[It is something she sympathizes with. Granted, her khalasar had ridden with her for many moons, as had Jorah and the Unsullied and Barristan (Gods rest his soul). She’d built a family from nothing.
She remembered what it was like, to yearn for the familiar. Even when the familiar was poison.]
Yes. I imagine that was very hard for you, and for Lady Sansa.
[She understands a bit better why the North might balk at Jon’s decision to bend the knee without consultation, though it does not endear her to his denial any better. There was too much at stake for them to be so stubborn in the matters of sovereignty.]
Forgive me. I should not have pried.
[Ultimately, it amounted to nothing, and only made Jon relive that which could not be altered.]
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She remembered what it was like, to yearn for the familiar. Even when the familiar was poison.]
Yes. I imagine that was very hard for you, and for Lady Sansa.
[She understands a bit better why the North might balk at Jon’s decision to bend the knee without consultation, though it does not endear her to his denial any better. There was too much at stake for them to be so stubborn in the matters of sovereignty.]
Forgive me. I should not have pried.
[Ultimately, it amounted to nothing, and only made Jon relive that which could not be altered.]