A Dragon For A Wolf ( Robb Stark)

Eastwatch

Everyone could see the dragons circling around the sky. Jon was standing on the cliffs when Daenerys returned back to Dragonstone. He was awaiting her arrival..but not for Daenerys' sake, for Jaehaerys.
Daenerys , Jaehaerys, Varys sat beside the painted table. Robb stood beside Jon who held a raven scroll from their brother, Bran.

"I thought Arya was dead. I thought Bran was dead." Robb stated aloud. Jaehaerys smiled warmly at her husband but neither Jon nor Robb looked happy.
" I'm happy for you. You don't look happy." Jaehaerys told them. Jon closed his eyes and shook his head.
"Bran saw the Night King and his army marching towards Eastwatch. If they make it past the wall.." Jon didn't want to question what the letter said, there was too much at risk, too much at stake.

"The Wall has kept them out for thousands of years. Presumably.." Varys spoke but Jon interrupted Varys quickly.
"We need to go home." Jon told Robb. Robb agreed and looked at Jaehaerys.
"You said you don't have enough men." Daenerys told Jon. Jon answered her, "We'll fight with the men we have. Unless you'll join us."
Robb looked at Jaehaerys with pleading eyes. She sighed and half smiled.
"And give the country to Cersei? As soon as I march away she marches in." Daenerys asked. Jaehaerys chuckled.
"Perhaps not. Cersei thinks the Army of the Dead is nothing but a story made up by wet nurses to frighten children. What if we prove her wrong?" Tyrion proposed. Robb looked at Jon with wide eyes.
"I don't think she'll come see the dead at my invitation, or Robb's." Jon said. They watched Tyrion walk around the table to get closer to Robb and Jon.
"So bring the dead to her." Tyrion told Jon.
"I thought that was what we are trying to avoid." Daenerys said bluntly. Jaehaerys stood up and shook her head. Her side still hurt from the arrow wound.
"We don't have to bring the whole army. Only one soldier." Tyrion said. Davos who was standing on the other side of Jon asked, "Is that possible?"
Jon thought about it for a moment and then answered, "The first White I ever saw was brought into Castle Black from beyond the Wall." 
He remembered what it looked like. How it smelt.
"Bring one of these things down to King's Landing and show her the truth." Tyrion said to Jon and Robb.

"Anything you bring back will be useless unless Cersei grants us an audience and is somehow convinced not to murder us the moment we set foot in the capital." Varys pointed out. He was intelligent, even though he aggravated Robb more than anything in the world.
"The only person she listens to is Jaime. He may listen to me." Tyrion thought aloud.
"And how would you get into King's Landing?" Jaehaerys asked. Tyrion looked up at the beautiful princess and then turned to Davos.
"I can smuggle you in, but if the Goldcloaks were to recognize you, I'm warning you, I'm not a fighter." Ser Davos told Tyrion. Tyrion smirked and nodded his head.
"Well, it will all be for nothing if we don't have one of these dead men." Daenerys told them.
"Fair point. How do you propose to find one?" Jaehaerys asked Jon. He paused and stared at the ground and then looked up at her.
But Ser Jorah Mormont quickly intervened, offering his services, "With the queen's permission I'll go north and take one."
Jaehaerys looked at him with wide eyes, and Robb nodded at him in silence. The man had been nothing but kind to his family whilst they were in hiding. He would fight alongside the man regardless of what was to come.

Daenerys turned around and looked at Jorah.
"You asked me to find a cure so I could serve you. Allow me to serve you." He begged. Jaehaerys smiled at their interaction. Although Jorah was twice her age, Jorah loved Daenerys immensely.
"The free folk will help us. They know the real north better than anyone." Jon said.
"They won't follow Ser Jorah." Davos told Jon. Jon looked at him grimly, "They won't have to."
Davos shook his head and looked at Robb as well.
"You can't lead a raid beyond the wall. You're not in the Night's Watch anymore. You're King in the North." He said to Jon. Jon was rather annoyed with being told what to do.
"I'm the only one here whose fought them. I'm the only one here who knows them." Jon pointed out to them.
"I haven't given you permission to leave." Daenerys said. She noticed how her sister was picking at her hands.