"I can't control there fear only my own."
When Jon Snow sails to hard-home to get the free folk on the other side of the wall he wasn't expecting there leaders to be a girl and one with magic at that, but also a very dark past.
Will Max fall In...
"Never apologize for saying what you feel. It's like saying sorry for being real."
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"We can't defend the north from the walkers, and the south from the Bolton's, if we wanna survive we need Winterfell, and to take Winterfell we need more men." Jon rants tossing a price onto the table from behind Sansa. Next to me Davos starts to speak.
"Aside from the Starks, and the Bolton's, the most powerful houses in the north are the Umbers, KarStarks, and the mannerlys." Davos says. A wildling wall into the room as he stands up and whispers into my ear saying. 'Max, it's you daughter, she snuck out of camp and came here, she's in the courtyard waiting for you.' He says quiet enough so only I And Tormund can hear. Me and him share and look before I nod and excuse myself. Leaving the room and walking down a few hall, I end up in the courtyard searching frantically for my daughter. Over on the left near the horses I see her shying away from everyone, and she looks around and when she spot me she sprints towards me and I do the same. We meet in the middle and I'm kneeling down in the dirt hugging her on the verge of tears.
"Mama, I missed you so much." She says and I can feel her tears and she hugs me tightly.
"I know, my girl I missed you too." I say as I let a single tear slip from my eye.
"Can I stay. With you please, I don't ever want you to leave again, I love you." She say pulling away look at me with pleading eyes.
"Of course." I say immediately hugging her again and lifting her in my arms. "Now lets get you something to eat." I say feeling her nod eagerly not letting go like if she does I will disappear. We get inside and I walk into the empty hall finding a seat in the corner and get her some bread and stew. She eats hungrily and I see some color return to her face by the time she's done I see from the window it's sundown and I'm about to get up and take her to my room when the hall door opens and in walks Jon, a worried look on his face, but when he spots me it turn into one of relief. Jon walks over and sits down next to me smiling. "Blaire, this is Jon Snow. My Husband." I say a little awkwardly unsure of how she will take it. But Blaire just smiles and holds out her hand, Jon looks to me and I nod, and he turns back to Blaire smiling shaking her hand as well. "It wonderful to meet you Blaire, I think we have a spare bed if you'd like to share a room with your mother." Jon says smiling looking at her. "Thank you so much that'd be nice." Blaire says says beaming.
After Blaire met Jon they got along pretty well. We end head to bed shortly after though and I woke up early to knocking on my door. Rolling out of the bed I open the door, and to my surprise Sansa stands there smiling with something on her arms.
"I made this for you. I noticed that you like red and I thought this would fit." She says looking down at her handy work before looking back up to me and handing it over.
"Thank you so much, but you didn't have too." I say not wanting to offend her. Taking it still I place it down on the table and lift it up admiring it. "It's beautiful." I speak again In awe at the work.
