Chapter 3: Winterfell
It had been a long week for the group sailing across the narrow sea, the hot and relaxing weather gave way to colder and more rigid climates, the water became rougher and it became less and less comfortable to stay outside on the deck of the ship, though growing up in the North Jon was mostly unaffected by the change in temperature. While he had been gone for a while he still had northern blood in him and with that would always come an appreciation for the colder climates.
Though Tyene and Missandei were both buried in furs and any extra clothing they could acquire, Tyene being born and raised in Dorne was not used to the cold weather, she loved the sun and being able to relax in the water gardens, similarly Missandei was raised very much in the same climate, hot weather where one could always go out to enjoy the day. For a northerner to say warm you had to wear thick clothes or always be on the move.
Jon had docked his ship in a small undiscovered cove near white harbour, it was out of the way but near enough the main road from white harbour to Winterfell that they wouldn't have a hard time getting their baring. It was here we see Jon not looking too different from usual though he has taken to wearing a leather jerkin over his white tunic, he was walking out of the cove that he had left his ship in, behind him were a Tyene and Missandei, both discarding their provocative and thin clothing for wooden breeches, woollen shirt and thick cloak.
"You'd think you both were preparing to range beyond the wall right now" Jon says with a chuckle as they walk through the woods outside of the cove, they were heading towards the road leading from white harbour to Winterfell, as the libraries in Winterfell had nearly 8,000 years of history contained within its walls and perhaps it could shed some more light on the ancient artefact.
"You northerners live in such extreme places" Tyene spits out with a shiver.
"It is very cold" Missandei agrees as she holds herself.
"You better keep me warm tonight snow" Tyene says in a mix between sultry and threatening voice. Jon looks back and gives her a lusty look, one that she recognises.
"No no no, if you want any piece of me it will be inside an Inn or anywhere with a bed, my clothes will not be taken off outside, I'm afraid my fluids would freeze to my legs" she says seriously but with a little jest at the end.
They continue trudging through the snow filled forest their boots crunching the snow beneath their feet, it would take a few hours to get to the main road as this stretch of land was full of hills and rough terrain.
"Why did we not dock at a proper port Jon, it seems excessive to hide like this does it not" Missandei suddenly asks though it is a valid question.
"Yeah Jon tell her why" Tyene says with a large smile on her face laughing at the question, though Jon just sighs and looks back at Missandei who has such a cute and innocent look about her, it felt like it could be impossible not to give into her when she gave you such a look.
Jon has a bit of an awkward smile on his face as he rubs his head trying to figure the best way to put this to the person who hired him and Tyene and would pay them.
"I may be a little bit... banished from Westeros" Jon says the last part fast but Missandei still caught what he said and looked shocked.
"It's not too serious an issue, I'm very much an unknown figure" Jon states waving it off.
"I find that hard to believe Jon, for it was because of your reputation that my father knew who to find" Missandei says to him looking slightly concerned.
"The north isn't very caught up with the rest of civilisation most people here just want to make it through the day and feed their family, we won't have trouble here" Jon says to Missandei easing her worries.
"Try not to get executed Jon it would be a shame to have to replace my partner, I've only just gotten used to you" Tyene says in jest.
"You know you wouldn't want to replace me, anyone half as smart as me usually spend their days reading and tending to their ravens they've probably forgotten what their cock can do" Jon says with a chuckle drawing a laugh from Tyene.
"How did you meet Jon, Tyene?" Missandei asked curiously, she had noticed they seemed to close even though they grew up at opposite ends of Westeros.
"That is a fun story, it feels like we've been together forever but it's not been too long" Tyene says as she breathes out her breath making the air fog in front of her.
"My Father is Oberyn Martell a prince of Dorne and a younger brother to the current ruler" Tyene says to Missandei who nods her head.
"He loves to travel, he can never stay in one place for too long, he often talked about how grateful he was that he was never the older brother" Tyene continues as she laughs at the memory.
"The Hightowers we're having a tournament in Old town, so naturally my father wanted to go and fight in the melee and fuck a few whores maybe a dissatisfied lady or two with his paramour" Tyene says winking at Missandei causing her face to heat up.
"My father is a good man, the women he lays with will often never have a permanent place with him but any children he sires will be looked after, so when I asked if I could go for my eleventh name day gift he did not refuse" Tyene resumed.
"That's where I meant this big lug" Tyene concludes as she hits Jon in the shoulder. Causing Jon to laugh, he stops walking ahead and joins the two girls matching their pace as he looks to Missandei.
"I had just finished my first year at the Citadel and had forged my first link becoming an acolyte" Jon relayed.
"What did you study" Missandei asked curiously.
"History, I think my copper link is still somewhere on the boat" Jon recalled rubbing his chin with his hand.
"Anyway I had set my sights on a particularly rare book in the citadel, now usually they don't sell books but one of the Archmaesters had gotten himself into a bit of trouble, running up a lot of debt so he had told me for 10,000 gold it could be mine" Jon explains.
"As a boy of 11 name days it was quite a tall order to acquire so much coin, but the winner of the melee would win 20,000 gold dragons so I thought to myself how hard could it be, i spent a lot of my childhood learning the sword so I have a chance" Jon continues, though Tyene laughs at him making Jon sigh.
"Yes now I know I was being a bit foolish but at the time I thought it would only be hedge knights and squires fighting" Jon whined cringing at how arrogant his younger self was.
"I met him when he was training for the melee, I had separated from my father as I had no interest in watching his brothel activities" Tyene says reminiscing about it.
"He tried to sweet talk me almost immediately though he wasn't very good" Tyene continues, though Jon looks quite offended at her words.
"I didn't think I was too bad, I may be no bard but I've managed to make s few maidens blush" Jon pouts, only making Tyene smile and laugh before looping her hand through his arm and hugging close to him.
"Oh yes of course Jon! How could if forget, the first words coming out of your mouth enthralled me and I knew I could no longer get away" Tyene exaggerates while laughing, though it does draw a chuckle from Jon.
"He said to me that he would court me and take me places with his winnings from the Melee" Tyene says turning back to face Missandei who was enraptured in the story.
"Though unfortunately I did not win the melee coming in 4th place before getting hit to the head with a rather nasty jab from a spear from Tyenes father" Jon says with a sigh.
"So if he didn't take you out then how did you end up together" Missandei blurts out excited to hear what happens next.
"Well Jon came up to me after the melee still battered and bruised and said that he would still like to take me out" Tyene explained.
"I thought why not? I liked pretty boys and he had done well for his age in the melee, what I was not expecting was where he took me, I was expecting maybe some food a walk by the ocean" Tyene says with a huff, as she narrows her eyes at Jon.
"Where did he take you" Missandei asks quickly the suspense getting to her, Jon suddenly looks embarrassed as he looks away.
"He took me to the citadel... to steal a book" Tyene says shaking her head with a smile, Missandei chuckles in disbelief.
"I do like to give him a hard time about that but in truth I had so much fun with him sneaking around stealing keys avoiding security, by the end I had fallen completely for him" Tyene says standing up on her toes kissing Jon on the cheek.
"It was truly fortunate that my father wanted to continue his studies for a while, he had started forging his chain long ago but grew bored, but apparently the interest of the higher mysteries were enough for him to stay in old town for a while, meaning me and Jon could stay together" Tyene explains.
"Then a few years later, some complications resulted in my banishment and when I asked Tyene to come with me she agreed, so we've spent these last few years going around earning money and finding mostly junk for fools too rich for their own good" Jon concludes, drawing a raised eyebrow from Tyene.
"You call getting your head almost split open by the king a complication" Tyene says with a laugh.
"What!" Missandei shouts.
"Ah it's nothing Missandei please don't give it a second thought" Jon reassures though it does little to sate the curiosity she feels.
"I'm surprised that your father was okay with you leaving for Essos at such a young age" Missandei says to Tyene who flashes her an awkward smile.
"Well he didn't know at the time, but a few months later I send a letter to sunspear, though being on the move so much hasn't let me receive a reply so I mostly send letters letting them know I'm okay, though I'm sure Jon will have more to worry about when I see my family again rather than myself" Tyene says with a chuckle while Jon's face goes a bit pale.
They had finally made it on to the main road to Winterfell, there seemed to be quite a few people travelling on it today, though White Harbour was a massive trading hub for the north so it wasn't very surprising, they travelled down the road most of the day waving at people passing bye, though they did eye Missandei and Tyene with some surprise, they had most likely never seen people so exotic before so far north.
Jon finally decided they should head off road and set up camp for tonight, they found a small clearing in the woods and Tyene went to collect sticks while Jon got the fire going, Missandei had gone to fill a small pot they brought with water. They had brought along some cured meat that they placed in the pot making a simple stew.
Jon and Tyene told stories of all the places they had been to and all the people they met, while Missandei told them about Naath, a place few would dare to visit due to the deadly disease only affecting the outsiders. To Tyene it sounded a lot like Dorne but instead of being mostly desert it was filled with luscious jungles that contained thousands of different coloured butterflies, she wished she'd be able to go though it was likely to never happen.
"Jon, do you know who the Shrouded Lord is" Missandei asks, she hasn't been able to get the name out of her head ever since heard it, Missandei and her father had no idea that they were even being followed, and how did he knew about her fathers research in the first place.
"Unfortunately I don't, what I do know is mostly what everyone does, he resides in the sorrows and rules the people there as their lord" Jon says with a sigh.
"The sorrows?" Missandei says with confusion, wondering what this place was.
"It's a place where those affected with greyscale are sent to live out their days, until they die or let the madness take them, those men who attacked us in the Inn had greyscale" Tyene explains to her getting a nod back from her.
"Why would he want the chalice of winter, what could it possibly do for him" Missandei asks, Tyene pays attention to Jon as she's also curious as to the reason.
Jon sits there for a minute trying to find the best way to explain "I don't believe in magic, I think the time when great warlocks conjured flames form their hands, where witches looked into the futures and dragons roamed the skies breathing great infernos are long over" Jon says to them both.
"I've acquired lots of artefacts and most are just ancient art or ornamental pieces" Jon continues.
"The chalice of winter is something I'm not sure even exists, a fantastical story built upon the hard work of men" Jon states.
"But if it exists and is capable of creating a 700ft tall wall spanning the length of the north, as well as putting the 14 fire mountains of Valyria back to sleep then it would be capable of something more" Jon questions them.
"I'm not sure who the shrouded lord is but I know that he believes the chalice exists and I'm sure he knows more about what it could do than we do" Jon concludes with a frown. They mostly sit in silence as the mood had turned somber.
"Well I'm exhausted, I think it's best we all get some rest" Tyene says as she gets up and rolls her bedroll next to Jon's, he nods and lies down next to her, Tyene immediately attaches herself to him trying to leech off any warmth she can.
Missandei rolls her bedroll on the otherwise of the fire planning to give the couple some space but Tyene looks at her with a smirk.
"Misaaaa, why are you laying all the way over there in the cold... we should really bundle up together to stay warm maybe make one big blanket with our bed rolls" Tyene teases, making Missandei look conflicted.
"Come, it'll be fine stop worrying" Tyene insists reaching over Jon and patting the spot next to him. Finally relenting Misssndei lays down next to Jon but she still kept a healthy amount of space between them, shaking her head with a small smile Tyene lies down on Jon's chest before drifting off to sleep with the other two not following her close behind.
Jon had always had peculiar dreams, often they didn't make much sense his old friend Marwyn often said that people like Jon and his family were often gifted with visions of the future, though Jon doubted his friend even if he respected his knowledge. Yet he could find no other explanation for his dreams.
Tonight was no exception, Jon dreamt that he was in a place that looked abandoned, it had been reclaimed by nature, buildings half caved in and broken, the river had overflowed beyond the banks and the roads were full of shallow water, all the people here had sad expressions, they waited often sitting down like statues barely moving until they stopped moving at all with the exception of two colourful creatures that had nestled themselves on Jon's shoulder, one a colourful snake and the other a beautiful flying insect.
Looking down Jon could see two piece of what looked like ice but they closed an ethereal blue and seemed to fit together like a puzzle. Putting them together Jon could see it take the shape of a heart, it glowed more and more intensely after Jon had pieced them together. But doing this drew the attention of the people who were still, they started to approach Jon reaching out for him.
Jon backed away trying to escape running away and into an empty building but he had to slow to a stop as he saw a large cloaked man he had a joyful smile on his face, though the lower half of his face was the only part Jon could see, he had golden blonde hair that seemed to slowly be turning grey. He reached out to touch Jon but was interfered when Jon's animal companions attacked him in, though as soon as the man touched them they slowly started to stop moving until they didn't move at all.
The man then finally looked at Jon before reaching for him grabbing his face and all Jon saw was darkness before waking up in a cold sweat.
'Another weird dream...' Jon thinks to himself as he lies on the ground, the fire still crackling, it seemed that Missandei had rolled over at some point as he had both girls clinging onto him now, it was still dark out so Jon decided to close his eyes and go back to sleep.
Missandei had a nice dream in contrast to Jon, she dreamt she was in a warm cabin with the fire stoking while a winter storm raged outside, sitting close to the the fire she revelled in its warmth and feelings of comfort and protection. When she woke up she realised that she had rolled over and her head was no on Jon's chest, not too far away from Tyenes face.
Her body was pressed up against his, she knew he was strong but feeling her body pressed up against the hard muscles of his body made her groin start to moisten, the only problem was that her leg was raised and on Jon's groin and waist so she instinctively rubbed against him sending a shiver of pleasure rushing through her body. She knew it was wrong but she couldn't help it, watching these two most nights had awakened desires within her she never thought she had, none in Naath had interested her like Jon and Tyene did.
Under one of her thighs she could feel Jon's prick start to swell, most likely from her moving her legs too much in an attempt to pleasure herself on his body. She thought about it for a minute, she knew she shouldn't but in the end she couldn't help herself, she moved one of her soft brown hands down and into Jon's breeches, he had loosened them in order to sleep more comfortably.
Feeling the warm and hard length pulsing in her hand only made her grind her body harder on Jon's side, she started running her hands up and down his length, she did not expect it when it got bigger she felt that it might be painful in his breeches so she untied them fully fishing it out of them and continuing to stroke it. She felt her nipples stiffen as they rubbed against him.
Missandei keeps looking down at the prick between her hands mesmerised by it's warmth and it's hardness, she can see the tip was starting to her wet, when she looks back to check on Jon however she sees Tyenes now awake and she has what someone would call a smug smirk on her face. Missandei panics and goes to withdraw her hand but before she can it's caught by z Tyenes hand, she keeps it on Jon's cock, then all of a sudden she starts making her rub it up and down again only more aggressive than before.
Once Tyene was certain Missandei wouldn't shy away she moved her hands touching the sticky liquid coming out of the tip of Jon's cock, she put two fingers to Missandei's thick dark pink lips signaling her to open her mouth, she did and Tyenes fingers penetrated her mouth sucking the sticky liquid right off of her fingers. Taking her fingers out of Missandei's mouth and licking the palm of her hand she went back to paying attention to Jon's cock, since Missandei was rubbing up and down on the shaft she decided to pay attention to the head of his cock, rubbing it with the palm of her slick hands, this is enough stimulation to draw a moan from Jon.
Tyene decides to move her hands down to Jon's balls softly massaging them, they were like two apples warm and pulsing, she could feel that Jon was about to erupt as they started trembling, quickly moving her head down she put her mouth over the tip of Jon's penis catching all of his seed avoiding the mess it would've made, Jon always managed to make a mess as he had a lot of seed stored up, eight times his balls expand and contract shooting eight shots of seman directly into Tyenes mouth, though through practice she is able to swallow most of it.
Lifting her head up Tyene goes to swallow the last of it before she gets a slightly evil idea. Crawling over Jon she pushes Missandei down flat on her back, she lowers her face down kissing Missandei on the lips.
Missandei feels herself spill over the edge erupting in pleasure as she's pinned down and made to swallow the slightly salty seed of Jon, she felt herself reciprocating the kiss even going so far as to suck on Tyenes tongue.
Though while they're in their own world they don't notice Jon wake up beside them who looks confused as his cock is hard and wet and Tyene has Missandei pinned.
"Did I miss anything?" Jon says to the two breaking them out of their lustful embrace.
"Nothing just having a bit of fun, needed to borrow something of yours" Tyene says winking at Jon as she grabs onto his still hard cock.
"Next time make sure to wake me, my friend down there can't be the only one having fun" Jon jests as he pulls Tyene onto himself giving her a deep kiss.
"But now you're going to have to fix this problem you've made" Jon growls out as he rolls himself over so Tyene was on her back.
"Oh no! Have I awoken the dragon" Tyene says in mock horror as she puts her arms around her neck.
"You're about to find out" Jon whispers as he kisses her neck and starts pulling down her woollen breeches.
"I have no moon tea with me… if you fuck me now you might make my belly swell with a little dragon" Tyene whispers into Jon's ear getting him harder.
At this point Jon was beyond any point of return and he turned Tyene around on her belly he took her woollen breeches down to just bellow her thick arse, putting his hands on her bum he spreads her checks exposing her sex, grabbing his cock he puts the head at the entrance, all the whole Missandei is looking in lust, she can no longer help herself and goes on her knees pushing herself into Jon's side, Jon turns his head in surprise but doesn't let it affect him for long as he puts hers lips on Missandei's, forcing his tongue into her mouth.
He puts his hands into her breeches her pubic hair is soft with the juices that flow from her sex, Missandei moans contently as her sex gets stroked by Jon. Though Jon feels Tyene whine underneath him as she tries to impale herself on Jon's cock. Pushing his tip into her sex Jon can already feel her contract worked his cock squeezing it as if it was trying to grip onto him, her body goes rigid as well as she grips onto the bedroll beneath her moaning in pleasure.
Jon forces the rest of his cock into her sex completely submerging himself inside her his balls heavy with his seed rest upon her soft thighs, her sec feels so tight even after so long, she only seems to get wetter as Jon starts to thrust in and out of her cunt speeding up with every thrust, similarly his hand that was touching Missandei was also speeding up while she gripped onto Jon's body not trusting her body to stay upright.
Jon is moving at full speed now and he can see the rippling of her cheeks beneath him as his pelvis impacts her with every thrust, she seems to be reaching her third peak now, Missandei had fallen over next to her a while back not used to reaching her peak so many times consecutively, even Tyene who had enjoyed Jon's attentions for many years was having a hard time keeping up as Jon put his hand on the back of Tyenes neck leaning forward and fucking her as hard as he can.
Eventually Jon starts to reach the point of no return and he feels the bubbling inside his balls, a few moments later he thrusts as far as he can go inside her almost reaching her womb as he unloads shot after shot of his thick seed. Collapsing in between Tyene and Missandei Jon pulls them both into a hug, the girls cuddle up to Jon contently putting their heads on his chest.
"You better hope we get to Winterfell soon, otherwise you'll be bouncing a little one on your knee before the years out" Tyene whispers to Jon.
"If it's with you I'm sure it wouldn't be so bad" Jon whispers back before drifting off to sleep. He doesn't see the look of pure adoration emanating from Tyene as she lifted her head from his chest, with a small gentle smile she shakes her head a bit before joining him.
For the next few weeks they fell into a comfortable schedule of travelling by day and sleeping together by night, Missandei would sometimes join them in their intimacies though she hadn't gone all the way she stuck with using her hands to pleasure Jon, after a long journey they finally arrived in Winter Town. Finding an Inn they decided it best to stay the night before heading up to the keep tomorrow.
Winterfell was just as beautiful as Jon remembered, a castle built by his ancestor Bran the Builder it may not be as magnificent looking as some other castles but it was perfectly suited to the north resting on a hot spring that warmed the castle.
"The north really does have a charm to it, it's a shame I can't really appreciate it when my arse freezes off" Tyene says as they approach the castle.
"It does, alright you girls stay here"Jon says as he takes a low quality outfit out of his bag, brown tunic and brown breeches with a leather apron.
"I'm gonna sneak in and find the books we need then we can get back to the inn, you girls would draw too much attention looking all southern and exotic, so wait outside the wall near the broken tower there's a small door there I can use to get out" Jon continues, Tyene just huffs and looks like she wants to argue but decides not to and then takes Jon's bag before heading off.
Jon messes up his hair a bit then kneels to the floor he clears the snow off the earth and runs a bit on his face dirtying himself a bit. Then he rolls up the sleeves on the brown tunic and takes his sword belt off and holds it in his hands. Walking up to the main entrance of the keep he holds the sword in front of him.
"Halt! State your business" a guard says to Jon.
"Imma new apprentice to ol' mikkan got here a sword I need to deliver" Jon says doing his best to imitate a Northern peasant. Jon knew with the tan he acquired form sailing around essos that he would have to pass himself off as a blacksmith or they'd think he was a southerner and her suspicious as to why he wanted to enter the keep.
"Alright lad go on, tell Mikkan he still owes me a drink tonight" The guard says stepping out of the way. Jon does a short bow before heading inside.
"Okay okay, if I remember the library should be opposite the main keep" Jon says to himself as he walks with his head down.
He ends up walking passed the courtyard and sees someone he hasn't seen for a long time, his cousin Robb, he was sparing with the Stark ward Theon Greyjoy and was giving him a good thumping, though Theon was always more of an archer. Jon smiled as the memories he had of Robb how they'd play together pretending to be different people from history.
Jon shook himself out of his thoughts before continuing onwards, he needed to keep his thoughts clear and focus on the task.
Approaching the library he walked in through the doors hit with the musty smell of the ink and paper, it was a rather spectacular library, it was a shame not many people used it. Maester Luwin often transcribed the older books into the common tongue in his spare time, a task that some of his predecessors have taken upon themselves in days gone by. A lot of Stark history is a blur beyond a certain point as the old tongues writing system was a series of runes, so a lot of the older books were mostly pictures with runes so it left a lot to interpretation. Luckily the Starks of old deemed it fit to refresh the information every few decades in order to prevent information from being lost.
Walking into the library Jon begins looking on the shelves, picking up books and scrolls, looking for any hint of what he might find, the library was so old it didn't have much order to it except for the ones in common tongue being the closest to the tables in the centre of the room.
"Hello? Who is there?" Jon hears someone say, he recognises the voice as the Maester of Winterfell Luwin, they had spent many days reading and researching together in the library.
'Shit he can't see my face he'd recognise me instantly' Jon thinks to himself.
He looks from behind one of the large book shelves containing various books and scrolls, Jon blew out the candle he had with him as it was a giveaway, the only light source were where the tables were as any torch holders could risk ignoring the building. Jon waited until the old man turned and he immediately ran towards the door.
"Stop!" He heard Luwin shout as he followed though at a much slower pace.
Jon got through the door bursting out into the sunlight almost slipping and falling to the floor, he headed for the main entrance, it was the closest exit he'd already been discovered so no use trying to be sneaky. He had only gotten 10 feet when Luwin burst out the library door huffing trying to catch his breath.
"Stop him!" He shouted at the top of his lungs, luck didn't seem to be on Jon's side today as he was in earshot of two guards who were able to summon up a much louder voice than Luwin.
"Stop right there!" A guard shouted at Jon who kept on running.
'I broke into the Iron Bank and yet I get caught almost immediately breaking into a library' Jon thinks to himself as he dodges servants and jumps over barrels, he's nearly to the main gate and is crossing past the sparring ring in the courtyard when he's shoulder barged by someone he can't see. Combined with the momentum of his sprint he almost fully flips before landing flat on his face.
Feeling disoriented he hears the voice of his cousin Robb "Take him to the Great hall we can learn who he is there" he hears Robb say in a commanding tone.
"Right away my lord" the guards say in unison as Jon is picked up by his arms though his hair still covers his face as his head is down. He's dragged into the Great Hall, a place of many fond memories for Jon even the smells filled him with nostalgia, it must have been nearing lunch as he could smell food in here.
Looking through the gaps in his hair he sees someone he hasn't looked forward to seeing even more than the rest of his family here.
Catelyn Stark was sitting on the high table the total ideal visage of a lady, she hadn't changed much in the years she had been in the north, sitting next to her was Robb who was sitting there awaiting Jon to be brought forward. He didn't know where the rest of the Starks were he'd have to guess they are in the lessons that him and Robb had to suffer through.
Jon was brought in front of the upper table and pulled up to his feet by the guards. Luckily for Jon falling on his face seemed to have dirtied it more making him a bit more unrecognisable, that combined with the years he'd been away and hopefully he'd be able to pass off as a peasant.
Jon looks up at the Starks sitting before him finally his head feeling clear, while Robb has no visible reaction to seeing his face, Lady Stark narrows her eyes.
"Leave us, everyone" She says sternly to the surprise of the servants and the guards, even Robb is surprised.
"Mother is that a good idea" Robb whispers to her.
"I won't repeat myself, Leave us" She says again.
Everyone in clears out of the Great Hall leaving just Three people in there, Jon now felt nervous, he knew he may be a bit fucked.
Lady Stark gets up from her seat and walks around to stand in front of Jon, Robb tenses a bit and keeps a hand on a dagger on his belt Incase the man he didn't recognise tried something.
Standing in front of Jon she narrows her gaze once more "Did you really think even looking as you are now that I would not recognise you" Lady Stark says to Jon making him sweat.
"You come into our castle and you sneak around doing gods knows what and you don't even have the decency to give your poor mother a hug" She says the last part teary eyed.
Feeling the guilt way upon him he hugs Catelyn "I'm sorry mother" He simply says hugging the crying woman in front of him. Robb finally seemed to get the hint and recognised the man in front of him his eyes widening.
"Gods! Jon!!!" Robb shouts before jumping over the table and joining in the hug.
"Why did you never write, to let us know you were okay" Catelyn asks with teary eyes.
"I thought I wouldn't be wanted here after what happened" Jon said soberly still not able to look her in the eyes. Catelyn reacts by hitting him in the chest and shoulder.
"Stupid stupid boy! How can you think we wouldn't want you here, we are your family!" She shouts out, even Robb slaps him on the back of his head for his idiocy.
"After what happened with uncle I just felt too guilty, it felt like I had ruined everything" Jon admits. Catelyn sighs and holds his cheek stroking it.
"Ned chose to go to the wall, it was his choice and he would do it again if it meant you being safe, what he wouldn't want was you not writing us" Catelyn says softly.
"What have you been doing all this time Jon, and why come back now" Robb asks him.
"No, we can have this discussion during dinner tonight when the whole family is here, they'll want to see Jon too" Catelyn says cutting off Jon from answering.
"Where are you staying" Catelyn asks Jon who was about to answer before she speaks again.
"You'll move your stuff to the keep, we still have your old room the way you left it" Catelyn says with finality.
"But I'm not alone I'm with my partner and someone else" Jon states.
"They're both welcome as well" Catelyn quickly says, not seeing any way out of this Jon relents.
"Yes mother" Jon says with a sigh.
(AN: I was gonna continue this chapter but it's already 6,000+ words and I wanna add a lot more to Winterfell, after the next chapter they'll be going to the wall and we finally getting into the beyond the wall, hope you guys like my graphics scenes I'm trying to get better at them which is why I'm including them a lot in this fic though as the plot thickens I'll tone them down. And just to sort out any confusion since some of you might not be able to read between the lines. Catelyn is not Jon's biological mother. Anyway hope you liked it, let me know)
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