Jon Snow Imagines

The visit

"Milady perhaps the dress, it is improper to meet a potential ally in... amour." The elderly advisor sighed with disapproval as you finished dressing.

"Why should I wear a dress, and this isn't armour... well not completely." You told her as you climbed off the small step and let the handmaidens gather around you, your dire-wolf pushing through their skirts to nudge against your hand. "Besides, this Snow won't be in a dress, will he?"

"It is improper you are a woman and a potential suitor." She hissed.

"I do not have time for such nonsense, I have a kingdom to run." You sighed, following the lead handmaiden to the main hallway.

"Lady (Y/N)." The man you were meeting bowed. "I am Jon Snow..."

"I know who you are, I don't know what you want." You said as your dire-wolf sat by your feet, growling lightly at Jon whose eyes didn't leave him.

"Your land is newly discovered by Westeros, people will come and attempt to lay claim to it and as you are closest to Winterfell, my home... we feel it necessary to offer alliance." He explained.

"Necessary, out of fear or willingness to make new friends?" You drawled, unimpressed with his assumption that you'd even want an ally.

"Neither, respect." He countered, an answer you hadn't expected.

"The Lannister's have sent letters to me, offering marriage and security... what do you offer?" You pointed for him to sit down, the dark furred wold following closely, more deadly than the blade concealed in the skirt of your cloak.

"The Lannister's are not ones to be played, Milady." Jon cautioned. "If you would like we could send a squire and find a Maester to teach you about Westeros."

"I do not think we have what you'd call a Maester." You muttered. "We have scholars."

"Milady you are needed." Someone hurried in to call for you, leaving Jon to be shown around without you.

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"You have your own dire-wolf." You observed when you found Jon outside watching the bad weather swamp the courtyard.

"Had him since he was a pup, yours?" He asked.

"My father rescued him, some say he was once a great warrior others say he was just lost and my father found him." You smiled as the wolves sniffed each other, a warning growl leaving yours.

"Best to have people fear them I suppose." Jon sighed without looking at you.

"If the weather gets worse you will not be able to return to your Winterfell." You muttered as you joined him in looking over the castle grounds.

"I told Lady Stark I would not leave without your word." He chuckled and you nodded.

"This house is built to survive, not serve Lord Snow... we will not bow to you because you believe we should be as you are." You warned and he nodded.

"Then perhaps I should make a final offer and leave." He glanced at you and found you staring at him. "Winterfell could provide you with the means of teaching your people how to navigate Westeros."

"I could find my own way to do that." You replied slowly to which he nodded.

"But we may be the only house willing to do so for your word of alliance alone." He said nothing else as he politely bowed and started to leave with his dire-wolf trailing after him.

"Lord Snow... you have my word that I will consider your house, in the meantime, should you need my assistance a snow owl will be given to you... not much else can get up here in this weather."

"Thank you, Milady." He smiled and bowed again as he vanished from sight.