Chapter 17: North

It was already dawn when I was awaken by the rudeness of his voice.

"You get up in haste, slave-girl. We'll head back to North. Now, move your arse!"
He yelled at me, thrown in front of me was his fur coat he usually wore in Winterfell.

"Wear that thing so you would not freeze to death during the ride." he coldly told her and went out of the chamber.

I hastily put the coat around my shoulders and smelled it. It was the fresh-manly scent of Jon Snow and I have always loved his smell.

"Slave-girl!" his impatient voice boomed outside the chamber.

I moved in haste and picked up his things.

I silently smiled and felt a sudden warmth in my heart since it was the second time he showed compassion towards me. The first time was when Ramsay introduced me to him in front of Winterfell gates.

"Jon was not that rude after all." I muttered to myself. A sweet smile was formed on my lips as I finally left the chamber of Casterly Rock Castle, silently followed Jon and Sam who stood at the edge of the corridor, as if they waited for me to come out.

As we arrived at the large courtyard of the Castle, the Lannisters were already there waiting for us.

I saw Jon's Northsmen were very busy tending the horses in preparation of our leave while the other Winterfell servants were with Lady Sansa who stood in front of Queen Cersei, the two seems to have a serious talk.

But they stopped when Jon stood next to Sansa,bidded goodbye to the Queen,Tywin,Tyrion and Jaime.

"Have a safe ride back home, Lord Snow and Lady Sansa." Lord Tywin said.

"Thank you,Lord Tywin. It's been a great pleasure you have received and treated us very well in our stay here." Sansa smiled to Lord Tywin. "Your highness, thank you so much." and to the Queen.

"May the Gods keep you safe in your journey back home, child." Queen Cersei kissed Sansa's cheeks.

"Lord Snow..wait!" I froze when I saw Princess Myrcella ran towards Jon's direction. Almost everyone went silent when the Princess hugged Jon. The young Lord never expected her gesture, so he was also stunned for a second.

"Have a safe ride, Jon." she sweetly muttered to him.

"Thank you, Princess. Take care of yourself, too." Jon whispered to her.

"Wait for me at Winterfell,Jon." the Princess kissed Jon's cheek.

I could not dare look at them. It was too painful for me to see since they both bidded goodbye to each other but the longing and love from the Princess' eyes were pretty obvious. And Jon, I could not fathom his expression. But he smiled sweetly to Princess Myrcella and gracefully bowed to her and kissed her hands.

My heart was torn into shreds at the sight. Yes, I was jealous. But I do not have the right to feel it.
Jon was not mine.
I was just a servant and it was very obvious the big difference between me and the Princess. Who else would rather Jon choose?

It would be the Princess, of course!

She's everything a man like Jon could ask for.

"Take care young lady and pursue what is rightfully yours." I froze when I heard what the halfman had said. He was intently staring at me when he uttered those words.

"Lord Tyrion--" I uttered. I never noticed my eyes became misty, I simply wiped it at the back of my hand.

"We'll head back now." Jon had cut my words. He was now staring at me in a sharp manner and to Lord Tyrion.
He had swiftly mounted on his horse. He motioned me to follow Lady Sansa towards the horse carriage.

"R-right away, my Lord."
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