Game Of Thrones Jon Snow Daenerys Novels & Stories

I watched as he walked through the double doors leading to the delivery rooms. 20 minutes had gone by before a nurse came out. “ Ms. Snow, if you would like to come back.” “ I’m allowed?. Sure, I'll come.” I followed her through the doors and down the hall to Rebecca's room. I opened the door, and there laid Rebecca on the bed watching Ethan hold the baby. “ Wanna hold him?.” Ethan asked. “ Let me wash my hands.” I said, smiling back at him. “ His name is Johnathan Anthony Robins.”

At seven months pregnant we finally decided on a name, or rather, two names since we didn't know the gender. "Stella Catherine if it's a girl," Emma said. "And James Adrian if it's a boy." "James?" I asked. "After our lawyer," Adrian explained. "He's saved our asses more times than I can count." "Fair point," I agreed. The nursery was finished with a crib Adrian had spent weeks assembling and neutral colors that would work for either gender, and walking into it made everything feel real. "We're about to be parents," I said, standing in the doorway.

"There's proof of a sort at Storm's End. Robert's bastard. The one he fathered on my wedding night, in the very bed they'd made up for me and my bride. Delena was a Florent, and a maiden when he took her, so Robert acknowledged the babe. Edric Storm, they call him. He is said to be the very image of my brother. If men were to see him, and then look again at Joffrey and Tommen, they could not help but wonder, I would think." "Yet how are men to see him, if he is at Storm's End?" Stannis drummed his fingers on the Painted Table. "It is a difficulty. One of many." He raised his eyes. "You have more to say about the letter. Well, get on with it. I did not make you a knight so you could learn to