Burning Ice

Chapter 6. A Plan

"And what do you want?" I asked.

"Going back home"

His answer broke my heart. In the end, we were just kids. Maybe we had been forced to grow up sooner than what we wanted or expected but we were still young people. Without family. We only had each other, but we didn't have a home. Our home had been occupied by a monster, it was a home we had to take back but we didn't even have the resources to do so.

"I have been thinking about what you said before, when we were up on the Wall" I looked at him curious when he said that. "I do want to go to Winterfell and take it back. I want to have Ramsay Bolton's head hanging from the walls. I want to sleep in my chambers. Jeyne... I just want to go home" He looked at me. "But I can't gather an army in one day and start a battle. That would be a bloodshed and wouldn't have a nice outcome for you or me. Actually, the best thing that could happen to us would be dying. The worst? Being captured by Bolton's bastard, being flayed, tortured or...raped in your case. And believe Jeyne when I say that I would rather dying every single day of my life before seeing you in that situation"

Once again, I was left speechless. I didn't expect him to say that. I never thought I would mean anything to him. He never showed it, and he didn't have to. After all, I was no one and he was still the son of a Eddard Stark. A bastard...but the son of a Lord. But everything had changed. Our names and our blood didn't matter anymore. Only our survival mattered and to get it we had to remain together. With a sigh, I placed a hand on his thigh gently.

"We will take it back, Jon..." I said "It doesn't matter the time it takes us. But we will go back home."

He took my hand and rubbed it for a moment before getting up and going to the latrine. I looked at the fire as my thoughts and memories went back to the Winterfell forest, to the times when everything seemed easier and simple.

"We should sleep"

Jon's voice took me out of my thoughts. I nodded and went to the bed, leaving the furs next to it and I sat on it, not really sure about how I should act. I had never thought I would share a bed with him. But there we were.

"You can take the left" He said before hanging his furs next to the door.

I nodded and laid down close to the stone wall. I observed how he lied down as well, on his back at first but soon he turned to lay on his side so we were looking at each other. Tiny smiles appeared on our faces when he covered us up.

"Better?" He whispered.

"Much better" I said in a whisper as well.

He rubbed my face slowly with his index finger before sighing. I bit my lip and closed my eyes before my head betrayed me and I said something I would regret afterwards. Probably he thought I had fallen asleep because soon I felt him moving closer to me and wrapping an arm around my waist.

The days went by in the Castle Black. Temperatures were colder and colder which was reflected on everyone's mood. I never had another situation like the one I had the first day, probably due to the fact that Ghost was always with me, at least every time Jon couldn't be with me. He was most of time reunited, talking about things he wouldn't tell me about. I just assumed it had something to do with what was coming from the North of the Wall.

"There you are"

I turned and saw Jon coming out of the cage that took him to the top of the Wall where I was. I had gotten used to coming up here every sunset just because of the views. I loved just standing there, with Ghost by my side, until the son disappeared in the horizon. I felt lucky to be able to see such thing.

"How was the meeting?" I asked smiling.

The relationship between Jon and I was like it used to be. We were friends, buddies. But there some differences in the shape of looks, touches or smiles. We didn't think too much about it but it was more and more obvious every night when we had to share the bed.