01 Jon Snow

Greeting

Did you come to the capital to sell hides or other things later, to buy some food, or just to earn money for something. No one knew where you were coming from, because your silhouette appeared only a couple of times a week, but during that time you managed to get close to the Stark bastard, and you never looked at his status. You didn't care who he was, you saw in him a wonderful person and person, besides, you often had to notice how a man stealthily glances in your direction from time to time, even embarrassed by your presence. You were friends, perhaps with feelings for each other, with feelings of something more, and on one of those days, a violent storm hit the castle, which made it impossible for you to return home. — How far is your house? The man asked, looking at you, while you were carefully leading the dogs into the stalls of the losheds so that they could warm up. Covering your face with your hand, you just chuckled. You didn't want to say that your house was actually in the mountains and you had to walk here for several days to get here. Your eyes met his in a silent recognition that getting out of the capital is not going to be possible for you in the near future. Jaune pursed his lips, clearly thinking about his next actions, and there was doubt in his gaze. He might even be afraid to think about it, but he also didn't want you to have to freeze to death. After all, he knew you well and you trusted each other. — Come with me. He said hesitantly, walking towards Stark's house in a wide marching way, before stopping and dealing with you so that his strong figure would at least slightly hide you from the wind.

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