While the Maesters had received a heavy blow, their roots ran deep and were already on the road to recovery. The accursed ice Jon had conjured finally melted after nearly a year. With the aid of southern houses, their copies of most of the essential books in the library were sent to the Citadel, where scribes and acolytes worked day and night to replenish the Citadel's repository. Despite their arrogance, the Archmaesters knew their craft and could teach their subjects well. The Maesters were still unrivalled south of the Neck, yet their influence had been completely uprooted here in the North.