Winterfell, the North
303 AC
Visenya all but collapsed into her seat. "We need another plan." she rasped.
It had been two days since the battle started. The last living child of Elia Martell had set up numerous wards so the dead could not be resurrected along with multiplying the Valyrian Steel they had.
"What can we do? Its not like we can negotiate... don't you tell me that's what your fucking thing about." Aaron said.
"We can try. Let me go." Visenya said.
"No." Robb and Jacaerys chorused as one.
"Let. me. try. Before more people die!" Visenya said, slamming her hands down on the table and standing up. "Not all wars are won through battle. Some are ended through careful negotiation."
"I say we try." Sansa said. "It's a good shot. We must hope for peace."
There were more murmurs but slowly, everyone agreed.
Jacaerys looked furious but sighed. "I'm coming with you."
"No. Stay here. If things go south, then Elia and Aeryn need their father if someone kills the Night King." Visenya said. She smiled slyly. "I'll take Jon."
Jon was confused when he saw Jacaerys and Aaron shoot the Iron Lady 'wtf' looks. "Are you sure, Your Grace?"
"Yes. We leave now." the Sun Dragon commanded, leaving the room.
Lands outside Winterfell, the North
303 AC
"Hold!" the Night King barked when he saw the black scaled dragon ahead. He felt 'can we negotiate' magic radiating from the the rider.
The dragon landed and the humans dismounted. A Valyrian female dressed in white and another human male in black... oh this was interesting.
A human male with the blood of wolves and dragons. Unaware of his heritage but the female next to him was.
"Night King." the human female said in Skroth. "Can we negotiate? One sorcerer to another?"
While his commanders began to whisper he felt a grin come onto his face.
He could respect this female–while her blood screamed of fire and dragons, she was more brave than the other humans before.
"Yes." the Night King answered.
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The Sun Dragon
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