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"They were talking about Jon, saying he was an excellent lover and that he would make anyone enjoy the art of making love," Jeyne said with a squeal of excitement.
"This has to be a joke, right? Jon isn't that kind of man, and Estella wouldn't sleep with him; she's very beautiful."
Sansa doubted what Jeyne was saying. Jon didn't seem like the type of man who would do that.
He was always serious and rarely laughed. He was an excellent swordsman and the best horseman, but she couldn't believe he was a womanizer.
"I'm serious, Jon is handsome with his shoulder-length curly hair, his muscles that show when he's working out in the yard, and he's so tall, even taller than Lord Stark." — Jeyne recited like a possessed woman, talking about Jon's beauty.
"You only say that because you're in love with him," Sansa accused.
She knew her friend had been in love with her half-brother for a long time; she never stopped talking about Jon and his beauty.
It wasn't until her mother ordered her to stop that Jeyne stopped speaking publicly about her infatuation. Sansa wasn't blind; she had seen Jon's body, and yes, he was very slender, and his curls were much prettier than those of many ladies of the North.
"I'm not just saying this because I'm in love with Jon, well, partly I am, but you have to accept that Jon is much more handsome than Wayman Royce," Jeyne declared, and Sansa couldn't help but choke on her drink, earning the stares of her brothers.
"Well, no, and, I" — Sansa hadn't been able to form a word because of the embarrassment.
"You even got nervous, it's okay, it's not like you're in love with him, you just have to accept that he's handsome, even I accept that my cousin has a certain beauty," Jeyne pointed out as if it were normal.
"Well, you're right, Jon is very handsome, but what does that have to do with the main topic?" Sansa asked, confused.
"Oh right, I have an idea to clear up all our doubts about that, why don't we ask Jon about what was true and what was false, I'm sure he can answer all our questions," Jeyne said with a certain excitement in her words.
"Jeyne, I don't think that's right. Mother and the septa have forbidden it and have told us about the risks of associating with a bastard," Sansa warned, a little worried.
"The septa has warned us about many things, Sansa, like that time she said we'd get as fat as cows from stealing lemon cakes at night.
I think they have been lying. Besides, look at your siblings Arya, Robb, and Bran. They love Jon, and I don't see them being sick or that Jon has hurt them, so why not ask him?" Jeyne said, taking a bite of bread.
"What if he tells someone?" Sansa asked, a little afraid.
"Who is he going to tell, remember you gave your first embroidery to Jon? Tell me how many people know you gave it to him, everything will be fine, look we'll ask him and he'll answer us and that's it," Jeyne assured.
"Fine," Sansa said, defeated.
"Excellent! I knew you would accept!" Jeyne exclaimed, and they settled down to finish eating.
When they finished eating, her brother Bran had sword lessons with Jon in the courtyard, and that was the best time.
Jeyne and she had agreed to follow him after the training. She had been lucky that Rickon was in lessons with the maester and afterwards would be looked after by the Septa to teach him manners.
Arya had slipped away to play with a piece of metal she stole from the blacksmith and used as a sword, so she would be playing at being Nymeria for hours.
The training itself didn't take long, at most an hour, since Jon trained his brother hard for an hour and Bran ended up tired.
When they finished, both Bran and Jon were drenched in sweat. From where they were, they heard Jon ask Bran if he wanted to go to the hot springs located below the castle to shower, but her little brother flatly refused.
Jeyne, for her part, was so excited she couldn't hide it. "You're not planning what I think you're thinking," Sansa questioned, worried about her friend's red face.
"Let's follow him to the hot springs, what better place to ask him?" Jeyne squealed excitedly, her cheeks flushed.
"Jeyne, this is going too far, we can't do this, it's improper," Sansa said, trying to reason with her friend.
"Come on, you heard Jon yourself, he was going to take a bath with your brother, besides, we used to shower in the pool in the godswood when we were kids, remember? So why are you scared?" Jeyne asked.
Sansa did not respond and only looked at Jon who was collecting the training equipment.
"Do you promise me it will only be a question?" Sansa asked, looking at her friend.
"I can't promise such a thing, but let's go," Jeyne replied mockingly.
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