Jon Snow (
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memshare | Father's watching
[The memory being broadcast.
The memory is in the courtyard of a stone keep, still surrounded by green and not yet covered by the snow of the coming winter. Jon stands in the courtyard with two of his brothers, Robb and Bran. Bran is practicing his archery. "Father's watching. And your mother," Jon tells him.
Bran's shot goes wide, which prompts laughter from Robb and Jon.
"And which one of you was a marksman at ten?" This from their father.
Some advice from them this time -- not to think too hard from Jon, and to relax his bow arm from Robb -- and this time there's an arrow hitting the center of the target. Only it wasn't fired by Bran; it was their sister Arya who hit the target. This gets more laughter from Robb and Jon as Bran chases Arya.
As their father leaves to tend to some business, Robb collects stray arrows, and Jon returns the arrows to where they belong, the memory ends with Jon looking up to see his father's wife staring down at him.
The memory is in the courtyard of a stone keep, still surrounded by green and not yet covered by the snow of the coming winter. Jon stands in the courtyard with two of his brothers, Robb and Bran. Bran is practicing his archery. "Father's watching. And your mother," Jon tells him.
Bran's shot goes wide, which prompts laughter from Robb and Jon.
"And which one of you was a marksman at ten?" This from their father.
Some advice from them this time -- not to think too hard from Jon, and to relax his bow arm from Robb -- and this time there's an arrow hitting the center of the target. Only it wasn't fired by Bran; it was their sister Arya who hit the target. This gets more laughter from Robb and Jon as Bran chases Arya.
As their father leaves to tend to some business, Robb collects stray arrows, and Jon returns the arrows to where they belong, the memory ends with Jon looking up to see his father's wife staring down at him.
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You're a very good man, Jon. And I, personally, will see to it you come down from the Wall to sit at my right hand when the king visits. Bran's promised, once all is in order.
[it'd be so easy, too, what with the fast transit system they had installed.]
Winterfell will always be your home. And you will always be my family.
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[This is still a lot for him to take in. Bran being the king now, and the fact that he himself should be but never will, and not being sure how he feels about that, either. At least Bran will be a better king than the Barratheons or the Lannisters ever were.]
I expect that it will be a benefit to Winterfell to have an ally in the one place that's farther north than you are.
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Be wary if you bring Tormund with you, as Ser Brienne will surely accompany Bran-- she is captain of his Kingsguard, now.
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Ser Brienne? She's got a knighthood now?
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She does. Jaime Lannister knighted her, the night before the battle.
[She looks him over, frowning slightly.] Are members of the Knight's Watch able to be knighted? You hold no titles, but to be knighted is an honor.
[Do you want to be knighted, Jon? Don't say you don't want it.]
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[He doesn't actually know how to answer that. That would be something to ask the maester...if they ever find a new one.]
Some of the men who come to the Wall had knighthoods when the joined the Watch, and they're not stripped of that when they take the oath. I've never heard of anyone receiving a knighthood after they join.
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[She shakes her head. So many years and years of conflict and fear over something that paled in comparison to the true darkness beyond the Wall.]
Then I see no reason one cannot receive one. [And, as some would say: she does what she wants. She looks over at him side-long with a sly grin.]
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[He recognizes that look, Sansa.]
Is this another case of the Starks doing whatever they want?
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Shall we wait until your return to Winterfell?
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[He doesn't go anywhere without it. It's even within arm's reach when he sleeps.]
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Can you get it?
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[Not even ten minutes later, he's back with Longclaw.]
Here we are. One sword.
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[She moved to him, holding her hand out for the pommel. Swords were not her strong suit. But she was sure she could manage one for knighting someone.]
Shall we?
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[He holds it out to her so she can draw it, then kneels in front of her.]
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[She draws the sword from it's sheath. It's heavy, heavier than she expected, and the surprise registers on her face, and in her arm. Still, there is not much swinging she needs to do with it. Using both hands, she places it on Jon's right shoulder.]
Kneel, Jon Snow. In the name of the Warrior, I charge you to be brave. In the name of the Father, I charge you to be just. In the name of the Mother, I charge you to defend the innocent. [Now expecting the weight, she moves the sword from one shoulder to another, alternating with each sentence as she finishes out the rest of the oath.]
Arise, Ser Jon Snow, a Knight of the North, and Watcher on the Wall.
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He stands when she's finished.]
I'll serve the North well.
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[She looks at him, smiling as wide as she can. He looks so handsome.]
You are a True Knight, in every sense of the word. [she leans forward, and presses a chaste kiss to his forehead.] I’m so proud of you.
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[He has no doubt of that at all.]
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[she can’t stop smiling at him]
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