Winter nears its end
To say that it has been a trying week would be perhaps to not say enough. Robb has only been a father for a week, and during that time has scarcely seen his infant son, having been out with Grey Wind, and Jon and Ghost, searching the island for those who they all know now will never be found. But they have to look, they have to try, always. There are long and difficult days, long and difficult discussions, and the knowledge that there is nothing any of them can do about any of it.
But the afternoon--a brilliant, sunlit afternoon that would be perfect were he not so weary--is calm enough. Jeyne, similarly exhausted, had been asleep when he found her, and the baby just beginning to wake, so he had picked him up, wrapped him up snugly, and the two of them had gone outside.
After a brief and soothing walk, father and son are perched on a woodpile in front of Summerfell, watching a pair of winter birds dive around the branches of one of the nearest trees. Reynald, fascinated by everything, blinks joyfully around the big wide world. And Robb, feeling tranquil for once, leans his back against the splintery wood and savours the temporary peace.
[The last day of the snow seemed like a good time for people to meet baby Reynald Jon. Of course if you would have met already, please feel free to assume as much, and if not, come say hello.]
But the afternoon--a brilliant, sunlit afternoon that would be perfect were he not so weary--is calm enough. Jeyne, similarly exhausted, had been asleep when he found her, and the baby just beginning to wake, so he had picked him up, wrapped him up snugly, and the two of them had gone outside.
After a brief and soothing walk, father and son are perched on a woodpile in front of Summerfell, watching a pair of winter birds dive around the branches of one of the nearest trees. Reynald, fascinated by everything, blinks joyfully around the big wide world. And Robb, feeling tranquil for once, leans his back against the splintery wood and savours the temporary peace.
[The last day of the snow seemed like a good time for people to meet baby Reynald Jon. Of course if you would have met already, please feel free to assume as much, and if not, come say hello.]