So, I am in love with the character of Jon Snow. I am currently on A Feast For Crows and am saddened by the lack of Jon so I decided to vent by writing a fic as if he did accept Stannis's offer and had not stayed at The Wall. This is only a short chapter, but let me know what you think.

Lord of Winterfell

Chapter 1

Jon sighed as he pulled up his horse on the outskirts of Winterfell. Winterfell. His childhood home. The home that had been burned. How he was to rebuild it, he did not yet know. He was just happy to be back.

Jon was no longer Jon Snow. He was Jon Stark now, by royal decree from King Stannis. Not only was he legitimatized, but he was also wed. To Val, the sister of Mance Rayder's woman Dalla. He could feel that it would take him quite a while to love Val as a man should love his wife, due to the freshness of Ygritte's death still tingling in his brain. He was sure though that he would love the child. He would raise the boy as his own. He would not be like Catelyn Stark. He would love the boy like he came from his own loins.

Winterfell was his.

Jon could still not believe it. All of his siblings were either dead or lost. Robb was killed by the Freys. Bran and Rickon by Theon Greyjoy. Arya hadn't been heard from since their father's death. Sansa had fled King's Landing and was being hunted on suspicion of Joffery's death. And here Jon was. In Winterfell. The only "Stark" left.