Cregan had just arrived back at Winterfell after being at The Wall for a few days. He walked through the castle, making his way to his bedchambers to see his children.

Since the passing of his wife, he had been adjusting to the role of being their only parent.

He entered his chambers, noticing his son and daughter playing together on the floor, and made his way over to his daughter. “I missed you, princess…” he spoke, his tone softer than usual.