Isyla fell into him, even in times she was stubborn in her convictions it was impossible to resist it. A body felt at home, right where it was meant to be and she buried her face in his chest. Her lips trailing over his forehead and cheeks.
“I know you will, I don’t doubt that. I sometimes fear to lose you again and I simply couldn’t bear it.”
He sighed happily as he felt her kiss his face and how he longed to stay and not fight. Stay with his wife and child but he knew deep in his heart he couldn’t do that to the Starks and all that they did for him. “I’ll be back before you know it.” He told her before he gave a laugh at an idea “Unless you broke both my legs right before I left”
Goldnwulf 