[As much as he could be. While Lord Stark looked after him and cared for him, a part of him wondered. Was it the insecurity he had as a boy that made him suspect he wasn't treated in the same way by him as his siblings? He didn't know his mother either, the one thing he had wanted to talk to him about since he was a child.
However, it didn't remove how much he loved his father or how much it pained him to be without him.]
She was a bastard?
[Elizabeth's mother seemed to treat her husband's bastards in the same way Lady Stark had treated him. Rather than feeling anger at either woman, he felt only pity for them, but especially for Grace.]
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[As much as he could be. While Lord Stark looked after him and cared for him, a part of him wondered. Was it the insecurity he had as a boy that made him suspect he wasn't treated in the same way by him as his siblings? He didn't know his mother either, the one thing he had wanted to talk to him about since he was a child.
However, it didn't remove how much he loved his father or how much it pained him to be without him.]
She was a bastard?
[Elizabeth's mother seemed to treat her husband's bastards in the same way Lady Stark had treated him. Rather than feeling anger at either woman, he felt only pity for them, but especially for Grace.]
It's the same with my sister and me.