THERE WAS SOMETHING FREEING ABOUT BEING THIS FAR NORTH . so different was the landscape , the people , that it felt almost as if her past could not find her here . katherynne had been wandering ( albeit , rather idly , ) with the intent to locate her sister . katherynne had welcomed the trip for many reasons , but the opportunity to be close with her sister had seemed to outweigh most of them in her mind . rather than finding her sister , she stumbled upon an old friend instead .
❛ lord remus - ❜ she calls . the vastness of winterfell & emptiness of its surrounding land seems to require a louder voice . caught up in her enthusiasm , she nearly forgets her courtesies. quickly , she bobs into an uneven curtsy , weighed down by unusual furs . the lord tyrell & katherynne had spent a significant amount of time together in their youth - - it was no secret that many had expected them to wed . how different her life might have been . she pushes past the typical pleasantries - ( how was your journey . are you well ? ) to posit a more pressing question . ❛ in my brief time in winterfell , i’ve come to learn that there are only two classes of people : those who find the cold bothersome & unsettling , and those who find it bracing . i must know , which are you ? ❜
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