BLACK AND BLOOD

BLACK AND BLOOD

Y/N L/N is the daughter of the Great Khal Drogo although she was raised by the king of the unknown lands. After finding out he died she travels and finds the one who caused his death. Along this adventure she meets the mother of dragons. Jon Snow. Night walkers. We will see if she really has the Dothraki blood flowing through her veins.

Chapter 16:

“Have you seen him?” I shake my head. Gris was seated on the patio of the balcony. Millions of things are floating in my head unable to take their place. Gris doesn’t want the crown. Father is unable to hold the crown. The people wouldn’t want him or trust him in that position again. The guards are mostly on our side but they still need a ruler. I can’t force Gris to stay here. I need to figure out the correct person to take charge. I need to figure out what to do with my father. I need to go back and get Stella, Gemma and the baby. Where is Stella going to stay? I flinch feeling an arm around my shoulders. “Everything will fall into place, don’t stress your head too much” He pulls away with a smile. “It's already big enough, we don’t want it to explode” I push him off further away.

“Okay. Lets see if you are right” I walked out not even knowing where my legs were taking me. But I can tell you with each step I took breathing was harder. The stone hallways were cold and dark no matter the torches. I came to an end and turned left. A hold in my steps. “What piece of the puzzle are you supposed to fill?” No matter if I was about to break down to my knees, seeing those eyes did give me some hope. “Isn’t it too hot for you here?” I reach to him and kneel down to wrap him up in my arms.

“Woah!”

“Ghost!” Gris stops with his hands in the air as Ghost takes a protective stand. “He's okay” I slid my hand against his fur. He scoffs at my brother before turning to back up.

“What is it doing all the way here?” I am asking myself the same question. There is no way Jon is here.

“I don’t know how but I know what I need to do” I continue my walk to the main floor. “Iter” The Dothraki turns around to face me. The rest of the dothraki that stayed were on his orders. “We need to talk” I led him to the map room. “I know our actions weren’t pleasant-” he stood up holding out his hand to stop talking. I don’t take it as a disrespectful gesture as most dothraki don’t eithier.

“I will respect the treaty that has held us together for years. You freed us, as long as we don’t attack eachother there is no need for a war to continue” I smile.

“Very well. You are free to go”

“May life continue Princess” The guard opened the door and closed it behind him.

“I see you got comfortable” I laugh seeing Ghost with silk covering his fur. The warm weather would have killed him if he stayed any longer with protection. “Let's go take care of the rest before anyone gets more ideas” He lazly ets up following me out.

“Your grace” a guard comes up. “People have packed up outside the gates” His eyes were filled with worry.

“Let them in” He seemed unsure but he continued his orders. I walk up to the balcony and see the gates open. Loud with chatter they come up filling the main floor. “I know you all have questions!” I scream but they continue on speaking. “SILENCE!” The hold on the rail became stronger. “I know you all have questions and I will not be able to answer every single one!” I could hear groans. “The King will not take the throne. The Dothraki are to always be welcome. I can’t not bring the injustice to nothing but I will do everything and continue to try to make it right to everyone in the city. I know it's not much but with my actions I hope to become the leader you need and want.” The crowd was silent. Many looking at eachother for answers and others not moving their eyes away from my stand.

“MAY LIFE CONTINUE!” Once one started the rest followed. “MAY LIFE CONTINUE!” They Chatted “MAY LIFE CONTINUE OUR QUEEN!” I felt a sting in my heart but a smile on my face. “OUR QUEEN!” This is the right thing to do. I step away from their eyes.

“Get a ship ready for a month long trip” The guard nods.

“Yes your grace” He bows and leaves.

“Sister!” I stopped abruptly infront of the door as it was pulled open. “I heard congratulations are in order” I shake my head and continue to walk.

“No. Since you are up and walking just fine I need you to sail” I look over to the guards following. “Tell all the council a meeting will be held immediately in the round room”

“Yes your grace”

“Going to dismiss all of them” I roll my eyes at his comment. It is true and not well hidden that I hate the council but politically speaking they have kept Omnis running smoothly until father gave them the impression of power is everything.

“If it comes to it, I will” I move into the stables and see horses being prepared. “Father has truly strong ideas but not the right ones. If they still stand with him I will have no choice but to see them out”

“Can’t they wait until I see what things you do to them?” He takes hold of the reins.

“I need you to bring them home. If they lost the fight, Winterfell is not safe for them.”

“I know you have responsibilities now but don’t you think you need to be there too?” I shake my head.

“This is what I need to do now. It breaks me to not go or not being there to see the result but I know my place now and its here. I feel like if I don’t finish this first I will never know what is next”

“I think you have always known what is next. You know deep down what you want but you have so many things holding you back, you just don’t want to disappoint anyone” He climbed onto his horse.

“I am a very patient person brother”

“Life doesn’t wait for anyone sister” I laugh nodding my head but not in agreement.

“I am not asking life to wait” I bid him goodbyes and safe travels and see him off. Riders behind him I walk back into the castle.

“They are all ready, your grace” The guard opens the door and I see the 3 counselors

standing up as I walk around the table.

“Please sit. Counselor Ols, Counselor Green, and Counselor Crone thank you all for coming in a sharp matter of time”

“Well when a princess calls you must come at command” I gave Ols a gentle laugh although his comment was unnecessary. Yes I have not been crowned and I don’t demand a change of name but I know the only reason he does not refer to me as queen is because he never liked the idea of me. Women to him are just property. He has been longer on my fathers side. He is a character but his advice is one of the most that has pushed us forward.

“You must have important things at hand, let's not prolong this meeting” Although his words cut Ols off and his death stare towards me was trying to be hidden by a weak smile I know he was the one who least hated me and what I did. He was a reasonable man. A man who rolled with the flow.

“Yes. I am quite curious as to why this meeting is being held is such quick notice” Crone was the least miserable of the three. He reminded me so much of my father. Hiding his sadness behind all that fake happiness. Yet I know although the outside world wasn’t aware his life was full of disappointments, we knew the truth.

“Yes of course. Questions will be answered at their given time. Let's make this quick. You all know what my father's plans were. I tried to be reasonable to a man who was in pain but he took no look at my reasons. I am not condoning or agreeing but I understand why he did what he did.” I sit down on what used to be my fathers chair. “Point being, my father will not continue on the throne. I have addressed the people of Omnis and upon their approval I will rule. Dothraki and the set agreement is still in place.”

“They will-” I cut counselor Crone off

“There is no but in that statement. I thank your years of counseling but this will be the way of things until I ask for your opinion. I dare no disrespect but if you choose to leave that is up to you.” Crone sits down. “Questions?” They look between eachother before setting on Green.

“What will happen to your father?”

“He is to stay under watchfull eyes until told otherwise. If you choose an audience that will kindly be provided.”

“Your plan is to stay on the throne but what about the people who vote on pureblood?” he stood his ground. But I knew his tension wasn’t about hatred towards me but truly towards what could happen in the following weeks.

“I will make it clear that I am not here to stay. Never was my aim. At this time Grisill is traveling to return Stella to Omnis. She will shadow me as I did father. She is the true heir to the throne and once she is ready I will step back.”

“What happens if she isn’t voted?” Ols adds.

“We will do what has been done before father. Place the crown on the one who has. Counselor Green.” I turned back to him. “Make arrangements to have me presented on each end. I must visit each land to make sure my words get across with understanding”

“A coronation has always been enough”

“There will be no coronation. The title doesn’t belong to me, I am merely stepping in the short term.”

“Very well” Green stands and so does the other two. “I will stop by once everything is organized.Can I add something to this?” I look up at him and nod. “I spoke to your mother about this once. She always hoped you would sit on the throne and be crowned infront of Omnis. You came up, very young and stood your ground. Said you only wanted to be happy” I don’t remember. “The only way you could be happy is with them. She asked if you cared about her happiness and proceeded to say that she would be the happiest if one day you were crowned queen.” Green turned his whole body over to me and walked closer. “Something died in you that day. At the age of 6 and with a smile on your face you turned around and walked away. Following your father since that day I always knew that little girl would never come back. You were a mold.” My eyes started to sting but I knew I could never show it. He stood up straight and with a sigh he said, “I guess I was wrong. That little girl kept fighting, maybe that's what your father saw in you, even when you plead that you will never be ready. He taught you the best of him and you inherited what he loved in your mother.” I stood up as the guard opened up the doors and they walked out, but there was no time to stop and think my legs ran out as soon as I heard a howl. I look around following the noise. Grabbed the closet horse and rode towards the wood. I could distigusih Ghost fur through the browns, greens and all the summer colors around us.

“Ghost” In the middle of everything he stops. I mount off and run towards him.

“Princess”

BLACK AND BLOOD

Y/N L/N is the daughter of the Great Khal Drogo although she was raised by the king of the unknown lands. After finding out he died she travels and finds the one who caused his death. Along this adventure she meets the mother of dragons. Jon Snow. Night walkers. We will see if she really has the Dothraki blood flowing through her veins.

Chapter 13:

I rush over to the Maesters' den, opening the door to see Gemma peacefully sleeping. I let out a sigh of relief. I turn to where my brother was and see him carrying his son. “I will be back with some food and to check up on her again in an hour”

“Thank you Maester Wolkan” I wait to hear the door close before walking closer to the two. “I understand if you want to enjoy this mome-”

“I am, but we need to speak about father” He stood up placing his son next to Gemma. “Father has gone rogue. He plans to execute every Dothraki in the city, no matter if they are involved or not with the Dothraki on the other side of the wall.”

“We can’t allow that to happen, we also can’t take him out the throne, our people

wouldn’t understand”

“We have no other choice unless we allow him to move forward and let the people see he has gone mad and then intervene”

“I won’t let innocent people die just to prove a point, not even if it's the easiest route” I care about my people and I am sure they will fight to keep their king but I am not going to let Dothraki die to show them their kings true colors right now. A knock on the door interrupts us.

“We are all meeting in the war room” I turn my direction away from Sansa to my brother.

“I will think about it and let you know” Sansa walks alongside me.

“Is there something wrong in Omnis?” her thoughtful tone almost made me angry. How could he possibly do this? This was his idea. Be a city where everyone is welcome. No stupid rules such as killing for no reason. No heachry as long as the ruler is appointed by the people. No such things as labels. No women was allowed to be known as whores and they would be looked down upon if they had kids with no husband. No child was known as basterd and no men was above anyone unless they earn it.

“I would be lying if I said no. My father is causing a disturbance back home, threatening to kill innocent people” I took her silence as an apology for his actions, like when you feel sorry for someone. “I have to find a way to not let that happen” Sounds so simple yet my head is hurting, aching to find the solution. We walk into the room and I see Missandei,Daenerys,Varys,Greyworm,Tyrion,Jon,Arya,Sansa,Qhono,Sam,Bran,Davos and Brienne all standing around the map table of Westeros. As we all settle Greyworm moves to pick a handful of Winterfell markers.

“Half are gone” I move myself to stand beside him.

“Northmen as well” Jon adds.

“And the Golden Company has arrived in King's Landing, courtesy of the Greyjoy fleet. The balance has grown distressingly even.” We moved a couple more markers away as Varys moved some towards Kings Landing.

“The objective here is to remove Cersei without destroying King's Landing.” Tyrion adds

“Thankfully, she's losing allies by the day. Yara Greyjoy has retaken the Iron Islands in her queen's name. The new Prince of Dorne pledges his support.” Varys responds. All my thoughts fade. I just wanted to close my eyes and fade with them. I could go back to Omnis and take father away from his crown and place Grisill in his place. That will leave me to figure a way around the guards and if they find out about my moves they will just get father back in the throne on his orders. I can’t take the Unsullied or Dothraki to help but maybe I can find people in town to help me. Very few people but we might be able to do it.

“Princess?” I look over to Tyrion who looks worried. “I was saying, if we all are in agreement Jon and Ser Davos will ride down the Kingsroad with the Northern troops and the bulk of the remaining Dothraki and Unsullied.”

“Of course,” I nod. Focusing back on the conversation.

“A smaller group of us will ride to White Harbor, and sail from there to Dragonstone with our queen and her dragons accompanying us from above. Ser Jaime has chosen to remain here, as a guest of the Lady of Winterfell.”

“We have won the Great War. Now we will win the Last War. In all Seven Kingdoms, men will live without fear and cruelty under their rightful queen.” Daenerys has the last word before dismissing everyone as she follows last. I need to speak to her about my plans.

“Y/N, wait” I turn around seeing the Stark siblings looking at me. “I told Arya and Jon about your father”

“I already knew” I ignored Bran’s words and looked back at Sansa. I walk forward trying to figure out a way to tell them.

“I need to go back to Omnius. My father is broken and has threatened to take it out on the people who he thinks caused that.”

“Are you planning to just go alone? Take your father's place?” I shake my head towards Arya.

“I will be leaving the Dothraki and Unsullied under Daenerys' command. I will go back with my brother and place him in the throne if I don’t come to an agreement with my father”

“You are not alone anymore. We can help” Jon walks towards me, taking my hands in his. I can feel the other Strak kids stare but Jons eyes are so intriguing.

“I would have left the second Grisill told me the news but I learned from my mistakes.” I turn to the rest still holding on to Jons hands. “I am not taking anyone else because I don’t want my people and especially my father to feel cornered.”

“We understand, we just wanted to make sure you were aware we were here for anything you may need” I smiled at Sansa’s words.

“Especially since you made our brother here so happy” I looked over to Jon who was probably the same shade of red as I was right now.

“Don’t you have to go practice or something?”

“I am better at the sword and any other tactics then you” A laugh escaped my lip hearing the siblings argue before Sansa walked Arya out and Bran followed soon enough. Our laughs quiet down. His arms embraced me closer and my eyes shut as I felt calm with it only being the two of us.

“Can I ask you for a favor?” Jons pulls back with a shocked expression in his face.

“The princess is asking for a favor? Must be important” he laughs as I only roll my eyes, setting my head to lead against his chest.

“Can Stella, Emma, and my nephew stay here?” He hummed a yes. “Also. can you promise me no matter what, we will see eachother again?”

“I promise” His hands move up to take hold of my face and he gives me a quick kiss. “Can I tell you something?”

“No” I say planly, but I couldn’t hold in the laugh when I saw his face of disappointment. “Am messing with you” I give him a quick kiss. “I will never stop wanting to hear your voice”

“After this war is over it's just going to be you and I”

“Yeahhh” I say with a smile.

“And then we can go anywhere we want” I lifted my brow unsure of where he was getting at. “For as long as you will take me, I will follow wherever you want to go” I know those words can make any person swoon over the person they love and they did, but I soon felt sadness over them.

“I will be more than happy” I remove his hands from my face and cradle them with mine. “As long as I know you are happy” He looked at me confused. “This is a two person relation, I want you to be happy too, whenever or wherever we go”

“I don’t know where I want to go, I just know it includes you” I laugh

“Well we are in the same boat then buddy, because I don’t know where life is pulling me” I focus on his eyes. “But I am with you, all I want is for it to be always you and I”

“You and I” He whispers. I thought this was a kissing moment but he pulled back. I watch as his fidgets with his hands before taking my hand and walking out the door.

“Jon!” His eyes were focused on his destination. We run through unknown halls, atleast for me until I can finally catch my breath. We stop infront of a red leave tree. The surrounding area was white due to the snow. A small lake was standing a few feet away from the big tree in the middle of it all. “Jon” I caustionlly walk closer to him and he turns to face me. He takes my hands and knels in one knee.

“I was going to do it in that room right there and then but I knew you needed something more special” I look around and somehow with the snow falling from the sky, this has become my favorite place. “I want everything. No matter the place or the time. If it's hot or cold. If we hate eachother or not. As long as it's you and I.” oh. I look down and my insides are panicking.

“Will you marry me?” I don’t know what the world has for us. If the gods he prays too listen to him and make this happen. Or the god I pray to at times has given me this to take care of. Maybe it's a big joke from both of them and maybe they are just waiting to catch us off guard to take it all away. It's too good to be true. Oh how fast this man has come into my life and changed it forever. No matter the reason or result he was right, it's just him and I and that is what I want.

“Yes”

Helpless

Description: She worked as a lawyer in New York until she received a phone call from the man she owes her career to. She knew she would be back and what she was in for but what she didn’t know is that her life would change even more than she imagined.

Chapter 11

Chapter 10:

I was pacing back and forth. Kayce hadn’t returned from the office yet and it was almost 7. “Can you sit down? I can give you some pills to calm down” a death stare was sent Beth's way as I fell back in my bed. “Tell me how it happened again?”

“I don’t know. I didn’t like him. I just thought he was a littel cute.”

“Not at all your type I must say”

“Dirty boots. Dirty jacket. Dirty hands” God those hands.

“Dirty mouth” That too. I smile but hide it from her. “No manners, style, or communication level you are used too”

“I don’t know Beth. I can’t explain it. Every arrow is pointing towards the exit. The only reason I noticed my interest was after sleeping together. He makes me angry and annoyed most of the time we are together!” I scream. “But when he smiled at me this morning and just held me I remember the way I felt with him even if I couldn’t stand him at the time. I felt calm. I felt seen. I felt protected”

“You need to explore it, what could go wrong?” Maybe she was right. Maybe it was something worth giving it a try. “Wait, you already slept together?”

“Twice” I smile. Before she could say anything there was a knock on the door. “Don’t you dare move” She gets up running towards the door. “Give us a minute” She says to whoever is on the other side of the door and runs back to the bed. “Go on”

“No” I shake my head and laugh.

“What? I tell you about my sex life”

“That's because you have no filter, you would tell it to a priest if you had the chance” I got curious on who was at the door so I get up to open it “Plus he is not my brother”

“Who's not your brother?” Fuck you Beth.

“Rip” I say trying to hold onto my nerves.

“She’s acting like a saint not wanting to tell my how good or how bad of a fuck you are” Beth came around pushing around us and down the hall.

“Sorry” I whisper. He was standing there with a smile holding flowers. Flowers! My inner teen was screaming and jumping. Black jacket that seems nicer and newer than the ones he regularly wears. Of course blue jeans and he couldn’t be complete with his cowboy boots and his hat.

“I got you flowers” I long forgot about Beth now.

“Thank you” I smile while taking hold of the flowers.

“I got stuck with John-”

“It's okay” I cut him off. I placed the flowers in a vase I had in my room. “We still have time” I don’t usually carry a purse so I grabbed my jacket and phone and walked out the door. Something about walking out the door with Kayce made me feel nervous. I hadn’t thought about what John might say. I know it had nothing to do with him but anything could happen, what if he wasn’t okay with it? It didn’t matter right? He holds the front door open and rushes to open the passenger side of the truck for me. “Thank you” I felt a rush waiting for him to get on the other side. I smiled, noticing the truck was still on and warm.

“Let's go,” He whispered, switching gears. It was a couple of seconds before he spoke again but to be honest it didn’t feel uncomfortable. Switching my view of outside to him looking straight at the road. “Did you have a lot of overdue work?” I chuckle, shaking my head.

“Nothing I can’t handle. I still have to meet with my secretary to see what things I have to catch up on” I leaned my arm on the arm rest fidgeting with my hands.

“What did you do for christmas?” Just the sound of the holidays made me stiff. I havent celebrated christmas or the new years in about 5 years. There wasn’t really a reason to do so. I didn’t have my family to do so. I didn’t want to intrude with the Duttons or friends, so I stayed home.

“Nothing” I could feel his stare but soon it went back to the road. “It didn’t feel special for so long that I just treated it like easter. Never celebrated that ever'' I took a deep breath in. Maybe I shouldn’t have said anything, he probably feels sorry for me. His arm meets mine, settling against me as his hand sneaks into both of mine. My shoulders relax and my head leans against his shoulder. “So where are we going?” We have been on the road for atleast 10 minutes and that almost took us past everything in town.

“Beth told me about a place just outside of town” I nod just taking in his presence right now. Honestly if we went home right now I would take this as a good night.

“Beth?” He looked over with a confused face.

“Yeah?” I chuckle a little and shake my head. “What? Is there something wrong?” With Beth? Yeah, but she won’t see a therapist.

“We will find out” We spoke for the rest of the car ride to whatever place Beth had told him about. “It doesn’t look bad” I look around feeling nostalgic. On our trip back home we stumbled into a bar one night and reunited with an old friend.

“Look who took my advice” The same old friend welcomed me into a hug. “That night you left in a hurry I thought I ran you off” I smile trying to not let the uneasyment show.

“I was in town for work and something came up, I apologise” I pulled away fully standing beside Kayce. “But it's nice to see you again” I look over to Kayce. “This is Gideon,” I turned to him. “An old friend” Gideon extends his hand for Kayce to shake.

“Kayce Dutton” I would be lying if I said I didn’t have a grin on my face. Kayce introduced himself with a smile. When I took hold of his hand I could feel tension.

“Nice to meet you Kayce” Gideon returns the smile. “Let's get you a table” We walked past the sitting area towards the outdoor doors. “You get our special table” The double doors opened and it was beautiful. It was a balcony area with a single table for four. It was cold being January but we were surrounded by fire heaters. The top was opened with fairy lights hanging from ontop and flowers decorating the post they were on. The overlook was all country, maybe it was an orchard? It was dark, I couldn’t see anything past the railings. “I will be back to take your orders personally” We say our thank yous and sit down.

“This is beautiful” I look around some more and each time I find something that makes it more beautiful. Like the hacienda accent it had along the place. The way it pulled up to a second story somehow so there were stairs on both ends of the balcony.

“Yeah very pretty” I almost burst out laughing seeing his serious face as he looked around only to scruff and focus on the menu. “I’ve been to fancy places but you can’t even understand what these words mean” I let a chuckle escape then.

“Kayce we can leave if you want” I reach over the table to take hold of his hand. He finally looks up and shakes his head.

“No. You like it, we should stay.”I pull my seat out and walk to the one beside him.

“Kayce I don’t care how pretty it is, if you don’t want to be here we can leave” He shakes his head taking my hand in his.

“No it okay”

“Okay” I say with a smile, grabbing the menu.

“Plus we don’t want your friend to feel bad” There goes another eye roll. I slam the menu on the table and turn my body towards him.

“You want to know who he is?” Kayce looked a little taken back due to the volume of my voice. “I’ve known him since middle school. He dated one of my friends” Well multiple of them but that's a whole different story, and a pretty long one too. “And that's how we met and kept in contact even after they broke up until a year before moving here” I stopped and sat up hearing the doors open.

“I know you don’t like drinking but having you here is something we need to celebrate” He had glasses and a bottle of wine. He opens the bottle and starts pouring. “I spoke about this dream for so long with you that having you finally see it well, everything feels complete”

“It's amazing what you have built here. I am so proud you made it happen” I raise my cup and cheer with him.

“You remember what I promised that night?” I nod. He points afar over the balcony. A couple of field lights turn on illuminating the land but not enough to blind everything else. “Whenever you want, it's yours” I stood up taking the moment in. I have only dreamed of this. Back home with my grandmother the smell of oranges and apples never left my memories. I have always dreamt of having an orchard full of them. I walked over the edge blocking the two behind me. Maybe there are some rewards in life still left for me.

“Are you okay?” I look up nodding to Kayce. “Gideon said he would bring out something we both would like” I nod again and look far off to the trees.

“I always had problems with relationships” I looked over to him again. “Any kind of relationship. Family, friends, lovers” I took in a deep breath thinking back to the year before leaving. “I always gave too much of myself to people and even though it might not seem much to them it killed me each time they took it for granted. I thought separating myself from everyone would show me who really cares, now I understand it works both ways. I was a horrible friend to him, not contacting him and even after years he wants to give me all of this?” I didn’t relized I was crying until Kayce came forward to wipe a tear. “I should have taken care of those who showed me love instead of protecting myself from them because I thought they would treat me just like the others”

“Y/N, nobody is perfect. You did it for yourself and that's what you needed and they people who truly love you understand”

“But that's selfish”

“Maybe” He smiles, grabbing my face in both of his hands. “Like you said, any relationship needs work from both people. And they will love you no matter the flaw, nobody needs to settle for being something they are not” He continues to wipe the remaining tears as I look at him with a smile

“Who knew you were such a talker?” He shakes his head as his hands slide down my neck, my arm, until they are wrapped around me pulling me close.

“You bring it out of me” I roll my eyes. Never was a person for mushy lovey words but I can live with his words.

“Whatever” I smile. “You think it will fit in the truck?” Getting lost in his eyes and just feeling his warmth, I didn’t want to leave.

“What?”

“My orchard” I smile, chuckling a bit.

“I can find a spot in the ranch to plant a new one”

“We are on a first date and you already want to build me an orchard?”

“Your friend Gideon who you has no emotional relationship with just gave you one”

“I’ve known Gideon for over 10 years, there’s some emotional feeling there”

“Of course” He rolls his eyes looking away. I grab a hold of his face and pull him closer.

“But I will let him know that it can stay here.” I place a kiss on his cheek. “Because my cowboy will become a farmer just so I can have my orchard” I place another on his jaw. “I will just have to wait a little longer for it but I am okay with that” His arms tighten as I finally reach his lips. A groan leaves his lips as I bite his bottom lip. It was supposed to be quick and a romantic kiss but with Kayce it never seems to be.

BLACK AND BLOOD

Y/N L/N is the daughter of the Great Khal Drogo although she was raised by the king of the unknown lands. After finding out he died she travels and finds the one who caused his death. Along this adventure she meets the mother of dragons. Jon Snow. Night walkers. We will see if she really has the Dothraki blood flowing through her veins.

Chapter 11:

“I have to go” Pulling back from Jon I start missing the warmth he radiates. “The sun is close” I look over to the horizon and know soon enough that although it's dark, I can imagine how it looked in the morning, praying to see that again. I look back to Jon and try to take as much of him in. “You hold on tight to that dragon”

“Yes Princess” The only thing holding onto him were my hands. When I removed them I walked towards him pulling him closer as my hands touched his cheeks. Atleast one last kiss. It was a simple one. A simple goodbye. A simple see you soon. A simple stay safe. A simple, don’t do anything stupid because I will be fighting to stay here with you. A simple, I love you. I pulled away, turned around and kept on walking. Love was always the thing that held me together. To be honest I never cared about dying. Never cared about leaving anyone behind. Yes I have people I loved who I would be crushed to see suffer because I am no longer here but at the end of the day they would be fine. Yet I get this overwhelming feeling now, that no matter what happens, I have to stay alive. I can’t not be afraid of death. I need to see what the future holds for me, I have to know. Once I reach the gates I mount my horse and wait for the Dothraki to take their stance behind me.

“Move forward” I yell in Dothraki. The horde rides out in between the unsullied to form themselves up infront of them.

“Lady Y/N” I look down and see a young girl there.

“Am no Lady” I say, mounting off my horse.

“My apologies, Princess” I laugh, shaking my head.

“Just Y/N. What can I do for you Lady Mormont?” She is a strong girl. I shake my head from going deep into a hole thinking about how she got to be a lady in this war.

“My cousin is out there” Jorah. “I-” She shakes her head. Her hands fall to the side as she tries to get her words out.

“I will stand with him, fight alongside him, '' Lady Mormont nods. I give her a smile before mounting on my horse and riding out to find Greyworm. My horse stops as it stands beside Arya. “If anything goes wrong, you are to go behind the gate” I look at both Arya and Greyworm. He nods knowing it was an order towards him to keep Arya safe. “Lead them Arya. Lead them well. They have their orders. Those catapults and trenches are yours to use” She nods. With a final glance I continue on riding. I see a figure coming closer on a horse. The rider's cloak falls back from their face and it's the redhead woman, Mellisandra. I keep on riding until I reach Jorah.

“You brought company” I looked confused as he pointed something behind me. I look back and see Ghost marching up to stand in the middle of us.

“Only because I threatened to make a fur coat of him” His low growl was heard and I only smiled. “Are you ready?” I look down again and see him focus on the darkness.

“I guess that everyone” Jorah jokes. He pulls out his sword as I do mine. My attention moves to the swishing sounds and growls above us. Daenerys and Jon are surveying the area. Their shadows can be seen thanks to the moon shining through the clouds above. I look down and give the signal. The soldiers start yelling and the Dothraki start wailing. I spur my horse forwad knowing the Dothraki was right behind me. The flaming swords allow us to see a bit of the onslaught as the Dothraki pull far away from the rest of the forces. Above us the stone from the catapults are seen behind the throne. The fire helps us with view as we come upon the dead.

The flaming stones crash to the ground in front of us. The snarls of the undead army precede them. We see the ferocious undead emerging from the darkness, massive in size and in numbers. The fire starts to quit and no matter how many we stick our swords in, the double amount shows up. Our forces are getting thinner and thinner by the minute. I look around to see Jorah struggling.

“Everyone! Back!” I yell in Dothraki. I rush to Jorah off my horse. Pushing the undead back and stabbing it. “We are getting mudered!” I yell. Jorah gets on his horse and rides off. I start running back and alongside me I see Ghost. The sound around me was made of horse whinnies in the darkness followed by the footsteps of retreating Dothraki on foot. We catch up to the unsullied and watch the Dothraki come in. Greyworm’s face twists in anger. I go to say something but Arya beats me to it. Greyworm nods to her command as he places on his helmet.The wind blows stronger. A soft pattern becomes a rumble of running feet as the undead army starts to boil forth the darkness, running at full tilt. Once visible, they come in like a tidal wave.

“Take your stance!” Greyworm shouts. The Unsullied take their braced battle stance, spears pointed forward. I stand back and watch the army of wights crash over them, shrieking and snarling. They stab and slice the Unsullied as they barrel through. I ran up to renforce. I watch as soldiers run from their stance towards the wall. The undead crash into their cadre at full speed and the battle begins. One after the other comes rushing towards us. A blow to the head, another to their spin and the rest wherever my sword catches them.

“Arya gets back into the gate!”Just then, the dragons above shoot forth a wall of flame as they dive past, disintegrating the undead. The dragons continue to do this until a white smoke of winter covers them. Fuck!. I rush towards Arya and pull her back, phishing her towards the gates. “Get back in the castle!” With a straight glance she nods. I am not pushing her away from the war. A war can’t be fought if the leader is dead. After a couple of minutes the archers above the wall start helping. I keep on fighting until the wind is knocked out of me. My sword is the only thing keeping me alive as one undead stays above me. With all my strength I pushed him back but not quick enough to see another coming towards me. I turn over and see Ghost taking care of him as I jab my sword into another. “I might be rethinking the fur coat”

“Fall back! Fall back! Tormund screams. The northman follows the command to retreat.

“Protect the retreat!” I yell in Valaryian. The northman makes it to the gate and the doors open. The undead continue to fight with an unhinged rage.

“Stand your ground!” Greyworm’s voice can be heard. Other than the grunts of the unsullied in the front line you can hear the northman behind us taking their stance. Spears pointed forward as we stood as the undead continued to swarm into us with great force.

“Retreat!” I hear a voice overboard in Valaryian. I can make it out to be Arya. Another soldier from afar yells to retreat. The Unsullied begin to fall back. “Light the trenches!” We watch as the last line of the Unsullied is being crossed. The undead making slow but constant progress against us. I look up seeing Davos wave a torch around.

“Light the trench!” A worried soldier screams out. I look over to Greyworm who continues to pant as he watches the ferocious undead army battle against the last man in the line.

“She can’t see the light, the snow is too strong” I scream over to Greyworm “Light the trenches!” The archers on the wall start shooting flaming torches at the palisade in the trenches. I watch as each arrow burns out each time it reaches its target, some don’t even make it as the harsh winds blow them out. The northenman try to light it with torches but it no use. I walk towards the gate and send out a line of Unsullied to take a stance. The weather gets worse by the second and our exhaustion will soon take over us. The sound of the Unsullied making a passageway catches my attention. Melisandre walks up giving me a quick glance before reaching the trenches. She lifts up her hand and starts chanting in Valaryian.

“Lord of Light, cast your light upon us. Lord of Light, defend us. For the night is dark and full of terrors!” Nothing. The winds keep blowing harder and the undead twice as strong forward. “Lord of Light, cast your light upon us! Lord of Light, defend us! For the night is dark and full of terrors!” Flaming arrows streak down from the ramparts into the darkness beyond the trench. The growls of the undead creep out of the darkness. I run up to help the Unsullied protect her. “Lord of Light, cast your light upon us! Lord of Light, defend us! For the night is dark and full of terrors!” Her chant became louder and in a second the trenches spark into flames. We take a step back watching as the fire consumes the attacking ghoul and those behind it. The trench erupts into a blinding wall of flame, stopping the swarm of undead attackers. They shriek in surprise and pain. For now, Winterfell is protected from the charge. I don’t know how long it has been but I wish it had lasted longer. The undead stood motionless now. One steps calmly forward into the trench falling face first.Then another joins him, and another still. They pile on top of one another at a quickening pace.

“Guard the walls”I pull back, continuing watching as the undead sacrifice themselves, one by one.Other groups of undead tumble into the trench, building other pathways with their bodies. They fall like dominoes until they have spanned the trench. “Man the walls”I scream out a warning again.The first wave of undead forge across the corpse bridge. We move forward to attack. Northernman from inside the walls march out to help with the alarming growing number of undead now crossing the trenches.

“Get behind the wall!” I didn’t turn around until I was running in the same direction as the person pulling me. I look up seeing nothernmen fighting up high in the wall.

“Where is Arya?” Tormund looks around, not being able to find her eithier. I didn’t wait for an answer. I ran along the wall trying to find her and help as much as possible. One after another undead, I come to a corner to see the man they call the Hound. Jon told me about him, and how he helped or tried to help Arya. “Get up! I need you to find Arya!”I stand in alert infront of him making sure the undead doesn’t get to me.

“He's a coward! Afraid of a little fire!” Beric screams over

“Fuck off! We can't beat them. Don't you see that, you stupid whore? We're fighting Death! They can't beat Death” I turn over and see more pileing up into the courtyard.

“Why don’t you tell her that?!” His eyes turn to what I am seeing. Arya rolling down to the ground fighting the undead with such force.

“I found her for you! Now you only have to keep her alive”There is a grunt from his direction but he gets up and makes his way towards her and Beric. I turn over, slashing an undead with my sword. My vision clears off the distance to see Daenerys in the middle of the field. I make my way through the undead but stop in my tracks seeing Jon running into Winterfell. His eyes fell on me and we shared a sigh of relief. He wanted to say something but I shook my head. “Go” I whisper, grasping his hand really quickly before making my way towards Daenerys. Just in time I pulled her away. Drogon flies up shaking the undead who start to mount him. They now turn their direction towards us and charge.

“Let's go!” Jorah takes hold of Daenerys as we try to make our way to safer ground.HE leads her through the burning wreckage of the battlefield outside the walls of Winterfell as I follow close behind. I slash two more until we come to a halt. The undead surrounding us from all sides. I hear a grunt to my side and stab the undead who stabbed Jorah in the side.

“We need to keep going!” I tell them. I look around but there is no end to this. We just have to continue fighting. Jorah takes his stance again. I turn and rage towards the ones coming forward. A slash in my arm causes my sword to fall. I trip over and grab another one on the ground and stab it on the undeads back before turning and slashing another.

“NO!’ Daenerys cries as a sword penetrates Jorahs heart. She takes a sword and stabs the undead in return. I rush over but fall as an undead grabs my ankle. I cut his wrist and gathered myself up. Daenerys cradles Jorah but I have to time to look any longer. I take another sword in my hand and protect them. I gained a slash in my right arm again, one in my shoulder and another in the other arm.

“Y/N!” I turned early enough to slash the undead behind me but not quick enough that blocked him from creating a line across my stomach. The pain became unbearable. My vision was cloudy. Far away I could see the horizon again as the sun kissed the sky. As the undead went down, so did I.

Helpless

Description: She worked as a lawyer in New York until she received a phone call from the man she owes her career to. She knew she would be back and what she was in for but what she didn’t know is that her life would change even more than she imagined.

Chapter 9

Chapter 8:

I can tell you one thing, I have never gotten up so early. When I got out the tent almost falling on my face trying to put my boots on I was met with Lloyd. “Goodmorning” He smiled suprised.

“Morning” I smile standing up trying to act as normal as possible. I rush along him trying to get as far from the tent as possible. “Got any coffee?”

“Rough night?”

“What?” I bet my look was horrifying because that's how I felt.

“Sleeping on the ground? I bet you are not used to that”

“Oh” I nod my head. “Yeah rough, and cold” I zip up my jacket. “Thank you” I grab the cup.

“Milk?” I shake my head. I only put sugar on my coffee. “Well, a long day ahead of us.” I nod knowing what he meant. He needed to be the alarm clock to the other cowboys. One after another got out their tents and rushed over to get their coffee.

“Y/n?” I look over seeing John with coffee already in his hand. “I need you to take Beth with you” I look over to the cowboys around us.

“Sure” I placed my cup down and walked over to where he was on a small upper hill. “What needs to happen?” He looks over to the distance. Cattle in the outfield.

“I want her to focus on herself for atleast a couple days. She has been having hard days lately” Truly hard days. I hold back the grin. “But don’t take too long,” I nod. “I hope after the trip you leave it all behind you” A dry chuckle leaves my lips.

“You know I don’t hold grudges for long” He laughs at my comment.

“Grandpa!” Our heads turn to Tate running up to John and Kayce following close behind. I didn’t dare look at his eyes. I couldn’t. Fucking hell. My mind was fighting with itself right now. Like how the hell did I think it was a good idea to let feelings control me last night? “Can we go fishing? I want to show my mom how many times I can catch” Monica is here?” I looked up and surely enough she was there and trailing behind her was Rip and Beth.

“Buddy it's cold out there, I don’t think mom will want that” and there it was. My heart was melting more and at the same time it was taking a step back. He was sweet and I only saw it when it came to Tate. Then Tate fills my mind as a little kid whose feelings are going to be more of a mess as his parents separate.

“Then can we come back here when it gets warmer?” He looks over to Kayce and then at Monica as she comes close enough to hear. Rip stops beside me and Beth to stand on his other side.

“Of course kid” she wraps her arm around his shoulder giving him a side hug.

“Yay!” he screams happly running away. We all chuckle seeing him run to act like a real cowboy.

“It's going to be hard getting him back into school mode,”Rip says. Of course when my eyes move away from watching Tate they find his eyes. There is not a hint of emotion. I can’t tell if his eyes are wanting to talk or listen. They aren’t saying that something happened or that he was disappointed or that he even hated me. “Y/n you need a ride to the ranch?” I didn’t notice they continued the conversation and now it was only Beth, Rip, Kayce, Monica, and me.

“Sure” Before anyone could say anything I grab Beth's wrist and pull her away from their ears to hear. I figit with my fingers as I stand before her now.

“What happened?”

“Nothing happened. John wants you to come with me back home. It will be a short trip, atmost 2 days.”

“Y/n” She warned looking directly into my eyes.

“Nothing happened. Either you are in the house packed in 2 hours or I am leaving you” I hated how it came out but I wasn’t in the mood to talk. What happened wasn’t something to giggle about like middle school girls. I walked over to Rip who was hopefully finishing his coffee. “Can we go?” I cross my arms not looking directly at him until he grabs my chin and makes me look up at him

“Why the pout? Sad to be leaving?” I roll my eyes, snatching my face away.

“I don’t pout, let's go” I demand and make my way over to his horse. I hadn’t releazied I was pouting. From my walk from Beth to Rip I was already a little annoyed at her and it wasn’t her fault. Then as I reach Rip I notice Kayce talking and laughing with Monica. Why should I care though? Because before the divorce they acted like they hated eachother and the next second they were tolerable but now they are best of friends? Stupid asshole.

“He doesn’t bite,” Rip says, patting me on the shoulder before getting on and helping me up. I instantly wrap my arms around him. “Kayce said you were a tight hugger” I didn’t have time to answer as the horse started moving. Fucking hell, I am never mounting a horse again even if its my only way of surviving. He had to forcefully remove my arms like some kind of seatbelt. I tell him thank you and run inside the house. I took a shower and threw Monica’s clothes in the washer. It was close to 10 and the plane leaves in an hour. I finish up packing and load the dryer. I let my hair air dry only having my towel wrapped around as I knew after taking out the clothes I would spend the rest of the time I had left in my bedroom getting ready. I spent a goodtime washing the boots as I didn’t want to leave it messy for Monica. I grabb the boots and rush over to the dryer to get her clothes out and go to her room or where she was staying when Tate was here to fold it. I hurry hearing the door open. I rush out, closing the door and running down the stairs.

“We have 45 minutes before we have to be at the airport! I sugges-” God dammit. Now I know I wouldn’t deal well in a horror movie because apparently I would close my eyes and hide behind my hands. “Couldn’t you say something? Or atleast not try to scare me to death?!” I sign, turning the other direction towards the kitchen.

“This is my house, when did I have to announce when I entered?” I roll my eyes walking around the island.

“Since no one is supposed to be here other than Beth and I”

“Does’t change anything” I shake my head even more annoyed. I stomp my feet turning to look in his direction.

“Whatever” Cowboy hat still on. Rusted face with traces of dirt and mud on him. “Got dragged by something or just enjoyed rolling in filth?” I didn’t know what I was saying but I did know it was getting on his nerves.

“I could ask the same thing?” His boots made a noise on the wooden floor as he took a step closer until he was 2 inches away from my face. My jaw tightens and my eyes want to close as his smell radiates around me. It was a smell I still didn’t mind because it wasn’t bad at all. “Or because you are back to reality everything is too much?” It's like my lips were glued shut. I didn’t even care what he was saying as long as he came even closer than what he was doing. His breath is now ghosting over my neck. “Last night your outfit surprised me but I prefer your cute tight skirts and heels.” He takes another step forward, not removing his distance from me as my back twists and backs up to the island. A low grunt leaves my lips wanting nothing more than to regain my body back. “I couldn’t imagine a nice girl like you going for a dirty, ungentlemanlike, rude cowboy like me” He kisses one spot and am lost. Where was that nice guy from yesterday? I didn’t seem to care as he continued to kiss my neck knowingly leaving marks behind. I grab on to his jacket for support. “Smell so sweet and I bet taste much sweeter”

“God Kayce!” I squeal as he lifts me up the island and I wrap my legs around him. He continued to kiss and suck and I needed more. And I know he knew that.

“Can I take charge now? Honey” He pulls my head back only to slam his lips to mine.

“Mhm” I nod wrapping and pulling on his shoulder grinning to feel more of him. I hear a groan as I unbucle his belt.

“It's my way” He pulls back just enough to unfold my towel and lets it drop on the counter. I heard his pants fall and no one had to tell me because I knew I was dripping for him already. “Come on” Kayce grabs ahold of my upper arm and pulls me off the island turning me around to lean over it the next second. “I liked how you feel against me” He pushes inside me with no warning.

“Fuck, Baby” I whine. One hand goes to my lower pulling me even closer as he continues pounding into me. “Kayce” his other hand moves to cover my mouth as he starts kissing down my neck to my shoulder.

“I love the sounds you make” Stupid fucker. I didn’t care. His pace was fast and I didn’t know how long I could wait. “Honey?” I shake my head and close my eyes. I could see that stupid grin on his face to know what I wanted. “Squeeze me harder” he whispers, pulling me closer. “Like you did last night” Fuck that was it. “Cuming together like last night?” I nod my head as the pace quickens. “Fuck” he moans finally covering my mouth with his. I wanted nothing more than to touch him but the pain and pleasure I felt right now was enough. It wasn’t the first time I felt him release everything inside me and it wasn’t like it has happened 100 times but I knew I would never not be turned on by it. I collapse to the island, whining a little as he pulls out. I couldn’t help but smile a little as I felt gentle kisses on my shoulder. His hand caressing my sides. “We still have another 20 minutes?” he whispers and this time I chuckle, shaking my head.

“Kayce,” I warned, standing up straight. Over an hour ago I didn’t even want to look at this man. I didn’t want him near me much less any of his touch on me. But right now at this moment I wanted everything that had to do with him. I wanted him on me again.

“Y/N! Don’t be such a brat!” I kneel down as soon as I hear the door open and Beth's voice. I wrap the towel around my body and rush to meet her by the door.

“Why aren’t you dressed? We have 25 minutes” I give her a quick smile.

“Yeah and you better hurry” I rush up the stairs and slam the door. I could not promise you I wasn’t giggling and grinning as I took another quick shower and got dressed. By the time I was out the door it only took me 20 minutes. How I could have spent those minutes doing something else.

“Get in the car!”

BLACK AND BLOOD

Y/N L/N is the daughter of the Great Khal Drogo although she was raised by the king of the unknown lands. After finding out he died she travels and finds the one who caused his death. Along this adventure she meets the mother of dragons. Jon Snow. Night walkers. We will see if she really has the Dothraki blood flowing through her veins.

Chapter 14:

After the eventful morning I spent the rest of the day with Stella. “I'm hungry!” she pouted.

“Seriously?” I questioned her. We were on the way to get dinner served and she was whining. I shake my head at her walking a little faster than her.

“Hey! Until I get food in my system you know i'm cranky” I roll my eyes. We take a seat at one of many tables in the room. The food is beautifully presented but I can’t get myself to touch anything.

“I need to take care of something, I will be right back” I didn’t wait for a response as I got up and started to walk towards Daenerys. “I need to have a word with you” She looks up from her seat as everyone else in the long table with her, including Jon.

“Can it wait? We are celebrating.” She stands up with a smile. “We are on our way at first light to take over the seven kingdoms and put an end to Cersei’s reign” The few Dothraki and Unsullied together with northernmen screamed out in celebration. “Once this war is over there will be peace in the lands once again!” I knew I could wait until the end of dinner but that was when I was departing. The boat was ready and Grisill was already waiting for me. I turn and make my way to Stella.

“Are you going to wait?” I shake my head. I already gave the orders to Greyworm. I got Gemma, Stella and the baby situated. It doesn’t matter at the end of the day what Daenerys says, she can be happy or sad about my departure but it isn’t going to change the fact that I am leaving and not helping her with the war against Cersei.

“Princess?” I look to my left and see Jon sitting next to me. He took hold of my hand underneath the table.

“What do we owe the honor of you at our table, your grace?”

“Well since we are to be we-” I cover up his mouth before removing my hands in seconds. At first we didn’t try to keep us a secret but it was an unspoken rule to lay low. Now we don’t care much about the audience and who knows about us but I can’t let his tongue slip out infront of Stella just yet.

“I apologise, your grace.” I point my eyes towards my sister hoping he gets the hint on what I am thinking.

“Ways. Since we are to be ways aparts,-” His eyes were searching for words and his long pause didn’t help his case.

“I understand” I repond. “I know my family will be safe in Winterfell” I go back to my meal not directing any more attention to Jon or Stella.

“Y/N” oh thank you. I turned around relieved someone was going to get me out of this awkward conversation. I stand up following Grisill out to the hall and find Bran there too. “Father has captured most of the Dothraki in Omnius and is planning to move across the wall once he has captured all '' No thank you. I prefer being stuck in the middle of Jon and Stella than to deal with this.

“It's true. You two need to leave as soon as possible.” I give a nod towards Grisill and he moves to get into the ship. “Y/N '' I look over to Bran who comes closer “Stay safe” I could see his mind circling through his eyes. “Um, just be safe, extra safe” I give him a simple smile before rushing back into the room. I hug Stella from behind and give her a kiss on the cheek.

“I will be back before you know it. Keep Gemma and the baby safe” She wraps her arms around mine.

“Of course, out of us two I was always the better fighter” I roll my eyes moving to sit next to Jon but having my back face the rest.

“My father is causing and planning to do more damage in the next few days, I need to leave now” I look up meeting his eyes. “Just you and I?” I whisper.

“You and I” I smile, grabbing his face and pulling him closer.

“I love you” I pulled him in for our last kiss in a long time. I wasn’t scared to show that I cared for this man, because no amount of affection or words can come close to demonstrating the love I have for him. I get up and take a look around the room. Greyworm, Sansa, Arya and even Missandei gave me a nod knowing where I was off too. Daenerys, Torion, Varys, and the rest have a confused look on their faces but I have no time to explain. I give them all a sincier smile before exiting and rushing out the gates. The land disappeared faster than I would have wanted but it meant that I was miles closer to home.

“They are going to be okay” I look over my shoulder and see my brother walking closer. I know they were going to be safe, I just can’t help but worry. “Stella, Gemma and the baby have Winterfell looking out for them.” I look over and he has a smile on his face.

“Aren’t you worried? You just met them a few hours ago” He shurggs turning around to lean against the ships rails.

“Of course I am. But I know you trust them so I know I can trust them too” I nod my head looking over to the direction winterfell is. “I also know he will be okay too” I roll my eyes, turning my head the opposite direction. “I mean come on! Did you hear he survived those things” he paused for a minute. “White walkers? He survived wars with every odd against him, hell he survived death itself” He moves closer to whisper in my ear “He survived you” I push him off and hear his laugh as I walk away to my cabin.

“Get some rest. We have a long way to go!” I close the door, throwing myself on the bed. I close my eyes and let the sleep engulf me. It was the only thing I could do that would allow myself to stop thinking about everything. About Stella, she hates strange places. Gemma and the baby, it must be hard for her to be far away from Gris. I know she has done it before but I'm guessing it's nothing easy to do everytime. I worry about the Starks. Yes Jon has beat every thing coming towards him even death, but that doesn’t mean it will happen again.

“I will go in and I will have someone come find you.” That is a horrible plan but I only gave him a nod. He scurries away in broad daylight passing by the guards walking around the streets of people. There is no way I am standing here and allowing him to go alone. If my gut is right, which it always is, all the people in that castle have bid their loyalty to my father. I follow close behind and try to avoid guards or any other person to see me under my cloak. I got rid of my winter clothes on the ship and switched over to the silk clothes we wear on hot days. Every inch of the castle was surrounded by guards. I watch as Gris gets closer and is captured by two men. They yap a couple minutes before bringing him in. I could use the tunnels that reach the stables but from then you have to pass the armoury. I rush up to the top of a building. You can see the center hall but not the back. I could try to climb the walls but the archers would be able to see me. I catch movement on the outside balcony of the castle, I continue to watch many guards going into a room. I know that room. I rush down the steps and on my way to the tunnels but before I reach the doors I get tackled onto the grounds.

“Shh!” I struggle to be released but I soon stop fighting and allow the person to guide me backwards around the corner. Some guards search around for the noise but after a minute they walk away.

“I saw your brother and I knew you would be close by if he walked through those gates alone” I looked up annoyed. “Oh right” He lets go. “Sorry” I dust myself off and I look around. “Everyone has new orders to go searching for you. The tunnels are guarded” Fuck.

“Do you know another way in?”

“Yes, follow me” The tunnels were hidden on the side of the castle. Many would not stop to look at the tunnels since it seemed like an abandoned building, broken down and dusty, but if you walk far enough and take the right turn you will end up straight in the castle walls. “Not that I have done this before or anything but you can use the servant entrance” I watch him pull out some clothes from his bag. “You are going to have to change. Those clothes will give you straight away.” As we continue to walk I start to change the clothes.

“How do you know my brother?”

“On my rounds I met him. He is the reason I don’t use this entrance anymore” Of course. My brother always wants to help everyone. “I help him escape weeks ago”

“Has it gotten worse since he left?” He stays silent and only nods. We walk up to the woods close enough to see a river flowing straight into the castle. How could I forget this place? I used to spend my time here with my mother, she always said my life couldn’t be surrounded by gold and silver, we needed to get our hands dirty once in a while.

“I will create a distraction and you will join the servants at the river.” I give him a nod. He walks out the woods acting like a drunk. The two guards at the entrance of the river rush to get a hold of him as I rush to stand close to the servants.

“Princess Y/N?” I look to my right and see a familiar maid who was always around me.

“Ida” I smile, grabbing a basket of clothes. “I need to get inside the walls” She nods. She motions for me to follow and I do. We walk directly inside.

“With all the respect, your grace but are you here to free us from your father?” I nod my head finally able to let out the breath I was holding.

“Yes Ida.” I look around and I don’t recongnize the room. It's mostly empty and cold. “I need to get to the cells''

“Oh I can take you!” She said a little to hyped up. I shake my head no. I can’t have her close to me just in case they catch me.

“I can’t put you in harms way”

“Ok well, you can take this hall all the way down until you get to the stairs, then” Then? Then there was darkness. I was so fixed on looking at the door that led to the hall that I didn’t take care of my surroundings. The last thing I could feel was my body hitting the cold floor. The second I open my eyes I could see the ceiling passing by while I started struggling to release my arms and legs.

“Let me go!” The pounding in my head got worse but that didn’t matter, I needed to be set free. I focused on the guard's face but they were none of who I remember in the castle.

“His grace is waiting for you” I crunched up enough to see the guards to the front open a door. “You’re late Princess”