Lost in the water tunnels, feverish and in pain, the only recourse is to search for someone in the Horizon, someone that might come looking for her. The escape group still needed to find their way back, someone needed to know they were coming, someone who could offer aid. Perhaps, by the time they were on their way, she might find her way out of these tunnels?

She's never been to Winterfell or the North, but she recognizes Westeros. It might just be a feeling or a bit of warmth in her heart, but she knows deep down this is the North. Only when she steps inside the courtyard and sees red leaves poking over a wall does she know she's right.

It could only belong to one person. She throws herself against the doors and searches frantically.

"Jon Snow?"