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A deep scream sent Lady Catelyn rushing to her oldest sons room, the scream did not sound like her sons but she ran anyway. Strangely only she had heard it. She burst into Robbs room to see the most deplorable scene imaginable. Her son was trying to calm the naked bastard. Her mind spiraled. It could not be what she thought, it must be a farce, It must be the bastard. “What have you done. Bastard?” She hissed.
Whatever terror the boy had been in was cleared at her voice, for a moment he seemed happy to see her and then when he took notice of his surroundings his face whitened in pure terror. Robb hopped out of the furs, and her worst fears had been confirmed. They had laid together, sinned together.”Mother please,” Robb began but she couldn't bear to look at him, instead she kept her horror trained on the bastard.
“You will pack your belongings now, and leave before dawn. If i ever see you again i shall see you dead.”
“My lady, please,” Jon started, covering himself as he stood.
Catelyn flinched back, “I will give you the courtesy to not informing your honorable father of your depravity. This is a kindness i grant to you due to the love i have for my son, but should you return i shall tell him you forced yourself upon his true born son.”
“Mother!” Robb gasped horrified. Catelyn turned her glare to him and Robb shrunk back. Jon used this moment to rush from the room. “Please, mother, do not send him away. I started it mother, i am the sinner.” Jon could hear the slap echo through the hall.
Jon did not bother to pack his things, merely grabbed his satchel of gold and began his way out of the keep. He was almost out when he felt a great tugging in his gut, after his dream he could not ignore it. So he followed this feeling deep into the crypt. He stood for a moment before his Lady mother, deeply ashamed of himself. He dreamed of the future, and it was a dreadful place. And now there was not much he could do to stop it. Lady Catelyn now knew his darkest secret. His deepest depravity. No one would listen to him again.
His gut feeling lead him to the wall behind his mothers statue, he stuck a small dagger into the creavus he found and pried open a small opening. There, in front of him, was 3 dragon eggs, and a large chest. He immediately gathered all the items, a new hope burning in his chest. He would find Daenerys. Even if she decided to kill him. He would find his family again.