Clarity POV
I awoke hearing a soft knocking upon the door. I dressed in my nightgown and opened the door to see Catelyn and Ned Stark. "My Lady... We are here to speak to you about how you would like the funeral for Herra to be." Ned looked like he was treading carefully,
and who could blame him. He did- well they all saw my true form. One of the many reasons why I have these cat like eyes. I gave them a strained smile. "If you don't mind I'd like to give her a Bas Reeve funeral." Ned smiled and nodded. However Catelyn
was very curious of what a Bas Reeve funeral entails. "I will need some help gathering some materials, if you don't mind, my lord and lady." They both nodded and suggested having their family help me gather the items.
It took only four hours to gather the rose woods, lavender, herbal leafs, and shadow raven feathers. "I want her soul and spirit to run free amongst my clans. I know they shall welcome her into their Netherlands. This part is were I shall take on my beasts
form. Please do not fret, I will not harm any of yours. This is how the Snow cats make their peace with their dead." Jon, Rob, Ned, Catelyn, Arya, Sansa, Bran, and the other second youngest stark looked back at me with interest as I explained my clan's
customs of funerals. They all set the rose wood stacked together and brought out Herra's now clean dressed body upon the wood. I formed into my beast, my size being the size of their horses. I can feel their gazes upon my form. Ignoring them I nodded
to Sansa and Arya to place the herbs and lavender in her hands, and placed the raven feathers upon her eyes. Then a guard set the wood aflame. Flames went wild as I circled the burning wood. I clawed at the ground leaving my marks deep next to the
burning woods. Then I spoke shocking everyone that came to Herra's funeral.
"Vagari in terram, quos in vita,
Quos nobiles vis, hac ipsa fides gratia
Si igitur ad nos honorandus Netherlands
Quoniam in vita sua in morte quoque decorum..."
Herra's body was now engulfed in the flames as the winds picked up. The feathers flew up and away into the blue skies of the early morning. I felt relief knowing that my clan have accepted her. I felt a hand roaming my fur. I looked to see Arya with a
sad smile and hugged me. Ned looked at me and his youngest daughter with a smile. I couldn't help but purr as she stroke my white coat that littered of black dots. When Arya pulled away she giggled and I licked her face making her squeal. Everyone
laughed as Arya playfully glared at me. "Thank you for allowing us to attend Herra's funeral, Lady Clarity." Ned spoke gaining my attention. I couldn't speak in their tongue while I was in this form, only in my native language. "Father I think she
can only speak in her native tongue when in this form." I looked at Jon amazed by his guess. "Vir sapiens." Catelyn brought over a huge cloak so I can change back. I tied the ties of the cloak closely and rise.
"Lord Snow is correct, Lord Stark. He has a clever mind that is very useful." I bowed my head as I complemented Jon and wentback to Ned. "Of course you all were allowed to come. It was never my place whether you were allowed to attend or not to.
I am glad you let me preform a tradition from my clan...And surprised. Now I must head to the Wall." The Starks seemed to protest but I held my hand. "I came here because Herra wished it ,before I traveled to the Wall. I do not know why but I must
take my leave. I do not regret meeting you Starks, I just wished it was under better circumstances." Ned nodded and told his family to leave us.
Once alone Ned offered his arm which I took. "Clarity Bas, as Lord of the Starks I wish for you to become protector of our house." I stopped as did he and looked into his eyes in wonder. "But I must go to the Wall, Lord stark. I cannot deny my fate."
He chuckled at me making me feel a bit agitated. "Herra told me that you were going to say that. That still doesn't mean that you cannot have the title." I thought about it and smiled at Ned. "Forgive me if I am wrong but are you the one that she
fancied?" He didn't have to say anything as heartbreak took over his eyes. I nodded knowingly. "Alright Ned Stark. I shall become Knighting Gale of Winterfell, but I must head to the Wall soon." He smiled gratefully and stunned me by hugging me. I
laughed and patted him on his shoulder. "I will notify the others of the North and my family. Go on to the feast room. I am sure you are hungry." I nodded and left him in the halls as I made my way over to the kitchens, only to bump into a wall. Well
what I thought to be a wall. "Lady Clarity! My apologies I wasn't aware of my surroundings." Jon spoke as if he had stabbed me in the leg by accident. I laugh at the worry in his eyes. "How about you accompany me to breakfast as an apology?" He smiled
back at me making me think naughty things.
I mentally slapped myself knowing that I wouldn't ever be as attractive as Herra or the rest of the Northern women. We walked together into the feast room and sat down. It was silent as we ate until I sensed Jon's stare. "It's my eyes that capture you
isn't it?" He seemed to not expect me to catch him staring. "What does 'Vir Sapiens' mean?" I looked back at him bemused. "Means clever man." This made him smile a crooked smile making me laugh. "What about what you said back at Lady Herra's funeral?"
I bite into a piece of sweet bread and smiled sadly at him. "It is a rite written by one of the oldest living Bas Reeves. In your tongue it means:
We whom roamed the earth in life
We whom have honor, value,and loyalty to this very gift
Shall then be honored to join our Netherlands
For you are honorable in this life and in death."
I didn't realized how close me and Jon were until I felt his thigh brush against mine. "They're staring..."
I whispered making Jon look over at the servants. I looked down so they'd stop looking at my eyes.
"I can hear them whisper about me. How beastly my eyes are; No wonder she wore that blindfold..."
I felt my lower lip quiver remembering the beatings back at Herra's village.
Whenever she had to leave for importance, she had no choice but to leave me be. The men and children would always look at me with hate.
Throwing rocks, ruining my clothes, and breaking my valuables. I hadn't noticed the tears until I felt big strong arms pull me in, after wiping my tears.
"Don't listen to them. They only gossip it's what they always do." Jon whispered softly into my ear. I breathed in his scent making me feel warmand fuzzy. "Thank you Lord Snow. You are very kind to me..." I spoke as I pulled myself out of the hug
and went to finish my meal.