[ Dark has fallen, and Lyanna would much rather be outside where she can breathe than trapped within the walls of their feast. Some may have forgotten their homes in the merriment of it all, but not her.
There is a slight bite to the air, not unpleasant in the slightest but certainly unexpected. It reminds her of home, and for a moment it threatens to be too much. The North is so far away, after all, and it may well take a miracle to ever see Winterfell again. There is no denying that Lyanna is a Northerner at heart, half wolf herself at times, but she feels further away from that girl than ever before. And then she sees her brother.
She can't know for sure. He's older, much older than she'd ever remembered him, but there is so much of their father and mother in him that she is almost sure.
Almost.
The word sits in her throat for a moment, doubt plaguing the back of her mind. Of course she wants him to be here, but why would he be so much older unless by some trickery? Still, home is so far and she has been without for what feels like far too long that after a brief moment of silence, she raises her voice. ]
Ned.
[ It isn't a question. It should be, but she takes a determined stance instead, as if sheer willpower could make the hardened figure her brother. ]
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There is a slight bite to the air, not unpleasant in the slightest but certainly unexpected. It reminds her of home, and for a moment it threatens to be too much. The North is so far away, after all, and it may well take a miracle to ever see Winterfell again. There is no denying that Lyanna is a Northerner at heart, half wolf herself at times, but she feels further away from that girl than ever before. And then she sees her brother.
She can't know for sure. He's older, much older than she'd ever remembered him, but there is so much of their father and mother in him that she is almost sure.
Almost.
The word sits in her throat for a moment, doubt plaguing the back of her mind. Of course she wants him to be here, but why would he be so much older unless by some trickery? Still, home is so far and she has been without for what feels like far too long that after a brief moment of silence, she raises her voice. ]
Ned.
[ It isn't a question. It should be, but she takes a determined stance instead, as if sheer willpower could make the hardened figure her brother. ]