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  Third Person POV

  Winterfell, 292 Aext M.

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  The following day, Jon rose before the first meal and headed to the gate. He passed the guards, nodding to the few already on duty, who allowed him through, and made his way towards the forest to visit his wolf, Ghost, in the Wolfwoods.

  Upoering the forest, Jo a sense of calm and familiarity. The air was fresh and the sound of birds created a gentle melody that m. He didn't call his panion through their link; he wao enjoy a m walk, leading him deeper into the forest.

  After a few minutes of walking, he found Ghost. The giant wolf y there, his white fur under his armor shining in the sunlight filtering through the forest opy. Sensing Jon's presence, Ghost lifted his head, his red eyes glowing with reition.

  Jon approached and k beside Ghost, gently stroking his soft fur. "Good m, friend, it's been a few days since I've seen you," Jon said softly. Ghost responded with a soft growl of te, his tail wagging lightly in front of the tiny child.

  Joime there, simply enjoying Ghost's pany, away from the plexities and tensions of the castle. He talked to the wolf, sharing simple thoughts, as if Ghost could uand every word. Their bond was strong, transding the usual retionship between a human and an animal.

  After some time, Jon stood up, knowing he o return to the castle. He had already missed the first meal, so he wao return before his father became worried. Jon looked at Ghost and began to exge a few more words with the wolf. "Ghost, we'll stay in Winterfell for a few more days," Jon expined, looking into the wolf's red eyes. "I think it's best to take off your armor for now. You'll be more fortable without it here."

  The wolf seemed to look grateful at these words, and Jon had him stand up before mounting him. "Let's go," Jon said, and he and his wolf started towards the forest exit.

  Jon emerged from the forest with his wolf and guided him to Winterfell. His presenderstandably uled the gate guards, but Jon dider, just waiting for his father to clear the way. Having discussed this with Lord Stark the

  day before, he asked t Ghost to the castle stable to remove his armor. Despite people's fright at the wolf's presened knew how trolled Ghost was by Jon and trusted Jon's abilities after all he had seen i years.

  As Jon led Ghost, the giant wolf his imposing armor, through the castle gate, the rea from the castle folk was immediate and palpable. Wuards, and servants stopped what they were doing, staring at the majestic creature they had seen a few days ago. Some quickly moved away, their faces a mix of fear and surprise, while others stood still, simply stunned by the sight.

  Children peeked from behind doors and windows, their eyes wide with wonder. Murmurs and whispers spread quickly among the gathering crowd, filled with specutions and stories about the giant wolf and its owner.

  Jon led Ghost to the stables. Upon their arrival, Hodor, who was arranging some tools, looked up and jumped back, dropping the tools with a ctter, his eyes wide at the sight of Ghost, startled by the presence of the giant wolf. "Hodor!" he excimed, a mix of fear evident, and ran to hide ihe stable.

  Jon quickly tried to calm the giant man. "Hodor? Are you okay? Sorry for the scare, but don't whost won't hurt you. He's a good wolf," Jon said, trying to soothe the gentle giant.

  "Hodor?" the giant uttered, still looking out from ihe stable. The horses were also a bit nervous at Ghost's presence, but Jon used his warg abilities to calm them all.

  "I need help to remove the armor. you do that with me? I promise Ghost won't hurt you," Jon assured, trying to calm the nervous Hodor.

  "Hodor..." He spoke cautiously.

  Jon approached him and brought him to Ghost, before pg his hand on the wolf's neck, evehan the giant, uhe gaze of many who had followed Jon to tinue seeing the magnifit creature.

  "See, Hhost is really nice, and he likes you!" Jon said smiling, as Ghost seemed to enjoy Hodor's touch.

  "Hodor!" Hodor, still very cautious, accepted this and lost some of his fear.

  "Listen, Hodor, I need help to remove his armor, you do that with me?" Jon asked, Hodor's strength would be very wele.

  "Hodor!" He said and Jon nodded.

  "That's great, Ghost, stay still, while I remove the straps fastened around your belly." Jo uhe wolf where there were straps holding the armor and began to remove them, then Ghost sat to start removing all the parts made of Eldeal.

  Jon began to undo Ghost's armor with Hodor's help, who, despite being initially scared, soon started to help with a shy smile on his face. While they worked, Arya and Bran appeared, running towards them, excited to see Ghost up close. "Jon, we help?" Arya asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement at seeing the wolf.

  Jon looked to his father, who was in the castle, and nodded, indig it was okay for the children to participate. "Sure, Arya, Bran, e here. Just be careful and make gentle movements," Jon instructed, showing them how to pet Ghost and help remove the armor pieces. Bran, a bit hesitant at first, soon joined Arya, fasated by the wolf.

  While Jon, Hodor, and the children were busy removing the armor, Robb Stark watched from a distance. His eyes reflected a mix of envy and ption. He couldn't help feeling some rese for the attention Jon was attrag, especially with such a magnifit creature as Ghost.

  "The bastard really knows how to draw attention, Robb," Theon ented mogly beside him.

  "It doesn't matter, he's still a bastard," Robb spoke with rese.

  "Yes, but look at him, he has Valyrian steel, a valuable armor with dragons and wolves, a giant armored wolf... everyone is talking about how the bastard is a

  true Stark," Theon tinued, his voice ced with venom.

  "It seems people have fotten about that thief," Theon smirked.

  "We were the ones who stole the servant, Theon, the bastard had nothing to do with it," Robb at least admitted that, even as he felt extreme jealousy towards Jon and his stories.

  "But you never admitted it to your father, you always wao bme the bastard, Robb. Admit it," Theon said.

  Robb ched his fist tightly, and Theon tinued.

  "Remember, Robb, bastards are evil and envious beings, I'm sure your mother has told you that. Be careful, everything he's doing here is to steal Winterfell from you," Theon whispered into Robb's ear.

  Oher side of the courtyard, Sansa and her friends, including Jeyne Poole, also observed the se. Sansa, trying to maintain an appearance of disi, ented, "That wolf is a monster, I don't know how Jon walk with him and how Bran and Arya get close as if it were a pet."

  Jeyne Poole, oher hand, was clearly impressed with Jon. "But Jon is so cool, he's the cutest boy I've ever seen," she said admiringly, looking at Jon.

  Sansa, feeling a bit surprised by the attention Jon was receiving, quickly responded, "He may be cute, but the prince is even more handsome, and my mother says I will be his queen."

  "Do you think it's true about Jon being a king? Whoever marries him wouldn't they be his queen?" Jeyne insisted, looking dreamily at Jon.

  "Do you believe that? That's just Jon's iion, a kingdom beyond the Wall? Mother told me that's nonsense made up by the bastard. Jon is a bastard and his status will always be that, no matter how he has a wolf and Valyrian steel ons, it doesn't ge the fact that he was born out of wedlock," Sansa said with some venom and walked away, her friends quickly following her.

  The presence of Jon and Ghost at the castle had created a mix of emotions among the Starks and their friends - admiration, envy, fear, and fasation. Jon, however, remained indifferent to these reas, focused solely on his bond with Ghost and his siblings.

  The se attracted even more attention from other castle dwellers, roached to observe the iioween Jon, Hhost, and the children. Piece by piece was removed from the wolf's body, Holdor and even Jon showed ease in lifting the metal ptes, although Eldeal is naturally light. Meanwhile, Ghost was rexing while Bran and Arya scratched his white neck.

  "Hahahaha. He seems to like it!" Bran excimed.

  "Yes, yes! Look at him, Jon? I have a giant wolf too? Please, please, please!" Arya shouted with joy and pleaded with Jon.

  "I don't think that would be possible here, my little wolf," Jon said, patting Arya's head.

  "Then take me with you! I want to go to Artica!" Arya implored again.

  "I don't know if your parents would be happy with that..." Jon admitted, though in Artica, Arya would be much better under his guardianship.

  While Ned looked on with amusement at his children, Catelyn approached him frowning.

  "How you let our children be hat monster?! Ask them to get out of there immediately!" She had been doing her chores i when she heard from the servants that the giant wolf had ehe castle, which already armed her more than Ned being there, but when she learhat Bran and Arya were removing Ghost's armor, she rao front Ned and stop this madness.

  "Look at them, you need not fear, so you will not demand anything, Cat," Lord Stark spoke authoritatively.

  "I swear, Ned. If one of our children

  gets hurt by that wolf, I will have its head cut off and put the bastard in a cell!" She yelled in frustration.

  "Get out of here, Cat, this is the st time you will speak of Jon like that in front of me. The ime, you will regret it for the rest of your life here in Winterfell," Ned growled angrily.

  Cat knew she had reached the limit of her husband's patiend it wouldn't be good to provoke him further. So, she turned a, frowning. Despite her desire to remove Bran and Arya from the 'monster,' nothing could be done.

  Later, Ghost, now without armor, seemed more at ease, closing his eyes and rexing uhe caresses of Jon's siblings. Arya and Bran ughed and talked with Jon about adventures beyond the Wall, pletely captivated by the presence of the giant wolf.

  "We o give him a bath, he has sweated a lot in these st weeks with that armor," Jon said, and Han to prepare buckets of water from the well.

  " I scrub too?!" Bran shouted, and Jon nodded.

  As Bran filled buckets with water, Arya began to scrub the wolf with tagious enthusiasm.

  Ghost, despite his size and intimidating appearance, proved to be surprisingly patient with the children and even pyed with Jon's siblings. He remained calm and even rolled like a dog for the children's amusement, enjoying the extra attention he was receiving.

  Jon watched the se with a gentle smile. He couldn't help but notice Ghost's expression while Arya and Bran ughed and pyed, carefully scrubbing every inch of his white fur. The giant wolf, closing his eyes from time to time, seemed to savor every moment of the bath.

  "He really likes this, doesn't he?" Jon ented, addressing Arya and Bran. "I thihinks he's being pampered."

  Arya, stopping for a moment to look at Ghost, said excitedly: "He is so cool, Jon! I wish I could bathe him every day!"

  Bran, as he spshed water on the wolf, agreed: "He is amazing! Do you think he would let me ride him one day?"

  Jon ughed at the idea. "Maybe, Bran, but only if Ghost agrees. He is a giant wolf, after all, and has his own will despite being bound to me as his master. I have to respect his wishes."

  As they tinued with the bath, the atmosphere was light and full of joy. Jo warmth in his heart seeing his siblings so happy and close to Ghost, despite all the ges in his life and his new responsibilities. He was still an 11-year-old boy, and some simple moments still brought great satisfa.

  After a pleasant and fun bath, Jon decided it was time to sthost's armor in a safe pce that his father had anized. He chose a reserved spa the stables that he could lock, a pce where the armor could be kept without the risk of being damaged or stolen. Jon also pced many rats in the area to watch over and drive away any thieves.

  With the armor properly stored, Jon called Ghost, now with his fur shining after the children's bath, to put on a small saddle. He took his most valuable sword and pced it in the holster, which was done for a reason.

  There had been an i while Jon was walking around the castle. Knowing that Jon no longer used his small armor and the Valyrian steel sword, some servants tried to steal his things by trying to enter his room. However, this was thwarted by 10 rats attag those thieves who quickly fled while bleeding from many bites of the rodents, which was not pleasant. Jon kneas behind all this, but he couldn't do anything about it and even ughed at the attempts of the fish trying to get his things. The i left her even more afraid of Jon, and the servants involved ihefts began to see Jon as a monster, and rumors that no one could reach his room soon spread throughout the castle.

  Jon didn't care about these rumors, as long as his things were safe. Now pg his swords with Ghost, he would be better off, since Eldeal armor was easily fed in Artica, only the Valyrian steel was still unique. So, he made this decision to avoid any trouble. The sword would be safe and within Jon's reach when needed.

  "I'll take Ghost to the forest, you've helped me a lot, siblings," Jon smiled at the children, a bit sad as they would have to say goodbye to Ghost, who was leaving.

  "Why don't you leave Ghost here!?" Arya excimed.

  "I 't, he o live in his natural enviro anyway, he's happy there," Jon replied truthfully. Ghost enjoyed living in nature, and even in Artica, he spent a lot of time in Kingdomwolfs. But Jon also didn't trust 'the fish' to not do something to his wolf, knowing that it would force him to take drastic as against her out of her untrolled and foolish jealousy. He wao avoid that, as it would bring him a lot of trouble.

  Jon apanied Ghost on foot, watg with satisfa as the wolf moved easily among the trees. For Jon, it was a moment of e with his faithful panion, an opportunity to leave behind the plications of life in Winterfell and simply enjoy Ghost's pany.

  Jon mounted his unarmored wolf ahe gate under many watchful eyes, returning to the forest to spend time with Ghost and have his meal there, as he didn't ofteer the Stark's hall. He used this time to eat elsewhere. Johe rest of the day in the forest with the wolf, and in the evening, wheuro Winterfell, his father invited him to go hunting.

  The day, Jon joined Lord Eddard Stark in the forest. The atmosphere eaceful, with the fresh m air filling the surroundings. ook the opportunity to talk with Jon at his side, ied in knowing more about his experiences beyond the Wall and the responsibilities of leading a new kingdom.

  Jon, in turn, shared his stories and learnings to a certaient, speaking about the challenges and joys of anding Artica. He spoke with a maturity that belied his years, showing a deep uanding of the duties of a leader, always impressing Ned.

  Robb Stark, who was apanying them from the other side, remained silent, clearly unfortable with the situation. Jon's presennized as a king and surrounded by legends and achievements, made Robb feel insecure and somewhat resentful. Jon's transformation was not just physical but also in knowledge and prestige, something that Robb struggled to accept.

  As they walked through the forest, the versatioween Jon and Eddard flowed naturally. Eddard showed geerest and pride in his son's achievements, while Jon appreciated the opportunity to reect with his father and share his experiehe hunt served as a backdrop for a meaningful reunioween father and son.

  During the hunt, Jo a bit bored. After all, with his enhanced abilities and his e with nature, he could easily tray animal in the forest. However, he saportunity to have a little fun at the expense of Theon Greyjoy. Jon, discreetly using his mastery over animals, guided a magnifit deer he group.

  "Look at that animal! It's miheon, seeing the ce to stand out, prepared to shoot his arrow. However, at the st moment, as he released the arrow from the bow, the deer magically dodged, avoiding the arrow impressively.

  Theon was stunned and fused, while the guards around couldn't tain their ughter.

  "Hey, Greyjoy, yetting bad at..."

  "You must be drunk, right, boy?"

  "Looks like our squid is losing his skills... Hahaha!"

  Some of them openly mocked the young man, teasing him about his ck of precision. Jon, on his part, tried to maintain a serious expression, but couldn't deny the internal fun of having pyed a tri Theon.

  Hearing the guards mock him, Theon Greyjoy's frustration grew. Determio hit the deer, he prepared arrow after arrow, but, as if by magic, the animal skillfully dodged eae. The deer seemed to anticipate Theon's movements, perf surprisingly agile evasive maneuvers with each shooting attempt.

  "How is

  this possible?!" Theon, increasingly irritated, couldn't uand how an animal could exhibit such ing and reflexes. His repeated and fruitless efforts became the ter of attention, with the guards and even Robb Stark barely able to hide their smiles.

  Eddard Stark, although initially amused, began to feel pity for Theon. "Perhaps we should leave the deer in peace, Theon," he suggested, trying to diplomatically end the se.

  But Theon, stubborn, refused to give up, until finally, after several failed attempts, he lowered his bow, taking a deep breath, defeated and fused. The hunt, meant to be a simple leisure activity, turned into a dispy of the deer's almost supernatural abilities and Theon's persistence, albeit futile.

  Watg Theon walk away, frustrated with his hunting attempt, Lord Eddard Stark raised an eyebrow at Jon, indig he knew Jon was behind the deer's strange behavior.

  "Jon, I get the impression that deer was a bit too ing," Ned ented.

  Jon just gave a mischievous smile, her firming nor denying his father's suspi. "Maybe the deer in the North are just smarter, father," he replied, keeping the tone light.

  The deer left the group before anyone else could attempt to hit it. The rest of the hunt proceeded without further is. They eventually found a wild boar, and this time, without any interference from Jon, they successfully hu down. It was a moment of pride for Robb, who led the group in the boar hunt, and a moment of unity for everyone.

  With the prey secured, the group began their journey back to Winterfell. The walk back eaceful, with sporadiversations and silent refles. Lord Eddard occasionally observed Jon, still noting how different he was since he had been in Winterfell three years ago.

  Upon arriving at Winterfell, the boar was handed over to the cooks, and everyone prepared for the dihat would be served in the evening.

  That afternoon, Jon dedicated his time to teag Bran and Arya the art of archery. Uhe shadow of arees, he patiently showed them how to hold the bow, aim, and breathe correctly before releasing the arrow. Arya, always eager and full of energy, absorbed every word from Jon, trying to imitate eaent with enthusiasm. Bran, oher hand, was more calm ahodical, fog on every detail Jon expined.

  "Rex your shoulders, Arya," Jon instructed, while adjusting her posture. "And keep your focus oarget, not the arrow."

  Arya aking a deep breath to trate. She raised the bow, aimed, and remembering Jon's instrus, released the string smoothly and trolled. The arrow flew and hit closer to the ter of the target than before.

  "Well done, Arya! That was much better," Jon praised, his voice veying pride. "Now, try again and remember to breathe."

  The girl prepared another arrow, this time more fident. She closed one eye, aiming carefully. "Breathe," Jon reminded her softly. She inhaled deeply and, as she exhaled, released the string. The arrow cut through the air, hitting even closer.

  "Very good, if you keep this up, you might even surpass Theon in a few years," Jon said with a smile.

  Johe rest of the day with his siblings, and in the evening, they feasted on the boar. Jon's presen Winterfell tio divide the Stark family. Robb and Sansa kept their distance, avoiding any iion with their bastard brother. Robb, in particur, seemed tle with plex feelings of jealousy ament, while Sansa, influenced by her mother's opinions, stayed away, saying that Jon had a status too low for her to speak with him.

  Catelyn Stark, for her part, still harbored a deep dislike for Jon. She watched him from a distance, her expression den with distent. By Ned's order, she was instructed to keep her distance from Jon and avoid frontations, uhe threat of losiatus as Lady of Winterfell. Relutly, Catelyn plied with the orders, but her dissatisfa was evident in every look directed at Jon. She felt fear after hearing what the boy could do but couldn't do anything about it with him here.

  Despite the divisions within the family, Jon was happy to spend time with Arya and Bran. Their joy and geerest in his stories and teags brought a feeling of satisfa and belonging to Jon with his siblings. Being with the family that loved him was something he couldn't have in Artio matter how powerful he became.

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