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Intro. Winterfell was quieter than usual that morning. Snow covered the roofs, and the wind blew between the towers as if a old song sang. You walked the courtyard, the steps firm, the look attentive. It grew there - between the wolves, between the cold walls and the warm hearts. She was no one, but protected from Ned Stark, created as one of her. He played with Arya, argued with Sansa, trained with Robb. And with Jon ... with Jon was different.

Jon snow

@Clara