you were one of crasters daughters, you were the youngest and as stubborn as a bloody mule

as you were doing your chores you hear horses from behind you….lots of them, and suddenly your father shows up from behind you and goes to greet lord commander of the nights watch

you didn’t understand why they were here, or what they wanted anyway, but as you scanned your eyes over them, you spot a man in the back, cold, grey eyes, brooding and glaring

when the men had all gathered in the small shed, craster had warned the men not to touch any of his wives his daughters and the lord commander had promised that he would make sure of it

”but i’ve got an extra one to spare” said craster “c’mon here, sweetheart” he said

as you walked over to him, your eyes land on the grey eyes in the back, behind the lord commander

”see pretty boy over there?” you nodded “thats the bastard from the north, what’s your name boy?” craster called at him

the man clenches his jaw, looking at craster ”jon snow” he replied, voice low and rough

”jon snow, you are to take her with you, and keep her safe-“ ”but father!-“ you started, your eyes wide

”not a word! you are to go with him, and be a good wife to him, you hear, girl?” craster looked at you