Lost Artefacts

The Starks

Jon wasn't feeling too good, while it did relieve him a bit that his mother and cousin didn't think badly of him, it didn't help that they had forgiven him so easily when he had not yet forgiven himself, walking back to the inn after promising his mother that he wouldn't try and run Jon was considering breaking it but he knew if he did that he'd break his mothers heart, he knew he couldn't run he still had work to do here, and his family deserved to know how he was doing.

Trudging down the hill from the keep to Winter town Jon was going to go and get his stuff, hopefully Tyene and Missandei were both there so he could tell them about the situation and take them up to the keep.

'I don't know if maybe I should just leave them a note and go alone, getting caught by the family is difficult enough but having to see Tyenes smug 'I was right' face will be even worse' Jon thinks to himself as he trudges through Winter town.

'Maybe I should give her the daggers I stole, that could distract her from throwing it in my face that she was right' Jon considers.

'Nah save it for her name day it's not too far away now, it is quite fortunate that hers and Missandei's name day fall within the same moon' Jon thinks to himself.

Finally snapping out of his thoughts he approaches the inn they are staying at and he walks into the door, before doing anything he approaches the back where the innkeeper served drinks and sat down, signalling with the raising of his finger for a drink. He drops a few copper pennies in front of him which are quickly collected by the innkeeper, he then proceeds to pour a classic drink of the north, a black beer. When it was given to Jon he immediately takes a big gulp, it had been a while since he had a strong bitter beer, he had been getting used to the fruity and sour beers they usually had across the narrow sea, however nothing could beat the northern blend it kept you warm on the cold nights and was one of the few beers that could be made year round.

Signalling for another Jon sees Tyene and Missandei doing down from upstairs where the rooms of the Inn were, Tyene took one look at Jon who wasn't much of a day drinker and knew what had happened, though she could not keep the smug smile from her face, Jon looks away from her quickly silently cursing, she knew him too well at this point he knew he wouldn't be able to keep anything from her.

Seeing Jon turn away only made Tyenes grin wider as she skipped over in a childish fashion putting her chin on Jon's shoulder. Missandei who hadn't spent much time with them didn't know what was going on but she could tell something was wrong, the last time she saw Jon he was going to sneak into the library to get what they need and now he's here empty handed and drinking.

"So has the greatest thief in Essos finally met his match" Tyene whispers into his ear making Jon groan.

"Who was it that caught you, perhaps they had a pet dragon to keep guard or maybe the children of the forest hiding in the bookshelves, or perhaps the gods descended as they knew no mortal could possibly stop the mighty thief" Tyene says with great exaggeration, Jon thought he might cry, you could guarantee the next time Tyene messes up he'll be there to tease her about it.

"So tell me who stopped the greatest thief in history" Tyene says shaking Jon by the shoulders.

"Maester Luwin caught me..." Jon grumbles out as his second beer is placed in front of him, he quickly takes another sip of it. He can't already feel the catlike grin stretching on Tyenes face when she hears.

"Oh this Maester must have truly had the wisdom of the crone to be able to outwit the man who robbed the Iron bank" she says with mirth.

"Tyene I get the point, you were right I was wrong my family are happy I am here" Jon huffs out, though admitting he was wrong to Tyene almost felt as bad as the time his ribs were broken by that Warhammer.