Aenys and Drago tilted their heads looking to dress shaking their heads “Mama I don’t think that is you and why do I have to go. Jon doesn’t.” Drago the little dragon nodded and made a screech in approval.

“you’re as stubborn as the rest of us. i highly recommend  against this. it’ll only lead to disaster.”

Aenys II ran through Winterfell squealing with joy as him and Jon played with wooden swords. Though while they played, they accidentally ran into some ladies of nobility. The two boys ran for it trying to escape from the scowls and shouts, taking refuge in the kitchens. Aenys only came out when he heard his mother’s voice calling to him, the child came out and waved smiling toothily “Momma in here.” 

     “You’re Lyanna -- Right?”       She’d pretend she didn’t       know who she was, just       so that she didn’t make       a fool out of herself. Or       maybe she’d make a fool       out of herself for not knowing.       There was no going back now. 

“Well, I’m glad it’s not just me they were chasing. It’d be a bit much just for little old me,” Alla said, glancing at the other woman who’d ducked into the building away from the flashing cameras. Lyanna Stark had the fancy family ties too as well as being a star in her own right; no wonder there’d been so damn many with both of them around.

But for once, nerves made her bolder so that when she saw Lyanna Stark also waiting for someone, she heard herself saying, “You must be used to this by now.”

“I didn’t do anything! Jon and I were just rough housing that’s all.” Robb turned back to see Jon clutching his nose with a bloody rag. “Okay. I hit him a little too hard. But he called me ‘pretty boy!’”

     Not sure it quite counts as a demon, but he definitely still has some hang-ups over his childhood; a general dislike of having to discuss it or his parents, and not quite trusting parents in general. And, of course, his predisposition towards buying whores, he never much escapes that one, but mostly because he doesn’t see a reason to. Oh, I’m sure there’s some little demon telling him he’s unlovable, incapable of having a family or proper lover, that sort of thing, but at some point in most of his relationships, that would go somewhat easily away (even if it does take a while).