* FOR JON SNOW / @northvow ( SC )
These would be the first steps in years that Robb would take in Winterfell. He was just footsteps away from being home , yet he remain still ; boots sunk in snow and what could be seen of his flesh was pierced by crisp air . After the time he spent in hiding -- The comrades and family he’d lost , Robb was second guessing whether or not he had the right to stand these grounds . He blamed himself for the tragedies , as well as his failure to seek out his sister’s ; to keep them safe. He feared the disappointment in his brother’s eyes , should they reunite on this day . Nevertheless, he’d be no man if he could not face his own fears and his fellow northerners, despite failing so many in the war . So he carried himself toward the castle , his face unrecognizable to the guards ; Proceeding to introduce himself as a Stark , which followed with disbelief and orders to leave the premise. He couldn’t blame them -- Robb was not attired as he once was as king.
It is when his eyes catch sight of the familiar face his own brother bore , that he renders himself speechless . He stood between the guards without any word , and stared at what he did not believe to be true . As much as he wished to call out to him , he felt a weight in his throat , one that held back all and any words that so desperately begged to cry out . Rather , his breath remain heavy in the cold air , pale eyes having not blinked for nearly a minute . Inside , the man hoped Jon would see him --- would recognize him , if anything . Even if there would be disappointment to follow suit .