“I have a name, and I will always have a name. Should we start our own name, I wish for it to be your choice. This is you being acknowledged, Jon.”
Talia would never knew the pain he felt from not being a Stark. She didn’t want to make that choice for him.
"Yes. That is what my lord father says, and he is not one to lie."
Jon speaks as he smiles wide, soon pulling her into an embrace.
"Our own House we can call our own.:
Her eyes go wide, in shock and joy all at once.
“He does? We can . . . We can truly be together?”
Clinging to his hands, she couldn’t help smiling brightly at him.
Jon soon goes to hold her hand with his.
"I overheard my father say that he approves of us. He says I will be given land and a choice. To take the Forrester name or start my own house."