Bran
They had forgotten about him he was the three eyed raven the one entity who had the chance of helping the living win against the dead and they had forgotten about him in the winterfell courtyard. Did everyone forget that his legs no longer work and with all the snow around him he could not possibly roll around in his wheelchair by himself. I have never missed Meera more than I do at this moment she would never have forgotten that he was left here but he had been rude to her in an attempt to get away from winterfell so she would be safe when the battle finally happened. A part of him thought about calling for help but instead he found he was too proud to call some random stranger to help him he was Brandon Stark named after the man who built the greatest structure man had ever seen, he had survived the loss of his legs, he had journeyed beyond the wall and fulfilled his destiny and this was his home most of the people here were sworn to his family surely one of them would realize he was stuck and help him but alas nobody had come. Sam finally popped up to talk to him learning the death of his family yeah the guy thought he had problems when he was stuck in this freezing weather help me out you pile of skin Bran thought maybe if I tell him to tell Jon the truth he will roll me away from here. It's time to tell Jon the truth, wait shouldn't you tell him your his brother Jon is downstairs in the crypts how am I supposed to get down there you idiot is what I wanted to say instead I just said he trusts you more then anyone go tell him Sam walked off not caring at all about getting me out of this predicament I was wrong he was not a good man. Finally across the courtyard I saw Jaime when his eyes made contact with mine I felt some small hope finally maybe at least he will remember me instead he freaked out and ran in the other direction I sighed I was never going to leave this spot.