A week passed since the incident, and Sansa felt never so miserable before. Jon didn´t talk to her the whole time. Since he left her room, he was avoiding her. She didn´t know what she did wrong to anger him. But she knew that this couldn´t go on like forever. She had to talk with him. She had to ask him why he wouldn´t want to see her. The only one who gave her company, was Sam or Gilly. Of course she felt happy to talk and dine with them, but she knew that deep in her heart, there was something missing. Someone. Jon. She missed him terribly. She missed their conversation, their laughing and mostly she missed his touches. He was always staying with her at night, till she was falling asleep. Playing with her hair, or stroking her cheeks.

But now, she was all alone. He wouldn´t come at night. Only Ghost. She knew that he sent him to her. To look after her. Or to keep her company, she assumed. Even if she loved Ghost, and was happy to have him here, she wanted him. She wanted him here. With her. That´s it, she thought. I won´t let him distract myself so much, I will confront him my displeasure. I will give him a piece of my mind.

Enough is enough.

She took the blanket away from her body, and stood up. Ghost awoke with the sound of her movement, and came immediately to her right side. He waited for her next step. She looked down at her white nightgown, and didn´t know if she should change it or not. It was tight around her body, and showed off her curves. The satin around her breast, pushed them up. Hiding nothing. I don´t care she thought, I will go like that. Should he be distracted, it would serve him right!

She put her slippers on, and went to her door. She opened it, and waited for Ghost to come. She didn´t need to wait long, he was waiting outside for her to lead them to their target. When she closed the door quietly, she saw two men from her guard across her door. Winterfells knights, she thought sadly. Of course he wouldn´t let her unguarded. Good, maybe he still cares. One of the men came with a concerned face to her.

"Milady. You can´t just leave your chamber in the middle of the night."

"And why not?" she asked boldly.

"Because it´s not safe for you. The Lord Commander told us to keep you safe, and that´s what we´re doing. You can´t just run around the corridors, it´s just not safe for a proper lady like you. There are many a men who wants to hurt you. Him. I beg of you to return to your chamber, Milady." the blonde man said, and waited for her answer.

"And I´m grateful for your efforts to keep me safe, but I have to go to Lord Starks room." why did I said it so directly? That was inappropriate. She thought regretfully.

"But the Lord Commander is asleep." said the man disturbed. He is afraid of him. What did she thought, of course they would be.

Even if they were Winterfells soldiers. Hers, cause she was the rightful heir. Queen in the north. They still followed his commands over hers. In their eyes he was more rightful to command as the only Stark men left. And he was a Lord Commander now.

He was their Commander, an authoritative person. After all, she saw it with her own eyes. How he threatened Lord Thorne, and tried to protect her from him. They do what he commands, that´s how it works. If you have power, people will fear you. She let her concerns not to drag her to deep and reminded herself what her first priority was. To reach Jon's chamber. She looked down at Ghost, and saw that he was impatiently waiting for them to go to him. She stroked his head. Me too, Ghost. She thought in her mind. She took a deep breath and tried again.

"I know that he commanded you to take care of me, and not to let me out. But I have to go to him, it´s very important. A family case. He won´t be angry at you, I will make sure of it. You have my word. Just let me go. You can escort me there if you want. And I have Ghost here." she reminded him, and waited for his answer. The man seemed troubled, but he didn´t want to deny her either.

"So be it, I hope for our own sake that he won´t be angry." he said, and pointed at the corridor. He tried not to look at her. Why doesn´t he look at me? Was this forbidden as well? She looked down at her, and got reminded of her lack of clothing. By the old gods, I forgot. She turned red and let her hair fell against her breast, to hide the shade of it. After a minute they stopped in front of Jon´s door. It wasn´t far away from hers, just at the end of the corridor. And still, the guard would not let her go alone there. She turned around to him, and said:

"Thank you. I appreciate it very much, I will tell him of your kindness."

"You are to kind, Milady. I will wait outside." he said and went across the door.

She nodded to him, and opened the door and let Ghost enter the chamber first.

When she closed the door, she noticed that the room was large. It was twice as hers. She went further in, and saw that the room was pitch dark. Only the moonlight shined through the window in. It was shining at him on the bed.

She went to his bed, and looked down at him. He was fast asleep. With one hand under the pillow and the other one under the blanket. His upper body was naked. That she could see. But before she could make another move, she saw a body pulling at her. She fell with her back on the pillow. Jon was hauling over her body, with a knife against her throat. That was fast, she thought. She tried to take the knife off his hand, but he wouldn´t let her.

"It´s me. Sansa." she said calmly. When Jon recognized her voice, he looked at her shockingly and took the knife immediately away.

"Are you hurt? I didn´t hurt you, or? I´m so sorry." he said concerned, and hold with both of his hands her face. As if to see, if there really wasn´t any scratches on her pretty face.

"No, you haven´t." she said only, and hugged him. She saw that she surprised him with it, but after a while he hugged her back.

"I have missed you so much. The whole week, was a torture."

Jon looked stunned at her, and didn´t answer straight back. He just took her words in. After a while he got the courage to answer her.

"Really?" he asked, and lay next to her at the right side of the bed. Turning his head towards her.

"Yes, that´s what I was saying or? Now could you tell me why you were avoiding me?"

"It wasn´t my intention to avoid you."

"Then please enlighten me Jon. What were your intentions?" she looked at him curiously, waiting for him to give her an honest answer.

"Look, I felt bad ok? It was my fault. I shouldn't have brought you here! You were not even a day here, and you were targeted because of me." he bursted out, and looked at her madly.

"But Jon, how can this be your fault? I wanted to come with you! And you saw, that he is not only targeting me, but also you and even others. He is a bully who is jealous of your position. And that is why he is lashing out on me, or the others. I mean he can´t really insulting you in front of the others. You are their Commander after all, so he must choose someone else who is close to you."

"You."

"Yes, me. And I don´t like it either." she took his right hand and stroked it softly, trying not to look at his eyes. If she would, he would see all the emotions on her face, and she didn´t want him to. So she looked away. As if he could sense her discomfort, he held her hand firmly.

"Sansa. Look at me. " she looked up immediately.

"You don´t need to be afraid of anything anymore. As long as I am with you, I will protect you."

She smiled. He was her black knight of the wall. Like in the songs.

"I know." she only said and stroked his cheek with her right hand. She saw him closing his eyes and knew that this was her only chance to be brave and bold.

She closed the distance between them and kissed him.