"It is no trouble to offer you water, Father," Jon said, getting the cup and filling it for him. The novelty of having a way to have water indoors without pumping or drawing it from a well was novel to him even after so many moons but it was slowly becoming a part of his life, a part of this new world.

"You promised to speak to me about my mother," Jon prompted him. "I know it has to be painful, to speak of her, so I will let you tell it at your own pace."