Winterfell Library

The North

Rodrik Made his way through the dusty tomes of the library tower. It looked to him that no one had been in this part of Winterfell in ages. Figures...no one reads anymore.His finger traced a line through the dust as he read the spines. If he wanted to he could probably get away with taking some of these back to Deepwood Motte. He highly doubted the Wolves would miss them. Such a waste of knowledge.

The hours crept by and Rodrik found the stacks of books and papers growing around him. He made notes in his journal if anything came up interesting. Something in here would help him cement his rule over his house. Something in here would prove to those who doubted him that he was a true Glover.

He just had to find it.