The Lost Stag

Winterfell

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                    A young boy runs through a snowy forest, crosses a shallow stream, and then runs through the streets of the winter town. As he runs through the town, pigs squeal, and donkeys bray. He reaches the street and stands among a large crowd, struggling to see what is happening on the road. A man steps aside, and the boy pushes through. Arya smiles as she watches the boy run through. A large army is marching along the road, and the boy continues to run alongside them. He finds a tree and climbs it to get a good view of the army marching along the road from Winter Town to Winterfell. A man's shout can be heard, and the boy turns to face the rear of the army. The army marched through the streets with Daenerys, Valen, and Jon atop their horses. Arya looks at Jon and Valen. She smiles and starts to speak but says nothing as they ride by. Many people in the town stare at the troops marching through. Sandor is on a horse of his own with the army. Arya sees him but says nothing. Gendry is also riding on a horse with Juno riding beside him. Arya looks at him and smiles as he goes past. A carriage is among the army, and it carries within it Tyrion, who sits opposite Lord Varys. The army continues to march, and Missandei and Grey Worm ride alongside each other. The villagers stare at them disapprovingly. As they ride past, people also stare at Valen, Jon, and Daenerys. "Sorry for their looks, but Northerners don't really trust outsiders," Valen explained. A dragon roars, and the villagers fearfully look up at the sky. People start clamoring as Drogon, Viserion, and Rhaegal fly overhead. Arya emerges from the crowd smiling in awe. The dragons swoop over Winterfell, and a very pregnant Sansa watches from the walls of Winterfell.

                    Daenerys, Valen, and Jon ride into Winterfell towards a crowd of people standing within. Bran Stark is sitting at the front of the crowd in a wheelchair. Bran has thick auburn hair and deep blue eyes of the Tullys, like his mother. Jon rides up to him and dismounts his horse. He walks up to Bran and kisses him on the forehead. "Look at you," Jon said tearfully, then sniffled. "You're a man," he said proudly.

                    "Almost," Bran said in an emotionless tone. Jon looks at him quizzically. Valen rushes past them as Sansa walks out of Winterfell. She pulls her wife into a long passionate kiss. Sansa clings to Valen, having missed her dearly and almost losing her to Jaime. Jorah and Daenerys watch from behind.

                   "Where's Arya?" Jon asked, gaining his sister's attention.

                   "Lurking somewhere," Sansa answered as Valen placed her hand on her wife's large stomach. Jon turns around to Daenerys, and she walks over to him.

                    "Queen Daenerys of House Targaryen. My sister, Sansa Stark, Queen in the North, Queen of Winter and of the First Men, Lady of Winterfell and Storms End, The Red Wolf, and Protector of the Realm," Jon introduced.

                    "Thank you for inviting us into your home, Queen Sansa. The North is as beautiful as your brother claimed, as are you," Daenerys said. Sansa looks at Daenerys hesitantly, but a comforting touch from Valen helps relax her.

                    "As are you. The North welcomes the mother of dragons, and hopes are alliance last generations," Sansa said with a smile.

                    "We don't have time for all this. The Night King has the horn of Joramun," Bran explained. Valen, Jon, and Daenerys turn to look at Bran. "The Wall has fallen. The dead march south," he said, causing everyone to look at each other in concern.