Being sat on top of a bear meant you didn’t get to miss a second of the action in the training yards, and Rey couldn’t help but notice that ever since Winterfell’s guests had arrived everyone seemed to be training a little bit harder. Initially she had assumed it was due to the fact the the Skywalker men were gigantic and probably magic, but after seeing their princess in action Rey was forced to reexamine her assumption.

Of course that didn’t mean Jane’s triumph wasn’t met with thunderous applause from the scrappy young lady sitting on the very large bear. The man she’d bested wasn’t one of Rey’s favorite people - and she’d heard her fair share of ‘fight like a girl’ tinged nonsense in her time at the keep from him as well. It was good to know that she had help keeping that idiot quiet now. Sliding off the side of the bear she considered picking up her practice weapon to challenge the princess for a bit of fun, but instead she strode over to Jane, clapping her on the shoulder appreciatively. “He’s an arsehole, well done Princess.”