That's [awful. miserable. lonely. not so different from the world of the night's watch.] not fair. Children need families, not just...parents.
[he's quiet for a little while, gazing into his beer. was it really so long ago that he'd told melisandre he had no sisters? but never in his heart. my thoughts are my own. sometimes he thinks he should never have left winterfell. but then he'd never have met ygritte, or made peace with the wildlings...the north could be worse off than it already is. he shakes his head.]
She's not my sister. Not by blood. Her father took me when my mother, his sister, died. I was a baby. My father...was killed. His whole family. My trueborn brother was just a year old. My uncle Eddard Stark told everybody I was his--even me, when I was old enough. He never said who the mother was. Sansa and I, my foster siblings, we don't even have the same name. She's a Stark, and I'm just a Snow. We thought it'd be safer not to tell anyone, in case someone from our world--our country--was here. If people knew who my blood father was, it could be...difficult.
[he lifts his head, gives her a sardonic half-smile.]
I've only told that to one other person, aside from my sisters--cousins. [jon nods at the potatoes] He gave me ice cream.
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That's [awful. miserable. lonely. not so different from the world of the night's watch.] not fair. Children need families, not just...parents.
[he's quiet for a little while, gazing into his beer. was it really so long ago that he'd told melisandre he had no sisters? but never in his heart. my thoughts are my own. sometimes he thinks he should never have left winterfell. but then he'd never have met ygritte, or made peace with the wildlings...the north could be worse off than it already is. he shakes his head.]
She's not my sister. Not by blood. Her father took me when my mother, his sister, died. I was a baby. My father...was killed. His whole family. My trueborn brother was just a year old. My uncle Eddard Stark told everybody I was his--even me, when I was old enough. He never said who the mother was. Sansa and I, my foster siblings, we don't even have the same name. She's a Stark, and I'm just a Snow. We thought it'd be safer not to tell anyone, in case someone from our world--our country--was here. If people knew who my blood father was, it could be...difficult.
[he lifts his head, gives her a sardonic half-smile.]
I've only told that to one other person, aside from my sisters--cousins. [jon nods at the potatoes] He gave me ice cream.