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"What's so funny?" Jon asked, sitting on the bed as he watched Catelyn braid her hair.
"Nothing important," Catelyn replied once she had finished with her hair; now it was time to put on her dress.
"Could you help me with the laces on my back?" Catelyn asked.
"Sure," Jon replied as he tied her shoelaces.
"Okay, see you another day, bastard," Catelyn said as they both stood in the doorway.
Jon simply nodded, pulled her against the wall, and began kissing her.
Catelyn placed her hands on Jon's neck and returned the kiss.
They had been kissing for hours, and her lips ached, but she accepted it nonetheless.
She slipped her tongue into Jon's mouth and played with it.
Their kisses weren't of love, but of possession and pleasure, filled with carnal desire, and that's what made them the best. With a bite of his lip, Jon ended the kiss, much to her displeasure.
"Now you can leave, my Lady," Jon mocked.
"Very funny, Snow," Catelyn said, rolling her eyes.
With a quick kiss, she said goodbye to her lover.
Just as no one saw her enter, nor did a soul see Catelyn leave Jon's rooms.
When she arrived at her own rooms, she took off her dress and put on her nightgown.
With a long, contented sigh, Catelyn fell asleep without a thought for her husband. She loved him as a husband and the father of her children, but she also hated him for cheating on her.
The only thing that came to mind was her sister Lysa.
Could she really have been capable of cheating on her husband?
Her sister now had a young son who was older than Rickon.
Perhaps she should write to her sister to make amends.
In the morning she awoke with a burst of energy inside her.
She woke up alone, and the light from outside illuminated her room.
She ordered the servants to fill her copper tub; she wanted to take a long bath and was planning it.
She took a long breath into her pillow and realized that they smelled of Jon Snow.
She must be imbued with the bastard's scent.
Annoyed, she ordered the servants to wash her sheets before she plunged into the tub. Now she had to be careful; she had to leave no trace of her affair, even though her husband wouldn't be here for another two moons.
When she finished washing, her maids had left her dress for today; it was a light blue dress with fur on the collar and sleeves.
The dress fit her body perfectly and highlighted her breasts and wide hips.
She ordered her maid to braid her hair down her back, and she also placed her silver rings through her braid.
These rings had been a gift from her good brother Edmure on her wedding day.
Catelyn glanced at herself in her silver mirror and looked radiant.
She was a vain woman; she knew she was beautiful for her age, and the men of the North desired her.
With a smile on her lips, she set about her day.
When she arrived at the Great Hall, her beautiful children were waiting for her.
Her son Bran was about to leave for his lessons with the maester, her daughters would be going to lessons with Septa Mordane, and her son Rickon would be looked after by a servant while she went about her duties as Lady of Winterfell.
Her daughter Sansa looked beautiful as always; she was her pride and joy.
Sansa was a lovely, elegant, and well-mannered young lady everything a well-bred lady should be.
Her daughter reminded her of herself when she was young.
And her little Arya was as wild as ever, with her disheveled hair and her gray dress askew from the tugging that Arya did because of how uncomfortable she felt. Catelyn had tried countless times to get Arya to stop tugging at her dress, and she often fixed it, but after a while, she gave up.
"Good morning, mother," greeted her daughter Sansa.
Her perfect daughter had an adorable smile on her face.
She wondered what had made her daughter so happy today.
After breakfast, she kissed her children goodbye with a kiss on the cheek.
Sansa was her favorite, so Catelyn gave her the tightest hug and two kisses on the cheek before saying goodbye.
Catelyn's morning had been quiet, spent reviewing accounts for the plantations, food supplies, and taxes that would go to the crown.
When she finished that, it was time to oversee her son Bran's training.
His training with Ser Rodrick should have ended long ago, so now it was the bastard's turn to teach him.
So from the balcony, she watched as her son, now unprotected and wielding a real sword instead of a training one, seeing it made heart stop.
The bastard was attacking him, and all her son could do was raise his shield and block the bastard's blows.
When Jon finally stopped, he began to speak to her son, pointing out what he had done wrong and how he had been misplaced the whole time.
Her son Bran simply nodded and attacked the bastard at his command.
With each attack, the bastard shielded Bran, telling him to pay attention and then recreate what he had done.
Catelyn hated to admit it, but the bastard moved with an elegance that even Ser Rodrick lacked in combat.
He was more elegant than her former betrothed, Brandon.
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