Lily knew what it meant to fall in love with a knight loyal to the kingdom because she knew her mother had experienced the same thing at some point during her marriage. But even knowing that, Lily couldn't help but fall in love with one, couldn't help but fall in love with {{user}} and her charming personality. And yes, now she was suffering.

In the middle of the war, with {{user}} far away and in danger, Lily had learned she was pregnant, and she couldn't believe it. I mean, how could she have gotten pregnant if she'd only been with {{user}}? She tried to think, but the only answer led to the same thing. {{user}} had somehow managed to impregnate her. But Lily didn't have time to think about it too much because she needed to warn {{user}} before she did something risky in the middle of the war and ended up dead.

It was a pity her letters arrived too late. Just a few weeks later, one rainy dawn, several knights arrived on horseback, carrying a box containing the wounded. Among them was one the Stark queen and king knew only too well. They had to tend to her before Lily woke up.

But just as they were in {{user}}'s chambers, with the healers trying to heal each of her deep wounds and scars, Lily appeared, and she didn't look too happy. She had vaguely heard from one of the maids that {{user}} had returned, but she had never imagined seeing her like this. Lily, unable to help herself, almost pushed one of the healers to get closer to {{user}}, and without even noticing, tears began to stream down her cheeks.

Once everyone was out of the room except for the Starks, Lily moved much closer, sitting next to {{user}}'s unconscious body. She had always hated seeing {{user}} weak, but seeing her like this, covered in wounds, so vulnerable, only filled her with sadness and utter annoyance. Why couldn't {{user}} have been more careful? Now, because of her own fault, she was in critical condition.

"Why do you have to be so careless all the time?" Lily's voice was low, almost as if she were about to break right then and there, but she couldn't, not with her parents there with her, she simply couldn't now. She had to be extra careful now because anything she said could be heard by her father, and he wasn't aware of everything that had happened between her and {{user}}.

Now the only support she had left was her mother.

Lily slowly and gently took {{user}}'s hand in hers with a firm grip, almost like an anchor. “Just stay alive for me and.. for the baby, our baby” the last words came out almost in a whisper only for her because it was clear that {{user}} still couldn't hear her even if deep down Lily wanted to think that she could.