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  Third Person POV.Winterfell.

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  Finally, night had fallen over Winterfell, and the castle stood out even mainst the backdrop of the evening, with all of Wiown able to withe sembnce of yet another ba being held withiark halls, something that had been happening frequently i weeks.

  The torches were burning at full strength throughout the pce, and for anyone looking toward the castle, it appeared as a bea of noise, with the sound of people ughing and music eg outside. Not everyone could attend the gra, where only the Starks, the king, and other nobles were the mais, but there were also people from the castle itself and acquaintances who could be present, in addition to the performers and people hired by the Stark family.

  From a distance, even from Wiown, one could see the otion in the castle, and beyond the city, he forest. At that very moment, a man emerged from the trees, the bright lights standing out against the darkness. He looked for a moment and quickly tinued onward, approag the town.

  "Well, it seems I've finally arrived..." Jon ented calmly as he kept his steady pace, for he had arrived exactly as he had pnned: in the middle of the ba.

  He pulled his hood up to hide his face as he advahrough the town. The people were much more active than he had expected, standing at the doors of their houses, talking, and even drinking, celebrating as well. There was a certain movement iown, and Jon could hear many iing things; apart from the people, there were also many southern guards around.

  But none of them really stopped him, being more ied in trying to impress a prostitute than paying attention to the movement. It didn't take long for him to reach the edge of town near Winterfell, and just as he began to prepare for the castle, his luck ran out. A man in red soldier's attire approached him.

  "Hey, you! State your name and your purpose for looking at the castle," he spoke in a dired harsh tone.

  "'t I be curious about the Winterfell feast?" Jon asked.

  "You're too suspicious for that. You'd better answer my question, or I'll throw you in a cell," he said with a threatening tone.

  Jon raised an eyebrow at this. "You're not from the North. Why do you think you speak like that here?" Jon asked, curious.

  The man didn't seem to like that very mud quickly reached for his sword, raising it. "Listen here, smartass. It doesn't matter if I'm from the North or not. I serve the King and Queen, and I kiyone I want in these Seven Kingdoms, especially you northern savages, as I've been doing these past days," he spoke angrily.

  Jon looked at him and gave a slight smile. "Oh, really? Well, let's see how you hahis," he simply said. Without further words, he lifted the man, who was taken by surprise, but before he could realize what was happening, his body was thrown against one of the walls in an alley nearby. After ensuring there was no one else around, Jon calmly tinued on his way.

  Thus, he made his way out of town, but as the road to the castle appeared, he could be seen, and he didn't want to be questioned with dozens of guards patrolling the castle walls. Clearly, with the king's presehe security had to be very tight. So, before leaving the town, Jon used an invisibility spell to cross it without problems, passing by some guards at the gates without them notig a ghost passing through.

  He finally ehe castle after twelve years of not being there, as his invisibility faded away, and he was once again irance courtyard of Winterfell, the pce, feeling several memories surfag in his mind at that moment of what his childhood was like in that pce.

  Ign the past, Jon looked towards the main hall, where a great sound of music echoed as me in and out tinuously, even guards drinking or their acquaintances bringing them drinks. Jon observed it all for a moment and then turned his attention to a faint sound in the distance.

  "Well, let's see him for the first time, then I'll head to the hall..." Jon murmured, moving towards one of the more distant ers of Winterfell, to the area known as the stables and kennels, still remembering the way there.

  He had been drawn by a low sound. It seemed like a little puppy whining, but without barking; this time, he cried not because he was alone, but because he wao see his master for the first time as soon as he sensed him when Joered Winterfell.

  He quickly reached the pce without any guards on the walls notig him. Jon opehe door and looked at the small white wolf with red eyes, who stared back while letting out whimpering puppy sounds, sitting on the ground and cautiously watg him.

  "So, it's you I've been dreaming about for the past few weeks... e here." Jon said, stepping into the pd croug down as the animal ran swiftly towards him in the moment.

  Jon picked him up, lifting him into his arms. "You're not much of a talker, are you?" Jon murmured, seeing that the animal could only make small unscious g sounds but didn't bark. He seemed very happy with Jon, who held him firmly as he squirmed excitedly in his arms.

  Jon smiled as he watched the pup behave like a joyful dog. "Don't worry, buddy. You came to me as soon as I ehis world, so you're with me now, and I'll take care of you." Jon said with a smile.

  He stayed there for a while until he felt someone approag. "Hey, you!" Suddenly, a voice called from beside him as someone drew near.

  Johe animal in his arms and looked at the guard approag him.

  "Who are you? Why are you he kennel?" the man asked in a serious tone, gng at both Jon and the little wolf with a hint of surprise.

  "I got a bit lost... I came as a bard to perform tonight and couldn't find the entrance. In the meantime, I heard this little animal and came to check..." Jon spoke, fshing a friendly smile.

  "You're a bard too? I see... There are plenty of them here today." the man muttered, Jon as he petted the wolf. "That wolf belongs to the Starks; you 't just pick him up like that," he said.

  "Really? But he was so lonely... Look at him." Jon replied, still stroking the animal that reacted like a little dog.

  "Yeah, it seems like he really likes you. He doesn't have an owner, as all the other wolves belong to Lord Stark's children, but this one was left alohey say these are direwolves, you believe that?" the guard remarked, adding, "But I don't know... They haven't grown big enough for me to believe that tale." Obviously, he didn't believe the rumors.

  "Is that so? Well, they're still too small to tell if they're direwolves or not. Maybe we'll find out in the few years..." Jon ented, feigning ignorance, before smiling again at the man. "Anyway, my name is..." He paused for a moment before replying. "...Dovahkiin. I'm a traveling bard who came up North as soon as I heard about the King's stay." he said.

  "Dovahkiin?" the man murmured. "Strange name... Not from Westeros, huh?" he remarked, and Jon nodded.

  "Yes, I e from a very distant pce. By the way, what's your name?" Jon asked.

  "Ebarke." the man replied. "I've been here in Winterfell as a guard for over 8 years." he also introduced himself.

  "Eight years... that's a good while, Ebarke..." Jon smiled before starting to verse more with the man, easily befriending him using his charisma, honed over the years in Skyrim. After all, Jon could both lead thousands of men in war and seduce a widowed queen to lie with him.

  Jon tinued chatting and mao persuade the man to personally escort him to the main hall. He had to leave the animal behind, who tio whine; Jon hoped he uood his final words, that he would e for him as soon as he left the castle again.

  "So, about your questiarding the boy who disappeared... I heard about him. It was quite a otio years ago. When I arrived here, it had been three months sihe boy went missing. Lord Stark was trying to search for him all over the North," the guard said.

  "Really? He did that?" Jon ented, surprised. Despite his sudden i iory, it was obvious he looked like a man of twenty, which didn't match the story of a lost boy who should be sixteen today. So, he didn't hesitate to ask directly.

  "Yes, but it didn't st long. It was three more months. I heard that Lord Stark's wife vinced him to stop; she never liked the boy and was even grateful when he didn't return," the guard tinued.

  "She vinced him to stop, or he wasn't too keen on finding the boy?" Jon raised an eyebrow.

  "Well, I don't know... But be careful with what you say, it could be offeo others," the guard warned, suspicious of the boldness in the question.

  "Sorry about that. Where I e from, people are much more direct. I'm not saying you all here ck a sense of hoy, but there we speak more with harsh truths..." Jon expined.

  "Could you tell me more about this pce?" the guard asked curiously. It was obvious he had taken a liking to Jon's presend was finding the versation enjoyable. He hadn't even realized how their chat he kennel had led them to discuss information from eight years ago, but here they were.

  "Of course, I'll tell you more about it. But how about we ehe hall first?" Jon suggested, and the man nodded as they passed through the entrance guards without being questiohis was due to Jon being apanied by another Winterfell guard, though the Lannister soldiers kept staring at them the whole time.

  "Those guys are such sckers..." Ebarke muttered beside Jon.

  "Yeah, I noticed. They're always in a bad mood..." Jon said, eyeing the guards. His eyes were easily noticeable, as they were very rare in these parts and almost everywhere else, after all, there weren't many people with purple eyes, especially ohat glowed with the power within him.

  "What do you think of them?" Jon asked the guard.

  "They think they're superior sihey're the Queen's guards. They believe they do whatever they want and go wherever they please. Sometimes, it's hard not to punch them in the face," the northern guard admitted, and Jon wao ugh.

  "I uand that," Jon replied with a smile. "Anyway, let's go." They finally ehe hall of Winterfell.

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