Imagine being the only one able to calm Theon down
Theon’s fist flew through the air, but the boy dodged it easily, laughing as he did so. You watched the fight from a distance, but as soon as you saw Theon was the boy about to get beaten up, you rushed towards him as fast as you could.
But you were too late. As soon as you approached the two boys, Theon was on the ground, cursing and muttering. The other boy, Jonos, spat at Theon’s feet.
“Better run back to Lord Stark, ward.” he said, flinging the word at him like an insult. Theon furrowed his brow and got up quickly, running at the boy with fists raised.
You rushed to Theon, holding him by his waist so he couldn’t do anything stupid. “Theon! Its not worth it!” you shouted as Theon fought your grip. Jonos just shook his head and laughed, walking away and out of sight.
As soon as you thought it was safe you released Theon, out of breath and strength. You expected Theon get angry and curse you, but instead he just looked at you and said quietly, “Thank you. For holding me back.”
You sighed, “Theon, you have to stop getting into fights!”
Theon shook his head, “This one was important, though.”
You laughed out of spite, “What could possibly be an important reason to fight Jonos Karstark?”
Theon pursed his lips, his grey eyes meeting yours, “He insulted you.”