Unafraid, Dany stepped forward into the firestorm, calling to her children. She was a Stark of Winterfell, Ned said quietly. Jon left him standing there in the snow, surrounded by wagons and wolves and horses. Will you see him? And Brynden? Your son, he whispered.
The cream-and-gold down between his legs. Sandor Clegane and even the other men of the Kingsguard, the five who had been his brothers until a moment ago. That seemed a poor way to repay him for his trust, but it couldn't be helped. He knew every stone in Winterfell.
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