"ARE YOU OKAY" Fort asked as he could hear the figure gasp in pain, he once heard something about being nice to people reduced the chances of them hurting you not like he had had any use for such tactics before but now would be a good time to practice his social skills, especially when he realized that the voice wasn't Evelyn's.
"I'm okay", the voice replied as fort could feel the light been pulled away, he cleared his throat.
"Thank you" he called out he got no reply, he waited, but he still didn't get a reply so he slowly opened his eyes, but the room was empty, completely deserted with only he in it.
"Well, thanks for stealing my first kiss Ghosty" he called out as a figure walked toward the bed, it was loud and grumpy as fort stared down at the figure that slowly grew into the light.
"I never thought you will make it, bastard" the grumpy voice called out as he stood beside his bed with a wicked smile.
"You can't talk anymore? You know you always had a sharp tongue, just one word from you and I will snap your neck twig" the grump voice continued, but fort stared at him, if he was in a good form he wasn't sure he was going to be able to take on this towering form in a fight and win.
Soon other footsteps approached the door as a red haired lady burst through into the room, she ran toward the bed standing between fort and the giant man.
"Your highness, your father has requested your presence" she called out with an accent that was even rougher than the grumpy voice, fort could see the huge man's face tighten in disgust as he squeezed his fist.
He smiled and turned to leave as he drew close to the door he turned back to stare at the bed with hate in his eyes "you two look good together, dirt-crawler and bastard" before he disappeared.
Fort looked at his left and he felt helpless, he couldn't do anything to defend himself, he will never be in his situation again he told himself, he had more things to worry about as he stared at the red haired girl.
"Who are you?" fort asked.
The girl sat beside him and broke down in tears, she covered her mouth with her hand and cried, but fort just stared at her.
He waited for her to regain herself before he asked her again "who are you?"
"You don't remember" the girl replied.
"Remember what?"
"The accident?"
"What accident? wait, are you talking about the one at the train? Where is eve?"
"Who is eve? What is a train?"
Fort took a deep breath, he needed answers and fast so he had to calm down if he was going to go anywhere with her.
"Do you know who I am?" fort asked.
"Yes of course I do, you're my lord and master".
"Okay, okay good, but what is my name?" fort asked.
"I can't it is forbidden to call my master by his name" she replied as she turned away from him.
"Hey, hey look at me, no one is here but us okay, so you can tell me" fort asked as he tried to sit up but ended up groaning in pain.
"You shouldn't do that master, you have being out for too long" she replied.
"How long?" fort asked.
"Four moons" she replied.
"Four what? Wait" fort called out as he counted.
"You mean four months" fort asked as he sat up but screamed in pain.
"In new calendar, yes" she replied.
Fort grabbed her arm ignoring the pain.
"Listen to me, I don't know who you are, but I'm your master right?"
"Yes master" she replied sobbing again.
"Stop this is not the time I need you to tell me what my name is can you do that please" fort asked as he shook her.
"Yes master I will try".
"For god sake just do it already" he called out
She opened her mouth, but the door swings open as a woman in a long red silk dress runs in and hugs fort weeping.
"Oh Ivo my love, I thought I have lost you".
"Wait what? What did you call me" fort asked.
"Ivo my love isn't that your name" she replied looking confused.
"My name isn't Ivo—"
Then it hit him, waves of memories crashed into his brain.
He screamed and held his head in brain as the red woman pulled back, and the red haired girl ran off to call the doctor.
"My name, my name is fort no I'm Ivo—Ivo Halfborn".
"Ivo can you hear me? What do remember? Do you remember everything my love" the red dressed woman asked as she pulled him close.
Ivo stared at her and said nothing, he knew everything.
She had tried to kill him multiple times, but the real Ivo was too gullible and stupid to see the truth but not him, he wasn't Ivo, Ivo was dead, and he was here for revenge.
"Ca—Catelyn?" he asked.
"Yes my love I'm here" she replied as she hugged him close.
All Ivo's life he had been abused, used and even almost killed, he was hunted like an animal all for being the half son of the king, he had no ambition and never went after the throne but now all that was going to change.
He was sent here to change the story, he wasn't going to be a page in someone's glory book, he was going to take everything or burn it to the ground, he was now the hunter but before that, he needed to throw up.
His stomach turned as he retched, releasing its content on Catelyn as his vision turned blurry, and he passed but not before getting the pleasure of seeing her face filled with shock, disgust, and anger.
Yes hate me, fuel my revenge hate me Ivo thought to himself as he closed his eyes.