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"Constantly aware of it all, my lonely ear Pressed against the walls of your world Pray to catch you whispering I pray you catch me listening"
Reyanna couldn't help but to cry. She couldn't believe it. The love of her life wasn't dead. He was alive. He had broken her heart and mended it all in one week. He had done what no other man she had seen had done. He had defeated death. It gave her faith that they, together, could defeat anything.
Jon slowly sat up on the table. He was breathing heavily and his eyes were bloodshot. It looked as if he had seen the devil himself. He turned his head to peer at the familiar face of Reyanna and he instantly engulfed her in a hug. His usual warmth was back, assuring Reyanna it was truly him. He was naked and he felt so exposed. Yet, with only Reyanna in the room he felt at peace.
When he let go, he looked down at his abdomen to peek at the stab wounds. The wounds reminded him of the betrayal he endured. He remembered so vividly being murdered by those he trusted most. He began to breath even heavier, slipping into a panic attack. He was trembling and having difficulty breathing. Reyanna hurried and snatched a blanket and wrapped him with it. As soon as he was covered, Melisandre and Davos entered the room. They were shocked. Both of their jaws dropped at the sight.
"What do you remember?" Davos asked whilst Melisandre still processed that he was alive.
"They stabbed me. Olly... he put a knife in my heart. I shouldn't be here." Jon looked like a scared child. His eyes were wide and his brows were furrowed. Reyanna slipped her arms around his neck, embracing him and cherishing him like she hadn't before.
"The lady brought you back." Davos nodded at Melisandre.
"Afterwards, after they stabbed you, after you died, where did you go? What did you see?" Melisandre asked persistently.
"Nothing. There was nothing at all." Jon told, Reyanna broke their hug to look him in the eye. The nothingness he must've saw scared him so much he didn't want to return there.
"The Lord let you come back for a reason. Stannis was not the prince who was promised, but someone has to be." Melisandre told Jon.
"Could you give us a moment?" Davos asked Melisandre to leave the room.
She nodded and hurried out the room. "You were dead. And now you're not. That's completely fucking mad, seems to me. I can only imagine how it seems to you." Davos sympathized with Jon.
"I did what I thought was right. And I got murdered for it. And now I'm back. Why?" Jon asked Davos and Reyanna.
"I don't know." Reyanna and Davos spoke in unison.
"Maybe we'll never know. What does it matter? You go on. You fight for as long as you can. You clean up as much of the shit as you can." Davos tried to motivate Jon.
