Chapter 32 - Return to Winterfell (III)
"What are you fighting for - money, women, the promise of a better life? Know that you are more determined than many who live just to live." Aenar Targaryen, God Emperor of the Known Universe.
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Opening his eyes, Jon looked at the dragon cub and called out her name softly.
"Moonfyre."
"That's a good name, isn't it? Cub." He said, stroking the scales under her mouth. Moonfyre was a female dragon and would be one of the most important to House Targaryen. In the future, most of his children would have a Moonfyre egg placed in their cradle when they were born, as tradition demanded.
He would care for the chick until his sister arrived at Winterfell, which, truth be told, wasn't far away, about a year and a half away.
Feeling the sun's rays on his face, Jon knew it was already dawn and wanted to return to Winterfell as soon as possible. It was important to convince his uncle that war was inevitable, and it was.
After eating some beef jerky, Jon didn't stand still and immediately packed his things, ready to ride, which he did. He took the two swords, put Moonfyre in the wooden cage and covered it with a cloth, then immediately mounted his horse and rode toward Winterfell.
He was not far from the ancestral home of House Stark, about half a day's ride. Half a day later, when the sun was high in the sky, Jon passed a hill and saw a stone fortress with the banner of a gray wolf on a white background.
Winterfell.
Passing through Wintertown, Jon picked up the sword he had ordered from the blacksmith before he left and headed for the gates of Winterfell.