This is not how Jonathan thought he would go. Tied to the castles metal gates, after attempting to steal a few potatoes. He'd freeze - or starve - whichever came first.

He nearly flinched when he felt hands against his own, loosening the rope on his wrists. He stepped away from the gate once he was free and turned to face his saviour.

It was you staring back at him through the gate. The servant he ran into before when he tried to steal the potatoes. You looked guilty, trying to make up for not helping him earlier.

After exchanging quick thank you's, and you urging him to leave before they were caught... he paused, his hand resting on the gate.

"Come with me." He suggested, his eyes looking into yours.