"Tell them your name"
"Samwell Tarly." A chubby man said to Jonn and the others. "Of Hornhill, well I was of Hornhill, but I come to take the black." He smiled.
"Come to take the black pudding." A few people laughed but Jonn didn't.
"Well you couldn't be any worse than you look." But little did he know that Samwell, was. Infact the second he got touched by the sword he fell to the ground yielding.
As another man started simultaneously hitting Samwell, Jonn looked away troubled at the scene.
"Enough!" Jon shouted. "He yielded!"
"Looks like the bastards in love" The man joked.
The others fought Jon to get to Samwell, then yielded. Jon and Samwell had to soon go to the armory to clean up.
As the time went on Sophia was finally healed, although she does not remember her accident and she remembers little from her memories because of her fall.
She walked down the hallways of the castle with Stansa talking about what would happen if she gave birth to all girls.
"Everyone would hate me."
"Sansa, don't be ridiculous! Nobody would hate you, and those who may would be stupid!" Sophia exclaimed.
The two stopped talking and looked around the castle grounds.
Although, soon Sansa looked upon Sophia.
"Do you still not remember much?"
"No not much, I cant remember anything on the accident, and the only things I remember from Winterfell are clouded."
"So do you remember Jonn?"
"Roughly, yes." Sophia slightly laughed. "I remember how I used to have a crush on him-well I say used to, I still do. Although sometimes I think it's a bit more than that. But he's at the wall, and I'm here."
"You've never told me that before. How long have you…?"
"Since I can remember, I roughly remember him giving me something before he left. But I don't know where it is. I placed it under my mattress and on the windowsill for safe keeping, and now it's gone."
"I'm sure you've just misplaced it." Sansa smiled.
During the nightswatch that evening, Jonn stood with Samwell.
"I don't like high places"
" You cant fight, you cant see, youre afraid of heights and most other things. What are you doing here Sam?" Jon said.
Sam started to explain the reasons to why he took the black, Jon stood there shocked.
"So why are you here? I'm sure you had a perfect life."
"I had a rose in winter, and sometimes its best to let the rose go because youre just a thorn overall." Jon said looking out to the whiteness beyond the wall.
Prince Joffrey entered Lady Sophia's rooms while she was sleeping. He looked between every drawer and every corner. Desperately trying to find any left over items of Jon Snow. Reasons being that when Sophia was unconscience he found himself in her room, and he came upon her beautiful rose. Knowing that she would not of found it herself, he realized that it was given to her by someone.
Someone that is keeping her from him.
And once he found Sophia's rose he soon found her rose carved dagger. Joffrey, angered searched high and low for any letters she may have to or for Jon Snow.
Joffrey over heard Sophia and Sansa's conversation before and found out the name of the bastard son.
And if he has to, he will kill Eddard Stark's bastard.
"No one but me will have Sophia Rentour." He whispered.
The next day Ned made Sophia go to the market with him to go to the blacksmiths, she persisted that she should stay in bed but he refused.
As they made it to the blacksmiths, Sophia stood backwards as Ned and the blacksmith spoke. It wasn't until Sophia heard talk about the younger boy who looked her age that she started to listen.
"I'd like to speak to the boy also."
"Gendry." The Blacksmith yelled. "Here he is, strong for his age. Works hard." It wasn't till then when Sophia saw the boy. He was fairly muscular, dark hair and was rather dirty, but she felt a connection as he looked into her eyes. Although she quickly looked away, feeling her cheeks heaten up.
"Show the hand the helmet you made lad."
Gendry went to pick up a helmet in the shape of an ox.
"This is fine work."
"It's not for sale." Gendry said whilst intently staring at Sophia.
"Boy this is the hand of the king!"
"I made it for me." Sophia laughed at this. The boy obviously had guts to speak to a high classed man in this respect.
"Forgive him my lord."
"There is nothing to forgive." Ned turned to me and said, "Sophia would you mind waiting outside whilst I talk privately?"
"Of course. It was nice meeting you both." She smiled politely to the blacksmith and 'Gendry'.
"Pleasures all mine." Gendry smiled to her.
"I know for a fact some of the officers go to that brothel." Samwell said.
"I don't doubt it." Jon said whilst scrubbing.
"Don't you think it's a little unfair, making us take our vows while they sneak off for a little sally on the side? Silly isn't is? We cant defenc the wall unless were celibate. Obsurd!"
"Wouldn't think youd be so upset about it." Jon said.
"I like girls just as much as you do, I've never..been with one. You've probably had hundreds."
"No, as a matter of fact. The same as you. There was this one girl though, too good for me. We grew up together, oh I loved her."
'"Loved?"
"Well I still do, but what exactly can a bastard like me give a Lady like her? My bastard name? No, she can do better."
"What's her name?" Samwell asked, interested.
"Sophia Rentour. She's the most beautiful girl you will ever lay eyes on."
"What hair?"
"Brunette." And with the image of Sophia fresh in Jonn's head he got to work with a smile on his face.
"When did you realize? You know you loved her?"
"Probably when we were toddlers, her parents were under attack and she got sent to our house. We grew up together, we always told each other how we were going to marry each other. At one point we even had a fake little wedding. But it was when we turned 13 I realized my feelings weren't just a little crush anymore, I started to distance myself from her a bit, but it was so hard! I remember one time Robb, my brother took me and Theon to a brothel."
"And did you?"
"No." Jon shook his head and turned away.
"Did you not know where to put it?"
"I knew where to put it! I just wanted to…save it. For someone special. For Sophia, but now…that will never happen."
Samwell decided to leave Jonn alone to think to himself.