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Ch 45 Reunion Part 2
🕑 Added 2023-11-09 13:31:14 +0000 UTC"... And that was how Queen Nymeria led her surviving people on Ten Thousand Ships across the narrow sea to Westeross during the Spice War..." Jon finished in a soothing tone, braely above a whipser. He closed the book that he was reading from, it was one of his gifts that he had bought from Oldtown.
Jon was sitting on a small chair between two small beds, the same that he and Robb used to occupy when they were little. But at the moment they were being used by the next wolves, with Bran on the left side, who had already gone to sleep at the start of the story reading, and Arya on the right side.
Jon slowly tiptoed to Arya's bedside, and closely looked at her face suspiciously for a few seconds checking to see if she'll squirm and give herself away but thankfully nothing like that happened as it seems the little wolf had finally gone to sleep.
"I think she's already asleep..." a whisper came from behind him, and Jon turned around to find his other student, Emilia, standing against the door with an amused smile on her face. Jon waved his hand at her to keep quite before slowly lurking towards the door.
"Well, she's already faked it two time before, so I just had to be sure..." Jon said in a hushed voice while closing the door behind him.
The little girl hadn't left his side since the moment he had set foot inside Winterfell. She knew that she did wrong by running away and making her parents worry and that she would surely be scolded and punished for it especially by her mother, so she stuck by him for the whole time... probably hoping to use him as a shield.
Which seems to have worked for the moment as the moment she laid eyes on him, all of Lady Stark's displeasure and her scrutinizing glares had been automatically transferred to him.
And even when she occasionally caught sight of Arya, she didn't do anything more than send a few glares at her that promised future scolding. Because if there was one thing in the world that Catelyn hated more than anything... then it was when she lost her temper, especially in front of Jon.
Jon guessed that it was probably a trauma from all his childhood pranks.
"You're quite scared of her, Aren't you?" Emilia asked with a smile when she saw him being so careful so as to not wake up the little critter.
"Terrified!" Jon said with a fake shudder before he grinned widely and asked her, "Now tell me, How are you doing, little Emy? How is life as the Lady Stark's assistant treating you?" he hadn't been able to talk her too much with her when they met at the gates before, because he was too busy greeting his family.
"There no such thing as an "assistant"," Emilia said with air quotes, a habit she'd picked up from him, "I am more of an helper... most of the time I just follow her around and help her as she goes about doing all the tasks that she has to do to manage the castle. For the rest, I am mostly babysitting your sisters, and teaching them their number, stitching and most recently... about the Faith," she glared at him at that last bit as if it was his fault, "While there's nothing exciting about it... I get to learn a lot so I am quite happy with it..."
"No! No! I am not asking you about those mundane things," Jon said shaking his head with gleaming eyes, "I am asking you if there were any embarrassing stuff that you found out about her... like if she ever tripped absentmindedly, or if she ever picked her nose when she thought no one was looking, or if she ever stole treats from the kitchen... you know, all the juicy details, things I can use against her," he finished with a villainous giggle.
"There are no such things," she replied while looking at him with an exasperated expression, "And even if there were, I wouldn't tell you..."
"What? Why?!" Jon asked with an overdramatic betrayed expression.
"Well... because I like her... and I think she's quite fond of me too..." Emily shrugged with a small smile, "We spend most of the day together, and she teaches me all kinds of things and she even takes me with her when she goes to pray in the Sept... which is quite soothing, in fact, I think I've taken quite a liking to the Seven pointed star and the Faith because of her..."
"Y-You! You Traitor!" Jon breathed with an exaggerated shocked expression, "Here I thought that I finally got my spy beside her, but it turns out that the Evil Southern Lady was just too smart for you," he looked at her with a disappointed expression, "I don't know how she managed to entrall you to her side but... I expected more from you, my student..."
"Yeah right!" Emilia nodded her head sarcastically, "I have already been charmed by her, but don't worry too much, I'll try my best not to spill too many of your secrets..."
"You shouldn't and remember the most important thing is..." Jon said while grabbing her shoulders with a serious expression, "That whatever you do, don't let her turn you into a septa..."
Emilia rolled her eyes but still nodded her head, "I won't, I promise..."
"Thank you..." Jon sighed in relief, "And also please don't pick any of her bad habits, particularly the one where she makes that expression, you know, the one when she scrunches up her nose and her mouth curls up as if she smelled something funny," he helpfully accompanied his explanation by making a face as similar to pig as he could.
"Pfft... and then you wonder why she hates you so much," Emiia snorted while shaking her head with a small smile.
"HeHe..." Jon smiled before he suddenly remembered someone he had forgotten about until now, "Oh! That reminds me, How is our other resident Southerner doing?"
"Who? Oh! You're talking about Sam!" Emily said and continued after he nodded, "To be honest I don't know much about him since, most of the time he's either in the Library reading a book or with Maester Luwin in his tower, either helping him or asking him questions, I think the Old Maester is quite delighted to have some company, so he's should be doing fine for the most part..."
"What do you mean "for the most part" ?"
"Didn't you place some kind of restriction on him before you left him here? You know, about how he needs to spend about half the time that he reads in library, training in the courtyard..."
"Ah! I did do something that..." Jon said with an enlightened expression, he remembered that when he had seen the ecstatic expression on Sam's face at the sight of Winterfell's Library, he knew that if it was left to him he would spend all his time in there so he had placed that restriction on him to help him with his abysmal body as well as his martial skill, hoping that the lure of books will at least make him try.
"Well the boy was quite half-hearted and slacked a lot when he first joined the courtyard at least until... Becca caught sight of him during her training, and she was absolutely flabbergasted at seeing him blundering around like that, so she decided to take him under her wing and made sure that his form is correct and he's not just going to through the motion..."
"Something like that happened...huh," Jon said with a weird expression, "To be honest... I had just been hoping for him to get into the habit of regularly using his body... so this quite the happy coincidence,"
"Yeah... while I am sure he's quite miserable under her, he also a lot more healthier than before," Emily nodded her slightly, "In fact, even though it hasn't been that long, Becca told me that he gotten quite good with an axe..."
"Is that so..." Jon murmured with narrowed eyes, he was wondering if the boy was already ready to accompany him on his adventure. Because he could definitely use someone, who could read and write and someone who had gotten the basic noble education, for his future plans in the Esoos.
"Oh! No! I completely forgot!" Emilia suddenly exclaimed with a panicked expression, "You need to go to the Lord's Solar, Quickly!"
"Huh? What?"
"Lord Stark asked me to call but it completely skipped my mind because of all your questions," Emily said while hastily pushing him towards the stairs, "Now, quickly go! They are waiting for you,"
'Who's they?" Jon wondered while going towards the stairs leading towards the his father's solar.
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