Chapter 87: Apologies and the Wall
Inside the Crypts. Robert stood in front of the statue of Lyanna. He suddenly kneeled down and prayed. "I hope you are in peace. I am sorry I was a real dumbass back then. No better than Wildlings or Freefolks what they are called now. I should have treated you better. It took me some time but in the end, my thick head understood that you had fallen out of love for me after Mya got born. Can't blame you, who would have married a drinking and whoring bastard like me.
I have changed now, I wish you could have seen me like this. Maybe then... things would have been different. I am not sure what happened at the rebellion, I don't know if you went with that silver boy willingly or unwillingly and honestly, I don't care. Not now, not ever. I probably started the rebellion just for the sake of using my Warhammer.
When I look back at my actions now, I question myself many times. Was it the right thing to do? And I don't know the answer. But I do hate being the King. I wish I could go back to being... just me. A better and free me. Argh... I must be boring you now... Rest in peace, Wolf Girl" He said. His voice turned a bit shaky at the end. He must have remembered a lot of things while sitting there.
Unknown to everyone except Alexander. Lyanna heard everything from a hidden corner. She had slight tears in her eyes, but also a small smile. She also remembered the few good memories she had of Robert.
Alexander's company was at least doing something good for Robert. Maybe, in the end. The world would see a Robert Baratheon no one expected to see.
After coming out of the Crypts. They all sat down in the gardens. It was probably the best place Alexander had made in Winterfell. Many kids played there together, running around. Making the air cheerful. Rina and Mya were in front of them teaching other kids how to ride bicycles. However, Godswood was still a place to calm down. Speaking of Godswood.
~I nearly forgot about that god-level peeping tom. I must go north of the wall again.~ he made a mental note.
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The two weeks of moon festival were amazing. Robert spent more of his time with his illegitimate children than his 'real children'. Smallfolks enjoyed their time watching various sports