He was the Lord of Winterfell, assuming that Bran stayed true to his word and didn’t seek to be a lord or anything of the sort as the Three-Eyed Rav...n. The last legitimate, trueborn son of Eddard Stark, he was the heir of the North, the lawful Warden thereof.Not that the Lannisters would agree, but they were themselves in a bind, what with Tywin and Cersei dead, Ser Jamie far from King’s Landing, and Tyrion in exile. I had no plans to help them gainsay the return of the Starks. I had the. From what I hear, she nearly killed him for leaving Milford after the ‘Kara Incident’ and not calling home.”“That was a huge mistake on my part,” I said. “This weekend is to try to make up for that. She kind of also got short shrift while I was seeing Kara.”“Duh!” Cindi said. “Your sister has to understand that!”I chuckled, “I dare you to say that to my sister. Kathy wasn’t kidding about how close we’ve been since she was about seven. Hell, she read my private journal from the time she was. She lays on her stomach facing away from me, her mess of long straight black hair the only thing showing from under her nest of blankets. I pounce in and suddenly my eyes shoot open and I feel the warmth of lying in her little bed. Even cozier than her parents' bed. And I'm so light, I feel like nothing, hardly any weight pressing down on the mattress under me. I roll over effortlessly and look around, enjoying the odd feeling of being this little girl. So strange. She’s 18, but you wouldn't. He jerked his head to indicate for us to join them and we moved off the sidewalk to the residential street. Mom went to Tim’s left side and took his waist while I went to Helen’s right and did the same. Tim looked at Mom on his left and then to his right at me and then Helen, “As I was saying, you’ve captured all of us. We, the three of us, my wives, we’ve not discussed it in specific words, but … well, I hope I’m not stepping out of bounds here, but … I like you as part of our family, Helen.”.