"Jon!! If you're King and my sister is Queen, does that make me a prince??" Royce's eyes were full of wonder at the thought. What young child wouldn't find the idea of being able to call himself a prince the most amazing thing ever?
Jon could not help the smile that came to his face at Royce’s question. Surely there would be no harm in calling the sweet tempered young Lord Bolton a prince if that was what he desired. “In a sense, I would say, yes. You are at least a prince in the north if not the prince of the north.”











