To, The Wolf

The South was never a place for the Northern to delve.
They weren’t honorable enough, and the Northerners could tell.
The King needed his friend to rule over the realm.
He came miles and miles from the South, top the North’s shell.
He brought doom with him, None of his Council could help.
It was the Northman he needed.
The honorable. The highest on the shelf.
It wasn’t a favour he meant to ask Off him,
It was his life he meant.
Cause he knew the South was dangerous, Especially for Northmen to delve.

But father couldn’t refuse, he was too honorable as I said.
He swore an oath and now he must pay back the Debt himself.
He had to travel South, He took us too with him.
My sister was Blinded by the Prince,
But I didn’t trust these strangers,
And neither did anyone else.
The Northmen are proud,
They are loyal only to their own.
Only a Stark can rule my home,
The North can never be held by Force.
But we had to leave for the South,
And they did what they do Best.
They killed the King first, For whom Father had came to hell.
And then I heard the Prince command Ser Payne on the Sept.
To behead my Father, Lord of Winterfell.
My sister woke up then, trapped in the Castle from this lover’s pretend,
And I ran and ran in a Foreign land,
With no-one to call a Friend.

The South was never a place for the Northern to delve.