Ashara/Visenya POV
We all sat around in the mess hall. Ser Davos, Edd, Jon, Brienne, Tormund, Podrick, Sansa, and I. Tormund took a liking to Brienne and me, but the feeling wasn't returned. Edd then apologizes to Sansa about the food but she told him not to worry about it. Soon, two men walk in. One a night watcher and the other one of my special fighters.
It was Oberyn, the code name is Red. He stood behind him and the night watcher goes to Jon. The watcher hands Jon a scroll.
" A letter for you, Lord Commander." the man said.
" I'm not Lord Commander anymore." Jon said.
Jon takes the letter. The man leaves. Jon sees the seal of House Bolton. He opens the scroll and starts reading.
" To the traitor and bastard Jon Snow. You allowed thousands of wildings past the wall. You have betrayed your own kind. You betrayed the North. Winterfell is mine, bastard. Come and see. Your brother Rickon is in my dungeon."
Jon looks to Sansa then me. I clench my hand until it turns white.
" His direwolf skin is on my floor. Come and see. I want my bride back. Send her to me, bastard, and I will not trouble you or your willing lovers. Keep her from and I will ride north and slaughter every wilding man, woman, and babe living under your protection. You will watch as I skin them alive. You-
I raised an eyebrow as his knuckles turn white and his eyes darken.
" Go on." Sansa said.
" It's just more of the same." Jon said.
I stand and go over to him. "Give it here." I said.
"Ash- I take it out of his hand and continue off.
"You will watch as my soldiers take turns raping your sister. You will watch as my dogs devour your wild little brother. Then I will spoon your eyes from their sockets and let my dogs do the rest. Come and see. Ramsay Bolton, Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North.
"Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North" Jon said angrily.
"His father dead. Ramsay killed him. And now he has Rickon." Sansa said.
I listen to the two go back in forth as I think.
"How many men does he have in his army?" Tormund cut in between their spat.
"I heard him say 5,000 once when he was talking about Stannis's attack." Sansa answered.
More was spoken before Red speaks.
"Empresses I have information for you." He said. He comes to my side and whispers it to me. It's about Sansa going to meet Little Finger and having the Vale behind her.
"Thank you, Red and I want you to gather the others. In inform Leo to bring the set." I said.
I then turn to Jon. "Remember the game father taught us so long ago." I said.
" Aye."
"Then let's play it. I'm sure the fucker no nothing of it." I said and he smirks.
"Tormund can you gather the strongest warriors of the free folk." I ask.
"I do anything for the crow sister." he said.
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Places map out over the table. With the pieces. My best stand behind me, Tormund brought in the best fighters of the free folk, and then it was the others.
Jon and I stood at the table. " Our Lord father taught us this strategy game when we were young. It was meant to be fun but also to learn about the north and the other lands. We had to choose a house. Then make a story up on why the feud happened and then the war between the houses. Our enemy is Bolton and he has Winterfell how can we take it back." Jon said.
"We take what Bolton has." I said then look to Tormund. " Your people like climbing?" I asked and he nods. "Then climb the walls of Dreadfort and kill anyone who tries to kill you. Let them know the wolves are back and ready for anything." I said.
"We gather the north and anyone that doesn't support us we know why many fear the kings of winter." Jon said.
"In outside help as well. It's not just Stark Blood running in our veins...." I said.
"Once the Dreadfort is secretly taken. It should inspire more of the North to back us." He said.
"And if they don't." Sansa said with a tone that tick me off.
"If they don't that's fine. The North will remember. The Starks will remember who backed us and who didn't. Sadly I don't trust most of the northern houses as it was our own who had killed their own brotherens and sisters. Winter will come to those who don't." I said icily.
"Back to the matter at hand. I will have Ghost run around along with some of Ash's men to take out scouts and messengers. We remind anyone we try to gather who Ramsey flayed that we are aware of. Sansa if you are comfortable enough with this as you were on the inside remind them what will happen to them and their families if we lose." Jon said looking between us and we nod.
"Davos we would like to send you out with some men to gather any of Stannis surviving men. Lady Brienne if your Lady Sansa is okay with this we would like to send you and some men south to try to gather Blackfish and also some of us will follow to spring a surprise attack." I said.
"And how do you plan to do that Lady Ashara." Lady Brienne asked.
"Exploit the fact that the Boltons had terrible intell. Make them think that a Riverlands force commanded by Tullies is coming North." I said.
She was about to speak then it clicked and she gave a nod.
Jon and I move the pieces once more. He then speaks up.
"Once that happens I'm sure we have to hunt some of them down. I'm sure some Reeds will have fun doing that." He said and I smirked.
"I will be having my men give amour to the free folk to protect yourself as archers will be in place of the battle. Nothing too heavy to slow you down or counter your movement." I said.
"We will speak more of this later. We have packing to do." Jon said.
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The Rise of the Dragons
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