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"Remember," Sansa whispers in Robb's ear. He holds her more tightly to his chest, sure she can feel his heartbeat nearly ready to bound out of it. "Remember what Father always says, and we can do this."
"Winter is coming?"
"Yes, that. And." He feels her take a deep breath, and he tries to commit the way her hair smells to memory. It may be a long time before he sees his dear sister again. "Songs live longer than kingdoms."
"Right," he whispers back, trying not to let his voice break. He finishes the adage. "But there will be plenty songs written about us."
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In which Ned Stark realizes that with baby Jon alive, the war is not over, and conducts his household accordingly.
Or: In which Ned Stark trusts his wife and his family, and it changes everything.
There must always be a Stark in Winterfell, and if there cannot be, then they must at least be prepared. After all... winter is coming.