Still he’d survived it all and the Tullys had come North for the wedding; instead of the ceremony being in her Riverrun’s sept it would be in Winterfell Godswood. “Brandon!” Benjen had said both his brothers would be home soon but she’d not expected it just a matter of days after she’d arrived. “Benjen sent word to Father you’d be here soon, we only just arrived ourselves.”
They’d finally be married after putting it off yet another year. Most maids married by seven and ten and she was uncomfortably closer to twenty than nine and ten.
“You’re ho-” A baby? “What is that?”
“I’m glad you are here.” Brandon said warmly as she neared her and his dark eyes drifted towards the babe and back to Cat. “It’s a baby. It’s not mine, or Eddards…I think we should speak in private.” He gave a nod to Eddard who grimly nodded back and greeted Benjen and they walked off to leave the two of them alone. “Can we talk in the Godswood?” He asked as he held on to the babe protectively, unsure of what Cat would do or say about this. He could oly imagine she thought he had slept with another woman and this was his bastard. He couldn’t blame her for anything ill she thought of him or the babe.
Once they sat at the Godswood, he stared at the face of the white tree and looked at the babe as he gently rocked him to hush his cries. “His name is Jon.” He started “He’s my nephew, Eddard and Bejen’s as well. He is Rhaegars son Cat.” He still was in shock from the very ordeal itself, not being able to save his sister. “He’s Lyannas son.” Tears welled up in his eyes as he thought of his sweet young sister. His only sister, barely hanging on as she made him promise to take care of the babe. “Robert can never know the truth. He’d kill the babe as the Mountain killed his half siblings.” He now looked at Cat “We are to marry soon…I know this is not what you had imagined, me being gone for as long as I had nor my nephew in tow. But can you accept this?”
Goldnwulf 