Chapter Four: Night's Watch

As Jon heard of the horrible news from Maester Aemon, he went to him and asked him to let him see his girl wildling for the last time.
"Please, Maester Aemon. I need to see Ygrette. I need to see her before they'll burn her to ashes. "
Jon was in his vulnerable state of mind. He was torn between grief for the death of his love and rage for the house Bolton who had mercilessly killed all the freefolks who  settled at far side of the north. He knew, those people were not capable to kill or raid the vast lands of the civilized part of the north since those were only children, women and old wildlings who fled from the wildlings camp.
"There is something I have to tell you, Jon Snow but swear to me first you wouldn't do anything foolish that might be the cause of your own doom."

"Maester Aemon."
Maester Aemon's face were gloomy, though he was blind he could sensed this young man's grief, heartbreak, and most of all, rage when he could not do anything to save his girl wildling Ygrette.
"Your girl wildling, Ygrette... She's with child.. your child, Jon Snow."
Upon hearing those words from Maester Aemon, Jon fell on his knees. He stumbled on the floor, terrible ache, regret and grief were all he felt.
"Why didn't you told me of it beforehand, Maester? Why now?"
There was a great pain in his voice.
"It's for your own sake, Jon Snow. If I had told you of it before Ygrette left, you will be doomed.. Both of you. The rules of Castle black could not be broken and so was of the North. You belong to North of the wall, Jon. You must remember the oath.."

His fists were clinched tightly. ...