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Genjo stood with his brothers, helping Bran practice his archery, he watches his younger brother get frustrated when he misses. The silent boy looks down when he feels a tug on his, seeing the wild hair of Rickon, the boy raises his arms causing genjo to tilt his head, 'you want to come up, little wolf', he signs slowly but Rickon was nodding his head before he finished, so with a smile Genjo lifted his brother up, holing him on his hip. The two brothers laugh when Bran misses the target again.
"And which one of you was a marksman at ten?", their fathers voice cuts their laughter off, "keep practicing, Bran. Go on", Jon and Robb instantly began giving him some pointers.
"Don't think too much, Bran"
"Relax your bow arm"
Bran takes a breath and pulls an arrow back, before he can release another arrow hits the bullseye, all heads snap to the shooter, seeing Arya holding a bow, the girl bows and Bran chases her, the rest of the family fall into laughter, the boys telling Bran to run faster.
Genjo looks up to the balcony where his mother and father stand, watching Rodrick Cassel and Theon Greyjoy approach them, scrolls in hand, Theon comes down to Genjo, "a deserter from the nights watch, you're father needs you to come with him", the boy nods going to put Rickon down, he turns to see Bran going to a horse so walks to his brother.
'It'll be over fast, you just have to watch', Bran stares at his brothers hands as they sign, 'it's our duty as Starks to do this', the younger nods, though he is still uncomfortable at the thought of watching a man die.
Soon they are all gathered at the execution block, watching a wiry blonde boy be dragged before lord Stark, Genjo listens to what the boy says, a certain sentence stands out, "I know what I saw. I saw the white walkers. People need to know", Genjos face stays stony, but his mind whirs, White Walkers have been gone for centuries, they're now just tales to scare children into behaving, he remembers the stories old nan used to tell him. He watches his father raise his sword, Ice, before bringing it down, chopping of the deserters head, the group then begins to travel back to Winterfell.
On the way back, they come across a dead stag, Jon slowly walks towards it, followed by Robb and Theon, "what is it?" the bastard asks.
Theon looks dismissive at the creature, "mountain lion?"
Genjos crouches beside the animal, then looks to Theon 'no, there's no mountain lions in our woods', he takes out his twin blades and begins to search the area, when he comes across a direwolf, dying, her crying pups beside her.
"It's a freak"
Ned cuts Theons voice off, "it's a direwolf", he glances to Rodrick Cassel, "tough old beast", he then pulls the snapped antler from her stomach.
Robb looks at the animal, confused "there are no dire wolves south of the wall"
"Now there are six", Jon picks a pup up and hands it to Bran, the boy instantly cuddling the small creature.
He looks to his father, "where will they go? Their mothers dead"
Rodrick looks to Ned, "they don't belong down here"
Ned agrees, nodding "better a quick death. They won't last without their mother"
Theon grabs the pup from Brans arms, pulling a dagger out, "right. Give it here", he goes to kill the pup, making Brans eyes widen.
"No!"
Robb looks at the ward, disgusted "put away your blade", Theon looks back defiant.
"I take order from your father, not you", this causes Genjo to step forward, eyes coldly staring into Theons, who backs away from the glare.
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Silent Wolf - Game of Thrones
FanfictionBorn mute, Genjo Stark had always had a hard time in life. Without words he focused on the art of war. Strategy, combat, politics. He was ready to help his brother and in being heir to Winterfell. However, the beauty he was graced with, turns out to...