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| - "He isn't a true Stark. Not like Robb or Ned."
- "Jon isn't Cersei, and that's good enough for me. I pledge my house to him."
- "Aye, I am too," your bastard daughter agrees, then smirks. "Perhaps I'll follow in his footsteps and be queen someday?"
- "I'll support Jon, but only until one of his trueborn siblings ascends the throne."
- "I believe in you as much as I believe in Jon Snow. No king but the King in the North!"
- "Stark blood flows through his veins, whatever his name is. Does having a wellborn lady as a mother bestow some special powers?"
- "I feel like I've watched Jon Snow grow up, through my family's eyes. I'm proud of him."
- "Jon Snow, the King of the North... that's much higher than a bastard usually gets. At least if he's a noble. What do you think of him?"
- The men and women of your house, surprised and uncertain that their new king is a bastard.
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