A Bastard Son

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                  “—— You should have left the black cloak somewhere,                    It’s quite to easy to know where you come from" She finally                    spoke when she considered the man was closer enough to her.

When Jon had read the message that had brought him a raven that his brother Robb Stark was stabbed at his own wedding, betrayed by his own men who had ridden with him in the war against the Lannisters, could stop him anything or anyone. Again he had broken his oath. Immediately he was swinging on his horse, with only Ghost as an accompaniment. His desire for revenge climbed far. It almost threatened him eat up from the inside out. Jon had a long journey. A journey across the sea. Ghost had given him a second of his side. As a man who had nothing left to lose, he stepped closer to her His eyes went before a moment to Ser Barristan and then back to her. Beautifully, with silver hair. Jon went on his knees. His sword he drew from its sheath and laid it before him on the ground. ''I have traveled a very long time to be here, Your Highness. My name is Jon Snow. I thank you to reception me.''

Kit Harington: “My name now means ‘d*ck‘…“

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( adapted from dw’s heart meme. )

He don’t like people messing with his wives.

“There will come a day after a long summer when the stars bleed and the cold breath of darkness falls heavy on the world. In this dread hour a warrior shall draw from the fire a burning sword. And that sword shall be Lightbringer, the Red Sword of Heroes, and he who clasps it shall be Azor Ahai come again, and the darkness shall flee before him.”

I’m always accused that I wear too much black. I love wearing black.

Kit Harington photographed by Rob Greig.

she will be the death of you, and you will be hers