rubyredwisp:“Wait for me, little Cat,” he’d say. “Wait for me and I’ll come back t
rubyredwisp:“Wait for me, little Cat,” he’d say. “Wait for me and I’ll come back to you.” And I would sit at this window every day when the sun came up, waiting. I wonder how many times did Bran or Rickon stare across the moors of Winterfell waiting for me to return. I will never see them again. -- source link