"Some would say it's the slyness of a bastard that keeps me alive," Jon said, laughing harshly. "but I don't think that has much to do with it. A lot of it was learned, yes, but a lot of it is sheer luck."

After all, his trueborn father had been a fine swordsman and had died to a warhammer all the same - sometimes luck was all there was.

"But maybe my luck can help you?"