The Wolf & The Tiger - GOT

Chapter 7: Winterfell's Feast

Third Person's POV

The music played merrily within the Great
Hall of Winterfell as all of it's people feasted within the confines of its great walls.

Laughter, feasting and drinking were aplenty amongst the crowded guests, and one King Robert Baratheon was right in the thick of it, successfully managing to use his kingly status to seduce a serving maid for a fuck that very night, kissing the maid on the lips right in full view of Queen Cersei Lannister, who only looked at her husband coldly, not even an ounce of love nor hurt in her eyes.

More like disgust, becoming more prevalent by the second, within those emerald green orbs.

Hariasa sat next to Robb, eying the King with a disapproving look. One thing she didn't like was a man cheating on his wife. Or the wife cheating on her husband. Though she is aware that some are trapped in a loveless marriage. The Young Tigress is blessed to be married to someone close to her age and that she's not trapped in that kind of marriage. Her husband loves her and she loves him. And they are happy.

The wife of Robb Stark looks around and doesn't see Jon. "Where's Jon?"

"Out in the courtyard." Robb replied. "I tried to get mother to let him attend, saying that the king will not mind, but..."

"I understand. I'm going to go check on him. Be right back." She kissed on the cheeks and leaves. Grabbing her cloak.

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Jon constantly struck the training dummy with the training sword Mikken had given him for the night, trying to work out the frustration and anger at not being included in the feast along with his siblings the only way he knew how; by striking a dummy with a sword.

The strapping young lad continued his swings until Hariasa arrived with food and drinks in hand. No point in letting him starve. All she had to do was go into the kitchen and the cook was more than happy to provide, once you ask them nicely of course. "If you're going keep hitting that thing, at least do it with a full stomach." Jon's dark eyes found themselves on the wife of his half brother. Hariasa is more kind to him and treats him like a decent human being. And the two have sparred and Jon thinks he's getting close into matching her swordplay. "I don't even think about saying no. You know can't continue without an empty belly." She said sternly.

Feeling defeated, Jon takes some and eats. "You came to check on me?"

"More like get away from the royal family for a bit." Hariasa replied to Jon's question. "Better?"

Jon nodded after finishing the food and drink. "If you'll excuse me." Jon goes back to hacking and slashing.

The Young Tigress' eyes turned to the gates when she heard the galloping of a horse, something Jon had missed, and a small smile formed on his face as she watched Jon's uncle, Benjen Stark, First Ranger of the Nights Watch, ride in, the man dressed all in black as was the uniform of the Black Brothers upon the Wall.

But he wasn't the only one that arrived. He came in with Hariasa's father, Ulfric Kenmar, Lord of Wintercity and Guardian of The Northern Dales, has arrived atop his Sabertooth Tiger, Blood-Fang.

"Is he dead yet?" The man asked loudly as he dismounted, causing Jon to turn around and see his uncle standing before him, the man quite recognizable with his iconic Stark features, similar to his father, Lord Eddard, and his younger half-sister Arya.

"I think he is Ben." Ulfric called him by his nickname.

"Uncle Benjen!" Jon called as he hugged his uncle tightly.

"Father!" The Young Tigress called as she hugged her father tightly.

"Hahaha! Ah you got bigger!" Benjen said as he looked at the Stark bastard.