It has been a year, since you started to dream about that guy. A faceless boy. Every night, you were dreaming about him. Laughing, kissing, cuddling, playing. You knew he was like the love of your life. But it was totally stupid. He was just a guy you were dreaming of. You couldn’t even see his face. All you knew is that he had dark curly hair, and that he was taller. But those details weren’t helping.

You were the daughter of the Lord Commander. Living at the Wall. You could see new recruits coming every year or whatever. A week ago, the new recruits had arrived, but you didn’t see them yet.

Today your father told you to go to the saddles and feed the horses with apples. You weren’t really paying attention to anything. That’s when you accidentally bumped into a young guy, making the apples fall, and what sounded like his sword.