I'll be seeing you | Solo Para
The halls of Boreal were cold and empty, much like it usually was, but since the majority of the Salvatore's host party were currently residing in Casterly Rock the eerie feeling Jon had when he was here was greater than ever. More so now that it housed the body of his late cousin, Ruby Stark. The whole journey back to Boreal was long and painful, he was so wrapped up in his own grief that he had hardly spoken a word, not even to Faye despite being as close as they were. Even Warren could not make a smile appear on their faces. For how could they? Ruby was someone extremely close to the both of them, and now that she was gone, it was like she had taken all the reasons to laugh and smile away with her.
Jon remembered the moment quite clearly, when he had found out that she had died. The siege was over and they had taken Casterly Rock from the Lannister's, but their celebrations were short lived when they made it back to camp. He had seen her, pale and unmoving with Faye slumped over her body. Everything inside him grew cold immediately, colder even than the northern winds. It can't be... she and Faye are just playing some stupid trick. He had told himself. But when he saw the women around them looking as grim as Northerner's could possibly be he knew it to be true. His memory from then on was a blur, whether or not it was he or Damon who had rushed forward, he wasn't sure. All he could remember was briefly holding her lifeless body before she was taken from him.
Jon thought he couldn't feel worse, not until a raven had arrived with the news of his friend held captive in the South. Jon could barely keep himself together long enough before he had broken down away from the eyes of their men. Ruby, and now Daniel too. There was one thing to be sure, none of them were no longer children now. If they were children, the ones he loved wouldn't be dying around him. He wouldn't be outliving the ones that once looked up to him when they were younger. He could only remember sobbing, with only the comfort of the trees to shield him from the eyes of others.
Ruby, the one he would always be competitive with without fail, his relationship he had with Robb was one thing, but with Ruby he knew he would always have someone that would just listen. Someone he had grown to care about more than he had ever intended. And Daniel who Jon had grown close to because of the one simple fact that they were treated the same way. Who Jon had grown to see as his own younger brother, who he was looking forward to seeing again when the war was over and the Lannister-Baratheon/Mikaelson alliance was defeated. And now because of this war, because of the South, he would never see either of them again. Never see them smile, or hear them laugh, he would never find comfort in their arms again. They would join their family of days past, and he along with Robb, Faye and everyone else they had left behind to mourn them.
Now here they were, in the halls of their closest friends, and all he could think about was the grief stricken face she had after he had kissed Ruby. He never explained himself, he never spoke to her again after that, he never told her how he felt. And now he never would. The sound of her voice was just a whisper in the wind now, her smile a fading memory. Jon stepped up to the platform that held her body, the paleness of her skin looked like that of just another Northern woman so she could pass as being asleep. And she was, she just wasn't going to wake again.
He stared down at her, brushing the back of his hand against her frozen face. Soon she would join the Salvatore's of old down in the crypts, but only for now. When they took back Winterfell she would be moved again, to be with her family. "I have not forgotten my promise to you, cousin." He muttered quietly, staring down at her. "Once we avenge Daniel's death and rid the lands of the Lannister's filth, we will drive the kraken's back into the sea, and you will return home once again." Jon took a deep breath as tears began to bridge in his eyes again, knowing that this would be the last time he laid his eyes on her.
"I'm going to find him for you, Ruby." He promised, turning his hand over so that he was caressing her cold cheek with his thumb. "I'll find your father... I'll bring him back to you and we're going to take back our home." He was trembling now, not bothering to wipe away his tears as they tumbled down his cheeks. "I'll see their heads on a pike... just like you said." He sobbed, sniffing and swallowing back the lump that had formed in his throat. Jon's face twisted up in pain as he leaned forward and pressed his lips upon her forehead, his face streaked with tears now, "Goodbye cousin." And with that he pulled back his gaze resting on hers one last time before he turned and walked away from her, his face red and wet with tears. Jon wouldn't be returning here anytime soon. Not until he had found Benjen Stark, not until they had taken back Winterfell together. It was what Ruby had wanted, and he would see it done.
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