However, looking at her brother's dawdling appearance, he was obviously not very interested in this, which made Arya even more suspicious of those rumors circulating in Winterfell.
Regarding this brother Snow, Arya had always insisted that everything about him was quite perfect except for his surname.
And now, as Snow became Stark, the reason that prevented her from sticking to Jon openly and generously had completely disappeared.
As for whether Mother would fly into a rage and shed tears because of this, in Arya's view, it was simply childish and ridiculous.
Although Arya had received ladylike education since childhood, she had also seen the degenerate and decadent lives of other nobles when accompanying her father to inspect the territory.
Not to compare food, clothing, housing, and transportation, just the various and considerable number of mistresses and bastards of the nobles were enough to open Arya's eyes.
In comparison, the host and hostess of Winterfell appeared extremely restrained, not even like people of the Direwolf family at all, but more like those old-fashioned septons.
Regarding this, Arya had always complained inwardly, and even suspected Brother Jon's orientation.
Fortunately, this cautious bastard brother, after successfully obtaining the Stark surname, could already enjoy the treatment of a noble.
The only fly in the ointment was that he seemed to be resisting his luck with women.
To verify this doubt, and even more to correct this deviation in the Direwolf bloodline, Arya took great pains, even threatening the Bull with a dagger to make him execute according to her ideas.
Fortunately, judging from the current situation, that cunning big guy obviously completed the task she assigned, which also made Arya full of expectations for the upcoming collection process.
Even if Jon could guess some of Arya's little thoughts, he didn't choose to comply.
He neither got up immediately nor sped up dressing, obviously wanting to delay for a while.
Last night, after signing the debt confirmation letter, the other nobles who provided guarantees for Old Joy suffered heavy losses.
If pressed too hard, it would only make these face-saving nobles fly into a rage out of humiliation.
Regarding this, after thinking slightly, Jon walked to the table and wrote a few letters.
Then he summoned a guard and ordered him to personally hand the letters to each debtor.
As for the content of the letter, there were actually only a few sentences.
That is, as a newcomer, Jon was willing to integrate into this place. To show his attitude, the outlander was not anxious to recover the debt and insisted on extending the grace period for one month before settlement.
Of course, if there were indeed difficulties, repayment matters could also be discussed privately.
After finishing these preparatory works, Jon also began to fall into confusion, obviously having a headache about how to deal with Miss Anya.
Recalling yesterday's gamble, Jon instantly got a bit of "waking-up grumpiness."
According to the agreement, that dog Gendry's main task was to assist and cover from the side.
But who would have thought that this guy would turn from a guest into a host, taking him to fly all the way, killing everyone on the gambling table, and besieging the clumsy Old Joy.
Seeing this situation, Jon originally wanted to control the rhythm, but whenever he wanted to lose to Old Joy, the Bull could always deliver appropriate chips, making him empty Old Joy's pockets without suspense.
Thinking of this, Jon looked out the door somewhat angrily, because his keen spiritual power had already discovered Gendry crouching and shrinking behind the wall.
After discovering the other party, the new Baron immediately pulled the door open, grabbed Gendry's collar, and began to roar.
"Bastard! Didn't I say it? Quit while you're ahead. Why didn't you listen to me?"
Facing Jon's monstrous anger, the Bull chose to play dumb at this moment, letting spit cover his face, and just looked aside shrinking.
Following his gaze, Jon naturally saw Arya on the side, and lost his temper with this squire pretending to be innocent.
For this squire whom he could treat freely, Jon only felt an abnormal headache.
Previously, when taking in Gendry, although he harbored the bad taste of "father's debt paid by son," after getting along, Jon found that this squire was always a bit awkward to use.
Although Jon knew better than anyone that besides being unconvinced that he was younger than him, Gendry was also brooding over the fact that he had shed the name of a bastard and been promoted to a noble.
Of course, these were just manifestations of a teenager's temperament. Looking deeply into the root cause, it was because he was too benevolent, so this guy couldn't figure out who was the boss.
Regarding this, Jon couldn't help swearing secretly that he must establish rules to highlight his prestige as a baron.
However, just as Jon swore secretly, a soldier knocked on the door and said there was a visitor.
Jon originally thought that the visitor might be a messenger from the Joy family. However, contrary to his expectation, the visitor turned out to be a long-lost friend.
Looking at that short figure reaching only his waist, Jon's face was also written with doubt and uncertainty, but of course, more of it was a relief-like joy.
Such a relaxed attitude and natural smile also made Tyrion, who was observing him, narrow his eyes slightly, taking all these performances into his heart without missing a bit.
In the Imp's view, although he had only met the person in front of him once, he was a guy whom he felt like old friends with at first sight.
Looking at the other party's appearance, he obviously showed a relaxed smile after seeing his safe return, which made the Imp's heart, which had been cooled by his family, warm up again.
Then, the halfman resumed his playfulness and chose to revisit the scene of their acquaintance in a teasing tone.
"Excuse me, is this Lord Jon Stark's official residence? I shouldn't have gone to the wrong place, right?"
When deliberately saying this, Tyrion didn't forget to lean back and look suspiciously at both sides of the door, as if trying to find the sigil belonging to the Direwolf family.
And this performance of his naturally amused Jon endlessly.
Although he was a bit confused why this lame lion would come to find him, it wouldn't be rude to welcome the other party in first before that.
Then, Jon, doing his duty as a host, invited Tyrion to sit at the dining table, ready to chat about things while enjoying breakfast.
However, regarding material desires like eating and drinking, Jon had always taken things as they came and didn't pay too much attention.
But after Arya arrived, smoked cod and honey from White Harbor appeared on the dining table.
In addition, large chunks of cheese and venison sausages also piled up on the dining table.
But the only thing missing here was the fine wine that Tyrion needed most urgently.
Jon didn't care about this at all, just beckoned the servant to pour the Imp a full cup of honey water, and then handed it to the other party personally.
Regarding this cheap treatment, although the Imp explicitly expressed dissatisfaction by rolling his eyes, he had to pick it up to moisten his throat.
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