I think she suits you. [He had no way of buying her the horse, as he might have in Westeros, but he could do his best to find a way. Earning a living, earning coin, he hadn't imagined what he might do. What he was good at, he had no interest in pursuing. His passions were music and books, it seemed unlikely he could make enough of a living to be comfortable.
He looked up at the tower, knowing well it wasn't like their Tower of Joy, but it still brought back memories. He leaned closer, his chin resting on her shoulder.]
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He looked up at the tower, knowing well it wasn't like their Tower of Joy, but it still brought back memories. He leaned closer, his chin resting on her shoulder.]
Where have you stolen me to, Lady Stark?