~Prologue | The Beginning~

"You deserve a Lord, not a bastard." Jon's voice was raspy and made his sleep deprivation and exhaustion apparent.

"Do I not get some say in what I deserve?" Rayne grimaced at the pain in her abdomen.

The bed sank a bit as Jon sat down next to Rayne and gently brushed hair from her face.

"You deserve gold and riches. Whatever your heart desires." He said barely a whisper.

"I think I know what my heart wants."

*I DO NOT OWN GAME OF THRONES OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS OTHER THAN RAYNE*