Selfish // Sandor Clegane

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐗𝐋𝐈𝐈𝐈

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𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 the number of days since travelling away from my siblings, but in enough time of riding I arrive at Castle Black, where Edd, the new Lord Commander welcomes me in and tells me to settle back in the room I slept before.

At dinner he asks of our ally hunt, then ends up disappointed of our small number of men, yet, just like Davos, still had faith in Jon.

Bran's blue eyes stare directly into mine, laughing as I repeatedly kissed his small hand and Ryne, who was left beyond the Wall, hunting when we left to talk with the houses was now with us, moving her tail, happily. He was now able to sit, being supported by a wall of pillows I've made, but it was still sitting. That's when Edd enters the room rapidly without knocking.

"A raven from Winterfell" he explained, handing the paper to me

It was unopened. The fact explained his panic and excitement. He waited for me to open it. I anxiously open it. I didn't read it out loud, however my smile made Edd realise the message.

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𝐍𝐎𝐖, 𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 felt like almost a waste of time, now knowing they've won the battle. The journey home was quicker and we arrived sooner than me or the ones in Winterfell expected.

I was certain that the people recognised Ryne before me, as I heard the whispers of my name after Ryne's. Jon was waiting for me in the great hall, where I heard he was crowned King in the North.

I embrace him and he smiles at me, handing a piece of rolled parchment. I ask him to open it for me, pointing at both my hands holding Bran. He did as I asked and turned the text of it to me. I couldn't believe my eyes when I finished reading it, so I read it two more times. Jon had made Bran a Stark, and more that that the heir of Winterfell, now the prince of it.

"Jon, it's - thank you" I smile at him

"It's the right thing. Winterfell was supposed to be yours after all" He admitted

"You'll do a far better ruler than me" I laugh "I belive the future King of this castle is very tried and needs sleep in a proper bed and so does his mother. Now if you'll excuse us..." I proclaim

"Of course. I had your mother and father's bedchamber prepared for you two. The little one deserves a bed of his own, don't you think?"

I give Jon one last smile, which showed my gratitude that could not be explained in words, before leaving to give myself and my very sore arms for carrying Bran around a rest.

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𝐖𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 our daily meeting with Stranger when Jon and Sansa stopped me to give me the news of a letter from Tyrion Lannister, who was now the Hand of the Queen Daenerys Targaryen.

"You think it's really Tyrion?" Sansa doubts the words from the paper in front of her "It could be someone trying to lure you into a trap"

"Read the last bit" Jon tells her

" 'All dwarfs are bastards in their father's eyes'. What does that mean?"

"It's something he said to me the first night we met" Jon informs us "You knwo him better than any of us. What do you think?"

"Tyrion's not like the other Lannisters. He was always kind to me, but it's to great of a risk" She explains " 'The Seven Kingdoms will bleed as long as Cersei sits on the Iron Throne. Join us. Together we can end her tyranny' " She reads Tyrion's words

"Sounds like a charmer" Davos observes, eyeing the letter "Of course, the casual mention of a Dothraki horde, a legion of Unsullied and three dragons a bit less charming"

"What?"

"Fire kills wights, you told me. What breaths fire?" Davos stated

"You're not suggesting Jon to meet with her?"

"No, too dangerous"

"But?"

"But is the Army of the Dead makes it past the Wall, do we have enough men to fight them?" And a dragon or two, or three might come as handy, I believe Davos also wanted to add.

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