Kneel before me, lay your sword at my feet, pledge me your service, and you'll rise again as Jon Stark, Lord of Winterfell
I may be a bastard, but he is my father, and Robb is my brother
The war is not over. And I promise you, friend, the true enemy won't wait out the storm
I did what I thought was right. And I got murdered for it. And now I'm back. Why?