"You shouldn't be here," Jon murmured in a rare moment of lucidity. He could make out Lyanna's dark hair and dark eyes and he blinked, trying to make certain she was real and not some falsehood. He'd never had memories of a mother and Lyanna was more of a friend than anything else but it seemed now, for the first time in his life, he had a mother to care for him.

"You'll take ill, Father had it too when I went to see him. I don't want you to get sick, Lyanna."