19th Day of the 4th Moon

Bear Island, Kingdom of Winter

Jorah Forrester stood on the deck of the ship and looked over Bear Island as they finished their approach. The island was a web of forest and some of the tall giants even made it up to the shore line. Soon the great wooden dock came into view and they made landfall. Jorah looked to his guards and told them to stay with the ship. He wanted to make the trip to the Keep alone. To see his future wife for the first time alone. He followed the dirt road that lead from the docks and up to the Keep of Bear Island.

The keep was like no other Jorah had seen. The walls were built of giant stone blocks and the palisade that surrounded it looked to be carved from the earth itself. He continued on and came upon the front gates. A carving above the door drew his eyes. It was of a woman in a bearskin cloak, a babe at her breast.

He heard stories of the powerful women of House Mormont and he wondered if Lyanna was the same. He stopped before the guard and cleared his throat.

“I am Jorah Forrester, son to Lord Desmond Forrester. I am here to see Lady Lyanna Mormont.”