He woke up on the floor alone, he stood up easily as he saw his wounds had gone Where am i?… he looked around him to see a white landscape, it looked much like the Plains surrounding The Arc but every single inch of land was white. The Knight ran his hand through the white grass This place is strange, maybe this is the Void. have i died?… his surroundings confused him, but in the distance he saw a black figure walking towards him Is that an umbrella? who is this?… the figure soon became a woman dressed in black clutching a grey umbrella “Morning Darling” she said, her smile was wide and her teeth shone pearly white.
“Well, i didn’t expect to see you here, i only expect to see the dead walking here” she chuckled “My name is Jewel, i’m the Mistress of the Dead but you know that already don't you because you created me” her eyes flickered crazily and the Knight took a step back.
“I created a spirit to help the Dead settle, i didn't expect you to be in the form of a Human” Chris was wary, she looked unnaturally happy
“Darling, you created everything down to the last detail. It is only natural for you to forget things” she danced around with her umbrella chanting a song he had never heard “You’ve never heard my song have you? it is a creation of my own, i call it the Song of Ice and Fire” the Knight felt the need to laugh, it had been long since he had heard about his old world “The Song of Ice and Fire is not real, its fantasy, written by a Man far away” the Knight said.
She stopped dancing and smiled widely “Westeros is as real as Arramar and Arramar is as real as Westeros, they are all the same when you think about it”