Chapter 20 - The Wall (II)
"You love surprises or you hate them. I hate it with all my might, but maybe it's because I can see the future and I've gotten used to expecting what's to come." Aenar Targaryen said to Tyrion Lannister.
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Kraner swallowed as he caught sight of the three-eyed raven. Ancient legends invaded his mind as his hands began to sweat, despite the cold that surrounded him. Legends of a green seer from the Children of the Forests.
"Don't worry, he doesn't eat people... or at least, I don't think so," commented Jon, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.
As for the Three-Eyed Raven, he had never met this relative before. He had only sensed, at one time, someone trying to get a glimpse of his future - an arduous and, one might say, potentially deadly task.
Jon, however, already knew the identity of the man behind the raven.
Brynden Rivers - one of the Great Bastards of Westeros and illegitimate son of Aegon IV.
The raven flew elegantly through the air, landing on Jon's shoulder. Its three eyes stared at him deeply and calmly, not like an ordinary bird, but like someone endowed with true consciousness, it was a human who looked out from behind the raven's eyes.
Jon ignored the fear on the faces of the three Savages in front of him, concentrating only on the crow perched on his shoulder.
"Hello, great-uncle," Jon greeted with a smile. Brynden's arrival was an unexpected but welcome surprise.
The crow cawed, as if in reply, before taking flight again, landing next to the three Savages.