On the side of the camp, a crowd had gathered. Her heart skipped a heartbeat. In the middle, a tall, familiar figure accompanied by an enormous white wolf. Jon had returned! She quickly made her way through the crowd with Brienne's help. Once Sansa was near, Jon's gaze instantly moved to her. Wasting no time, she threw herself in his arms, despite the fact that he was covered in dried-up blood and mud.