Game Of Thrones Ned Stark's Sister 소설 & 이야기

Jane Jenkins (POV) Two weeks later, I knocked on my sister’s bedroom door. She opened it to find a teary-eyed me. The moment she saw me, I flew into her arms. She stood there and let me cry while rubbing my back, giving me comfort. Once my sobbing slowed down, she led me to the sitting area and sat me down on the couch and she sat next to me. She handed me a Kleenex to wipe my eyes. “Is this about Lucas? What did he do this time? And please don’t tell me he was with another woman because I would kill him if he caused you that kind of pain.” She said, looking at my distraught face.

But the search was unsuccessful, and he returned to the castle, feeling slightly disappointed. "Ned!" A hoarse female voice broke the silence. Turning with surprise, Ned saw the exquisite woman behind him and ran to embrace her tightly. "Sister Loba, what are you doing here? I knew it was you from the taste of that egg tart. Only you can make something I don't hate," Ned said, slowly releasing her.

"What is Cara doing he-" She never got to finish her statement as all of a sudden, a shorter ebony skinned lady walked towards my sister, pulled her cheeks closer and gave her a befitting kiss on the lips, sucking every breath from my sister.

Oh, man, I’m going to be offed by a sword in the middle of a hospital compound, aren’t I? “But then Theon tells me that it isn’t true.” She shakes her head, and I breathe just a little. Theon had told her that, which means he believes me now. This very thought brings me joy, but not without bitterness. Took him too much time and too many sacrifices on my part to realize that didn’t it? I had to bleed on a stone slab for him to even entertain the idea. “He tells me that you didn’t murder your sister. That you just wanted to get away, and she chased you. Makes one wonder, how exactly did her death occur if it wasn’t with your hand.”

The moment I managed to squeeze in, my heart thudded as a familiar scent hit me. "Thea!" I shouted, my voice ringing off the cavern. "Theon?" A hoarse whisper came. I looked around the dark cavern as I went further in, only to see two women bound in silver as they lay on the floor, beaten and bruised. One woman I didn’t recognise… but the other… Even bloody and older than how I last remembered her, was none other than my sister. "Thea…" I rushed to her side, summoning all my strength and tearing the chains from her, feeling blood seep down my chest from my own wound but I didn’t care, the physical pain was nothing compared to the pain inside of me.

I whispered. Her eyes flared, wide and wild—but not scared. No, not her. Defiant. Always fucking defiant. “But you won’t,” she whispered back. “Because I’m Arya’s sister.” I tightened my grip. My whole body trembled with the urge to do something. To 'end' something. But I couldn’t. She was right. She 'was' Arya’s sister. And I hated her for it. I called in my men. “Get the rope.”

"She was my mother's sister." Author's Note: The fourth moonhunter being Nadia's sister recontextualizes everything from the second arc's beginning. Lena Chen knew the right person would come because the right person was always going to be her niece. The frequency isn't just a supernatural connection. It's family. That's the turn.

I linked back "Thanks for taking care of things for me." "That's my job," he said pausing. Surely there was more he wanted to say if he linked me. "Is everything okay?" I asked. "Yes," he linked back "It's just...Anna... is here." I frowned, Anna was David's twin sister. Why was she here? After last night I didn't want to interact with anyone from his pack anytime soon. "She being really stubborn," Ned continued "She said she will come up to your room if you refuse to see her." I sighed.

My father rolled his eyes, “I wouldn’t be here if my daughter or son in law would have picked up the damn phone before attacking the Iron River pack. I could have helped avoid a lot of casualties.” Beta Tyrion walked inside, ignoring me completely. I followed my father inside and we all sat down. “You must be Luna Angelina’s sister, you look a lot like her.” Beta Tyrion said, eyeing me up and down. I nodded, “I am Beta Charlotte. Speaking of my sister, where is she?” Beta Tyrion smiled, which really didn’t suit his face at all. It made him look even creepier, like he was wearing a mask.

Goosebumps scrubbed my hands, and the air grew chillier. “At the time, Alpha Aegon was just a child, losing both his parents and being left to a caretaker to his sister, who was blinded with poisoned gas and Beta Kairel. He—” “H-his sister?” She bobbed her head. “Lady Wendeline.” “She’s not his Luna?”