"Oh," Benjen said, his lips falling to a pout. He had hoped that by finding the older boy who was his brother’s squire that he might also find his brother.
"He was supposed to help me in the training yard this morning but I can’t seem to find him anywhere." Disappointment hung thick in his words, dismayed at the idea that his older brother may have forgotten him. "Do you have any idea where I might find him?”
Ethan had... a few ideas of where Brandon might be, but he chose to hold his tongue. The youngest Stark did not need those images of Brandon in his mind, so he simply shook his head. "Sorry Benjen," Ethan said then paused thinking over something.
"You know...may not be quiet as skilled as your brother but..." Ethan shrugged his shoulders. "I can help ya till he gets back if you want."











