Arabella Baratheon had been through absolute hell and back and then she meets Jon Snow, a bastard boy she couldn't love. But that doesn't mean she didn't love him.
But little does she know meeting him only made things worse for herself.
Will they g...
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The morning came quickly yet the sun hadn't rose, it was a dark and cloudy day something to set the mood perfectly for Arabella.
She didn't sleep throughout the night her eyes too puffy to close and heart to hurt to rest. She truly hated her mother for putting her through so much pain but no matter what her mother did, she was still her mother. You don't get a second mother so you have to make your only one last and count yet she didn't because the last few moons they argued like mad.
Arabella tightly wrapped the fur around her body sinking deeply into it, depression taking over her mind and posture. Harold took a seat slowly down next to her deciding it best to not speak to the girl.
She swatted him away not wanting any company at all in this hard time "I'm not leaving" He whispered scooting closer to her he lay his hand flat on her leg lightly rubbing small circles on it "No apologies can fix what i've done. I just couldn't bare too see you like that again, this time it would have been real. You would have died."
She winced slightly pushing herself further into that darkness, she craved nothing more for then that to have been her. The misery that was consuming her was death in itself "Please leave me be, Harold."
'"It is my fault this happened, Arabella. I refuse to leave you not after the pain i've caused." She glanced up at him finally the sight of her red swollen eyes and bruised under eyes caused him to tremor.
She clenched her fists and bowed her head closing her eyes, she slowly stood up whole body numb, he watched as she weakly walked away finding herself perched somewhere far but not alone.
"I thought you died Arabella, I thought you were going to die that's why you have to understand why I was so angry with you leaving. I knew you would die."
'I did die, Jon a part of my died last night.' She weakly said, raising her head giving the boy clear access to her features, the sight making him want to cry and wrap her in his arms. She let a single tear slip down her eyes 'it should've been me Jon. I should've died in that camp but i didn't i got a second chance but now? why did it need to be me'
She glared into the distant her heart aching, she should've died a long time ago and the thing that was causing her pain all led back to the wildings.
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Sophia smiled brushing through her hair as her sister perfected a Valerian word until she had it done perfected.
'Your high Valerian is very good your grace , do you not agree Lady Sophia?'
She slowly nodded trying not to look at her sister fully naked in the bath, water surrounding her assets.
The two sisters heard a loud gasp and went eyes wide when they saw a man in armour grasping Missandei a knife held to her throat.
Sophia jumped out from her spot discreetly hiding her egg under the bed as the mans main focus was on her sister.
