Rob Stark - Tumblr Posts

graphic per chapter | A Game of Thrones - 10. Jon II

“The next time I see you, you’ll be all in black.”

Jon forced himself to smile back. “It was always my color. How long do you think it will be?”

“Soon enough,” Robb promised.

You would kill for me And knew that I’d do the same

And back when we were kids We swore we knew the future And our words would take us half way ‘round the world

- Always Gold, Radical Face

Jon Snow Appreciation Month 2022 ||  Day 4: Childhood ↳ And then the years were gone, and he was back at Winterfell once more, wearing a quilted leather coat in place of mail and plate. His sword was made of wood, and it was Robb who stood facing him, not Iron Emmett. Every morning they had trained together, since they were big enough to walk; Snow and Stark, spinning and slashing about the wards of Winterfell, shouting and laughing, sometimes crying when there was no one else to see. They were not little boys when they fought, but knights and mighty heroes. “I’m Prince Aemon the Dragonknight,” Jon would call out, and Robb would shout back, “Well, I’m Florian the Fool.” Or Robb would say, “I’m the Young Dragon,” and Jon would reply, “I’m Ser Ryam Redwyne.” That morning he called it first. “I’m Lord of Winterfell!” he cried, as he had a hundred times before. Only this time, this time, Robb had answered, “You can’t be Lord of Winterfell, you’re bastard-born. My lady mother says you can’t ever be the Lord of Winterfell.” I thought I had forgotten that.

Game of Thrones - S01.E01

"Bite-Sized Enjoyables" Series

Click here for more Game of Thrones GIFs Click here for more GIFs