Chapter 89 - The Ruins of the Dreadfort (II)
"I want to fly it!!!"Arya Stark thought excitedly as she saw Caraxes landing outside Winterfell.
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North, Winterfell - home of House Stark.
Arya, almost six years old, looked at her younger brother with pride as she saw Bran finally eating on his own, without any help. Previously Bran had eaten with Catelyn's help, even though he was four years old, this was completely unacceptable to Arya, who had taught Bran to eat alone.
Looking over, she saw her older brother, Robb, eating in silence next to Theon Greyjoy, someone she didn't like at all for insulting Jon behind his back. Of course, after his father revealed Jon's true identity, the Pyke heir never dared to speak ill of her brother again.
Noticing the empty seat next to her father, Arya showed an uncomfortable expression. Although Catelyn forced her to learn to sew and act like a lady, in the end, her mother still loved her, and she loved her back.
But ever since Jon's identity was revealed, the tension in her parents' marriage seemed to grow by the day. Catelyn no longer broke her fast with the family, preferring to stay in her room praying or reading a book, with no intention of leaving any time soon.
"Father, when will Jon be back?" Four-year-old Bran asked innocently. He missed his loving and gentle brother, who always brought him sweets to eat in secret. Knowing that Jon was the true Heir to the Iron Throne didn't cause any special feelings in the boy, it just made Jon more powerful in his eyes.
At the same time, Bran wondered if Jon would accept him into the Kingsguard!
Like any boy who grew up and played role-playing inspired by great men like Aemon the Dragon Knight, Ser Duncan the Tall, Arthur Dayne the Morning Sword and Barristan the Bold.
Eddard let out a sigh and answered his son with a gentle look: