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In the evening, and Melisandre was lay in bed, She heard a knock on the door.
She sat down and said. ,,Further."
Davos entered at the invitation. "Forgive me, I didn't mean to disturb you."
"You didn't disturb me." She got out of bed and shook her head.
He closed the door and came closer to her. "Will you come to the North with us?"
"I'll do what Jon Snow commands me. He is the lord's chosen one. "
"Forgive my lady, I thought it was Stanis," he said, watching Melisandre frown and snort softly. "What happened near Winter?"
"There was a battle, Stanis was defeated." He looked at her intently. ,, And Shireen? What happened to the princess? "
Melisandre froze, knowing she couldn't tell him the truth. "Princess Shireen and Queen Selyse have been captured by the Boltons," she said. "They're probably both dead now." She sighed softly at the thought of what a terrible thing she had done, thinking that the lord of light had shown her the truth and Stanis would win the battle. She blinked. "The lord of light lied to me." She looked into the candle flame.
"What if your lord is lying to you even now?" He tilted his head to the side.
"I don't know, I don't know why the lord of light brought Jon Snow back," she admitted. "But why would he bring him back if he didn't choose him?"
"Unfortunately, I don't know either." He looked at her confused. "And about Jon Snow, I appreciate your help."
"I have no power," she shook her head. "I have so many questions I don't know the answer to." She sat on the bed and looked at the flame again.
"Maybe you shouldn't look for answers in flames." He came to her and placed his hand on hers.
She shivered at his touch and shifted her gaze to his eyes. "Then what should I do?"
"Follow your instincts, and especially your heart." He sat down next to her and kissed her gently on the lips.
She shivered gently again and pulled away from him, her forehead resting on his. ,,I can not."
"Why not?" He rolled his eyes at her.
,,I can not. I am a red priestess, you are governed by flames. "She moved away from him.
"But he betrayed you," He put his hands on her shoulders. "How else can you trust him?"
"But how could I bring Jon Snow back?" She looked at him confused. "I have no power."
"You're lying to yourself." He took her chin in his hand
Davos leaned in again. He wanted to kiss her again, but she didn't give up, and moved away from him. "Ser Davos, you should leave."
He got out of her bed. "Forgive my lady." He apologized and left.
He felt terrible after that. He thought of his wife, Marya.Before he left for Dragon Stone, they have a fight together. He heard words from her that hurt a little inside, and now he remembered them. Melisandre didn't reject him in the harsh way he had argued with Marya, but still. He was rejected by the woman he fell in love with, and he bore it hard.