"Your Grace... please... I'm begging you... sit this one out." Edd begged the woman as they rode up to the gates of Castle Black.
"If not for yourself then for your kids and that child growing in your stomach," Tormund added on causing the woman to sigh heavily
"I can't. I have to fight for Jon. For his honour." Joanna replied
"Okay... just be careful." The two told her and she nodded her head
Soon after, Tormund looks up at Wun Wun and nods his head as the giant begins banging on the gate door until it is broken down and wildlings fill the courtyard with the men of the nights watch having arrows aimed at them but they don't fire as they backed up slowly
"Attack!" Alliser shouted drawing his sword as a nights watch man charged Tormund but he easily and effortlessly cuts him down. The rest of the nights watch not moving.
"Fight, you cowards!" Alliser called out again. A Night's Watchman on a balcony shoots Wun Wun in the shoulder with a crossbow bolt. Wun Wun turns to face the man, then grabs him by the legs, slams him against a wall, and tosses his body to the ground in front of Alliser. After this, the Night's Watch members allied to Alliser begin dropped their weaponry.
Tormund, Joanna, and Edd all approach Alliser with their swords drawn towards him.
"You fucking traitor," Alliser says to Edd
"The only traitors here are the ones who shoved their knives into their Lord Commander's heart," Joanna spoke aloud
"For thousands of years, the Night's Watch has held Castle Black against the Wildlings," Alliser argued
"Until you," Tormund spoke up then Olly shouted and charged at Tormund with his sword but he quickly grabbed Olly and disarmed him, then tossed him to another man who restrained him. As two men take Alliser by the arms.
"Throw them into the cells where they belong," Edd demanded as the men dragged Alliser, Olly, and the Night's Watch betrayers away.
As this was all happening, Joanna snuck away and into the room where Jon lay lifeless.
She sat on the table beside him and grabbed his hand in hers. "Jon... you have to come back. To me... to us... I need you... our child needs you." Joanna whispered as a tear escaped down her cheek as the others entered the room.
Tormund walked over to look at Jon and sighed. "Took a lot of knives. I'll have my men get the wood for a fire. Bodies to burn." He spoke up
"Absolutely not..." Joanna trialed "No one is to touch him... not until I have done everything I can..." she said getting up and leaving the room at a quick pace.
She walked across the courtyard, up some stairs, and to a door that she knocked on. "Come in." The voice spoke.
Joanna walked in to see Melisandre sitting at the fireplace. "I'm sorry, my lady. I didn't mean to interrupt." Joanna softly spoke
"You interrupt nothing," Melisandre replied with a small smile that disappeared as soon as it appeared.
Joanna looked down for a moment while walking closer to the fire and looking into it. "I assume you know why I'm here," Joanna spoke in a barely audible tone
"I will after you tell me." She replied not looking at Joanna
"It's about the Lord Commander." Joanna continued in the same soft tone.
"The former Lord Commander." Melisandre corrected
"Does he have to be?" Joanna asked and this time, Melisandre looked over at her.
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Nyctophilia|Game of Thrones
FanfictionNyctophilia (n.) Love of darkness or night; finding relaxation or comfort in the darkness. Joanna, of the house Lannister, Second of her name, Princess of the Seven Kingdoms, rightful heir to the Iron Throne. Daughter of Jamie and Cersei Lanniste...