“Save me? But I don’t need saving!” Lyanna protested, and then he spoke of the child growing in her womb. Pressing a hand protectively over her stomach, the she-wolf met her brother’s gaze with flint hard eyes.
“I will do no such thing! How dare you, my child isn’t some mistake to be hidden away and forgotten!”
Just how far had Rhaegar’s influence spread? Brandon couldn’t believe he for a while thought Rhaegar would have been a better king than his father after how he took his sister, defiled her…
“He took advantage of you, Lyanna. Kidnapped you. Would you want to carry a bastard into the world?” As much as he knew how Lyanna would love the child he also knew how the world looked down upon a woman with bastards rather than how it was with a man and his bastards.
“Dear sister please listen to me. We must leave.” Brandon didn’t know if the battle had truly started, if the tides had turned to favor one army or the other but he didn’t want to be here when it shifted for the worse.
Goldnwulf 