Frost // Tyrion Lannister // Sandor Clegane

I have been looking for her

'That's what death is, isn't it? forgetting... Forgotten... If we forget who we are where we come from we are not men anymore.' Sam told them 'just animals. youre memories don't come from books, your stories are not just stories...'

'we gotta take out the night king.'

' he can find me.' bran said. 'His mark is always on me,' Bran said showing them the burns on his arms from when he was grabbed in a vision.

'We will put you in the crypt where it's safest.' Jon told Bran

'No we have to draw him out or his army kills us all. I will wait for him in the woods for him.' Bran told them.

'You want to use youself as a bait?' Sansa asked

'We're not leaving you alone out there.' Arya told him

'I'll stay with him as well,' theon said 'with the iron born. I took this castle from you once, let me defend you now.'

'We will hold off the rest of them for the rest as we can' Davos said

'Ser Davos and I will be on the top to give you the signal went to light the trench' tyrion told them.

'Ser Davos is perfectly capable of waving a torch on his own, you will be in the crypt.' Daenerys told Tyrion

'Your grace I have fought before I can do it again, along with the men and women risking their lives.' Tyrion reminded her

'There are thousands of them and only one of you. You cannot fight as well as they can, but you can think better than any of them... you're here because of your mind if you survive, if we survive I will need it.' Daenerys told him

'The dragon should give us an edge in the field' Davos went on

'If they are in the field they are not protecting Bran, we need to be near him not so near the night King won't come.' Jon said

'Has anyone ever tried to kill him?'

'No one has ever tried' Bran told them

'We are all going to die!' Tormund said 'but at least we died together,' he winked at Brienne.

'Let's get some rest,' Jon instructed 'Your grace' Jon said to dani before making a quick exit. Jon had found out that he was the rightful heir to the iron throne, he was a Targaryen. Of Lyanna stark, not Eddard. Jon had slept with his aunt. It sent a shiver through his spine, he should have just listened to Alina from the start and not messed with the Targaryen. But it was too late for that now. he just needed to fight the army of the dead, win. Then he could focus on finding Alina, getting her back.

'Do you need help?' Tyrion asked bran, he sat still while the rest of the room cleared out.

'No' he answered solemnly looking into the fire.

'You've had a strange journey' Tyrion told him

'No stranger than most' Bran replied.

'I would like to hear about it,' tyrion said pulling up a chair

'It's a long story,' Bran told him

'If only we were trapped in a castle in the middle of winter with nowhere to go...' tyrion said leaning in. 'Bran, might I ask you something first?' bran nodded. 'My dear friend, as she was yours I understand... Catalina Frost.'

'I have not seen her.' bran told him. 'I'm sorry. Since your return to winterfell jon told me the news of Alina's disappearance, I have been searching for her.' bran admitted.

'Well, I thank you for that.' Tyrion said sadly glancing over at the crackling fire.