A Grand Entrance

A/N: Just so you are aware, the contest from the last chapter is still open, which means the ones that wrote a comment but guessed wrong can have another chance in this chapter to try to figure out what will be the next in-universe magical property that Jon will gain. Although, you may want to check the other guesses from the last chapter so you don't repeat them. Good luck :D

Days later...

Mormont Keep: Bear Island.

As Sansa Stark reached the gates of the seat of House Mormont, she had to put some effort into keeping her features calm. True, she enjoyed the looks of awe that the people of Bear Island were giving her when they saw her riding her grown direwolf but it wouldn't do to give off an arrogant impression in this situation. Still, she felt more powerful then she had in a long time and after spending the last few years as a distressed pawn, it was definitely a great feeling. So, she allowed herself a small smile as the door to the great hall of the castle opened.

Inside, the eldest daughter of the previous Warden of the North found Lady Lyanna Mormont on sitting on her desk, surrounded by guards and a Maester by her side.

The Stark girl could tell the young Lady was trying to keep her expression under control, but she still caught a glimpse of wondrous delight in her eyes as she stared at the enormous, seemingly tamed wolf. The redhead smiled, then climbed down her companion before scratching the back of her ears as she always likes. Lady yipped at that, letting her tongue out in contentment.

"Good girl," She said in a pleased tone. "Now, sit."

Lady did just that, remaining on the spot beside her with obedience. And even then, she stood almost three heads taller than her human friend.

"Lady Mormont," Sansa greeted with a respectful nod.

"Welcome to Bear Island," her host said, forcing to move her eyes away from the giant wolf.

She glanced at Ser Davos, who Jon insisted accompanied her. Before she could begin exchanging pleasantries, however, the little Lady opened her mouth.

"I don't usually like small talk," She confessed. "But I must admit, I would kill to have a relationship with a mighty direwolf like the one you have with yours."

Sansa grinned, understanding completely while sensing an opportunity. "Well, Lady here has not been able to have her own litter yet but I intend to travel beyond the Wall with her one day so she can find a mate," She explained, liking the idea already even if she was just going with the flow. "If the situation permits, perhaps we can give you your own direwolf pup one day so that you can take care of it. I wasn't that much older than you are now when I first started to nurture my bond with Lady, after all," She added, caressing the neck of her loyal wolf slowly.

Lyanna's eyes widened, unable to hide her excitement. "Well, it was worth granting you an audience for that possibility alone," The leader of Bear Island responded. "However, I am sure you didn't come all this way just to give me that offer. So, make your case, Sansa Stark, and let's see if we can reach an accord."

The following smile clearly reached her blue eyes.

"This was a better start than I expected," She thought to herself. "Now, time to secure their allegiance."

And to justify her beloved brother's faith in her.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter and, again, when it comes to the still open contest, may the odds be ever in your favor.