[ He hopes they can keep their memories when they go home. That he can have these precious months to think about when he is in his cell. That Sansa can remember him as he is now, as they are now, as much friends as father and daughter. But even they do not remember, he hopes she will feel his love standing with her on that lonely path. ]
As free as the North itself.
[ He smiles, then considers the new name. It has a warm sound, personal, less distant than the formality of Father. He thinks of Rickard Stark, strong and stern, noble but immovable. Ned did not need to follow in all of those footsteps. ]
Ah. It has a good ring to it. I like it, if you do.
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As free as the North itself.
[ He smiles, then considers the new name. It has a warm sound, personal, less distant than the formality of Father. He thinks of Rickard Stark, strong and stern, noble but immovable. Ned did not need to follow in all of those footsteps. ]
Ah. It has a good ring to it. I like it, if you do.