" Stannis grunted.
Nothing started for the longest time, the people staring at one another in confusion. Renly was the first to rise.
"I suppose it was nice to sit with you all and watch this bullshit" Renly muttered.
Following his example many more stood. Teary-eyed goodbye was shared between the Lannister sons and mother as she was the only one who would return to the land of the dead as the rest have been revived thanks to the system still they said goodbye if for whatever reasons they are not revived wisdom was passed from them to the living, reminding those that had made plans to stick to them.
"Robb" Lyanna called
"Yes, Aunt Lyanna?" Robb Stark asked.
"Where is Jon?" Lyanna asked
"He must have gone to his room, he is the type to always broode alone whenever he is angry, I think that's why he is not here" Robb explained
Lyanna nodded her head then said, "Robb don't forget the Jon is your brother and a Stark of Winterfell just because he is named Snow doesn't change it"
"Of course Aunty Lyanna don't worry, no matter what happens Jon will always be my brother" Robb said with a smile on his face .
"Are you not going to tell him?" Brandon Stark the Elder whispered when Robb walked away to be with his siblings, who were speaking to their grandfather.
"Ned plans to tell him when he's older." Lyanna stated
"He isn't going to join the Night's Watch when he returns, that's what he said and he isn't the type to lie about it, and if we are really revived than won't it be better for you to tell him rather than Ned" Brandon whispered.
Lyanna nodded her head, "Yes, if we really are revived than I will tell him myself but if not than it will be unto Ned to inform him."
"He deserves to know Lya. At the very least he deserves to know who his mother is. Though the boy on the screen and the boy we talked were way different from each other but I still believes he has been waiting to find out about her mother." Brandon Stark the elder said
"He deserves to," Lyanna said softly. "But knowing that would mean he'd learn of his father. He trusts Ned and loves him as a son should love his father. I don't... I don't want to ruin that Bran. And it will ruin that relationship..."
"How do you know that?"
"Because he is my son."
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The Martells and Targaryens
"It would seem that Lyanna does not intend to tell Jon Snow who his parents truly are" Doran commented, his eyes studying mother and son as they departed. There were no sudden lashing outs or disbelieving expressions on the boy's face. It could only mean that the boy still did not know.
"Jon is safe in the North, and it might be wise to keep it as such" Rhaegar sighed. He wanted to walk to the boy right now, embrace him tightly and tell him how sorry he was for everything. But he couldn't, not without breaking the wall of secrets that Ned Stark built to protect the boy. Something Rhaegar was immensely thankful for.
"It might not matter whether the girl says it or not. Not when like us many already suspect the truth" Oberyn pointed out, sharp predatory eyes moving across the room. He could think about a few people who could see through the lies. Or at the very least think twice about it.
"If such a thing happens, Dorne will be there to help the boy in any way possible" Elia added smoothly. "My children will be alive once again... but they are still kids and Lyanna's son is different with all the things he knows I am sure from God knows where he will definitely come out the winner at the end of this session."
"So that's you want us to stand up for him?" Doran inquired. "But tell me first why did you agree to Rhaegar marrying a second time? That does not seem like something you'd do so willingly."
"I wouldn't have" Elia confessed, "if not for the prophecy that Rhaegar spoke of."
"Elia, you're smarter than that, to put stock in prophecies" Oberyn clicked his tongue.
"Mayhaps I am. But this prophecy... I'm not certain how to explain it but something feels different about this prophecy, like it's the prelude to something bigger."
"You agreed on a gut feeling?" Doran raised a brow.
"Not the first time I did that. Baelor Breakwind for example."
"Baelor Breakwind had a legitimate reason for you to... well... break things off with" Oberyn stated and the siblings shared a laugh.
"Yes well I did" Elia stated with a small smile, "but this prophecy of Rhaegar's felt too real for me to just shrug off. The dragon must have three heads and all that..."
"And now more than three heads will be there" Oberyn eyed Daenerys, who was standing beside her brother.
"Yes, though again my children will still be kids and will stay away from all the fighting the dead, I won't lose them again." Elia stated. "Anyways I could not give Rhaegar another child, for I would have died. And Rhaegar did not want to put me in danger of that. So we both compromised. I accepted that I would consent to Rhaegr marrying a second time, but the condition was that he does not break our wedding or supplant my children with the one he would have with Lyanna."
"And so you consented and he married a second time."
"In the ways of Old Valyria, so he might challenge anyone who tried to say otherwise. The Doctrine of exceptionalism was clear about a Valyrian with no doubts about their heritage being able to take another wife. Like Aegon I had."
Neither brother looked too happy about the explanation.
"How did Lady Lyanna agree?" Daenerys asked. "She did not know about the Prophecy and she was betrothed."
"Lady Lyanna is of the North, and the North have more dealings with the Great Other than the people in the South through the generations. And she is a Stark, their house led charges against the Great Other in the last war. The North remembers, even if the memory gets buried deep in their core. Once I told her why I wished to marry her, she agreed" Rhaegar explained.
"And she did not like Robert Baratheon much either, which helped" Oberyn pointed out.
"One could say that Lady Lyanna chose to marry you not out of any love or anything like that, but to get out of her marriage with Robert Baratheon" Daenerys pointed out.
None of them argued her point. Lady Lyanna was sixteen when she ran with Rhaegar, just into her majority but still a child at heart and in mind.
That did not make Rhaegar feel too good about his decision to marry Lyanna.
"Perhaps if you two had married before the public eye, Lady Lyanna would have openly denounced Robert Baratheon and a whole war could have been avoided" Daenerys added.
"What has happened has happened, and we can't change that no matter how hard we try" Elia cut in with a sigh. "We can only move forward and adapt."
She looked at her brothers.
"Look out for Jon if he needs it, and bring Daenerys to our side of the world. Away from Viserys."
"And kill Tywin Lannister for what he did."
"Oberyn!"
"Elia."
Brother and sister clashed glances, neither backing down. They both looked away at the same time and sighed.
Comments
Aeden Emrys
Thanks for the chapter. I hope to be reading much more of this greatly interesting story.
matt
kinda stupid they won’t tell him his own identity and keep lying
