Exile // Jory Cassel (1)

12. Swords

'A sword for the wall?' Jaime questioned coming up to Jon.

'I already have one.' Jon told him. Jon had talked at length with his Aunt Caro and Uncle Benjen but he was still set on going. Especially with Ned and Caro going to the capital, he didn't have a place at winterfell anymore.

'Good man have you used it yet?' Jaime questioned looking over jon

'Of course I have.' Jon said.

'At someone I mean...' Jaime smirked. 'it's a strange thing the first time you cut a man.' Jamie told him 'when you realize we are nothing but sacks of meat flesh blood... Let me thank you ahead of time for protecting us from the powers against the wall Wildlings and white walkers and what not.' Jaime mused, 'the great wall could use good men like you protecting it.' Jamie said pulling Jon's hand closer before letting him go.

'We have guarded the kingdom for 8000 years.' Jon reminded him

'Is it we already?' Jaime questioned 'have you taken your vows then?'

'Soon enough' Jon answered

'Give my regards to the nights watch I'm sure they will be willing to serve such an elite force and if not... It's only for life.' Jamie added walking away.

"I see why you don't like Lannister's." Jon remarked softly when caro came up to him.

"Tyrion seems alright, hes headed to the wall with you." Caro told him.

"Is he?"

"To... I honestly don't know. But he's not staying and you can change your mind and come back with him all the way to the capital and save me, save me please Jon." Caro begged.
"You don't have to go." Jon reminded her as if Carolina would be apart from Jory that long. They had been together for years, even before they were wed or even together, Jory was at winterfell and had become part of the stark's daily lives. Caro couldn't imagine a day without him, let alone a moon away.

"You know I need him, like I need air to breathe." Caro told him. "Oh that's a nice little blade, let me guess," She smirked.

"Don't tell father." Jon begged.
"I wont, she will need it. We walking into the lions den." Caro told him.

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Arya was packing Nymeria, her wolf was helping her for she was headed to Kings Landing soon when Jon came in.

'Apparently I had to do it again.' arya told them 'my septa said that they were not folded properly so I have to do it again!' she sassed, 'who cares weather they are folded properly, they're going to get all messed up anyways!' she reminded him. "Auntie Caro doesn't care but no septa mordane had to come in and check it!' Arya let out an annoyed grunt.

'It's good you got help.' Jon remarked looking to her pup

'Watch.' arya said standing up straight, 'Nymeria. Gloves.' the dog just stared at her, arya tipped her head but Nymeria still didn't move.

'Impressive.' Jon answered

'Shut up.' Arya snapped. 'Nymeria. Gloves.' she shouted again and again the dog did not move 'dammit.'

'Arya I have something for you,' jon informed her. 'but it has to be packed very carefully.' Jon told her

'A present?' arya said excitedly

'Close the door.' Jon told her pulling out the blade he had created just for her. 'this is no toy.' he told her 'be careful you don't cut yourself.' she held it in her hands.

'it's so skinny.' she remarked

'So are you.' Jon told her. ''I had a blacksmith make it for you special,' Jon told her 'it won't work anyone's head off but it can poke anyone from holes if you're quick enough.'