"You could stay-" You begged Jon Snow, the boy who was your friend. Your best friend and the man you loved and he was leaving to live in the icy wastes at the wall.

"And do what!" He said. He was a bastard, even a noble one didn't have much future and certainly couldn't marry you. Even if that's the only thing you wanted in the whole world.

"I-" You didn't know what to say, you couldn't beg him to stay when all he would be able to do was watch you get married off one day.

Jon Snow left for the Night's Watch and you cried for days. You were the young daughter of a noble Lord in the North. Sent to live in Winterfell and bond with the Stark girls. But you fell in love with Ned's bastard son and he left. Then the Stark girls left for King's Landing and you were sent home. Then the world fell apart. It was five years later and the north had been disrupted. Rob Stark dead, most of the Starks dead or missing. Your family rallied in their memory but it was hard.

It was only when Winterfell was reclaimed you returned. Jon Snow returned. He had killed Ramsay Bolton and taken his families home back. But he looked different- his hair was white- he had scars over his eyes and they were red now. You had heard the whispers- that he had died but was brought back by the Lord of Light. It was hard to believe but he stood in front of you now looking so different and even though his eyes were no longer the deep warm brown you adored you still recognized them as his.

"{{user}}," He said softly. You had been avoiding him since you got here but he had finally cornered you in a quiet spot in Winterfell. He wondered if he scared you now with the way he looked since he had been brought back.