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"𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 sent to me by Samwell Tarly. He was my brother at the Night's Watch, a man I trust as much as anyone in this world. He's discovered proof that Dragonstone sits on a mountain of Dragonglass" Jon gives the letter he's got from Sam back to the Maester and takes the other
"I received this a few days ago from Dragonstone. It was sent to me by Tyrion Lannister. He is now Hand of the Queen to Daenerys Targaryen. She intends to take the Iron Throne from Cersei Lannister. She has a powerful army at her back and, if this message is to be believed, three dragons. Lord Tyrion has invited me to Dragonstone to meet with Daenerys. And I'm going to accept." Jon's announcement brought in the room shouts of anger and I could only remember the girl who was wanted dead by King Robert and his council and think about her now, the most powerful woman in Westeros.
"We need this Dragonglass, my lords! We know that Dragonglass can destroy both White Walkers and their army. We need to mine it and turn it into weapons. But more importantly, we need allies!" My brother declared. I don't know what to think of this. The North swore to be independent, but she wanted to be the queen of all kingdoms and Gods know what kind of queen she'll be. The only thing I cared of right now was Bran and if we need Daenerys Targaryen to survive this be it, even if my northern pride will be damaged.
"The Night King's army grows larger by the day. We can't defeat them on our own. We don't have the numbers, Daenerys has her own army and she has dragonfire. I need to try and persuade her to fight with us. Ser Davos and I will ride for White Harbor tomorrow then sail for Dragonstone"
"Have you forgotten what happened to our grandfather? The Mad King invited him to King's Landing and roasted him alive" Sansa boomed and the lords in the room agreed with her
"I know that"
"She is here to reclaim the Iron Throne and the Seven Kingdoms. The North is one of those kingdoms. This isn't an invitation; it's a trap" she argued
"It could be but I don't believe Tyrion would do that. You know him. He's a good man"
"Your Grace, with respect" Yohn Royce rose "I must agree with Lady Sansa. I remember the Mad King all too well. A Targaryen cannot be trusted. Nor can a Lannister
"We called your brother king" Another spoke "And then he rode South and lost his kingdom"
"Winter is here, Your Grace" Fierce Lyanna Mormont made Jon turn around to face her "We need the King in the North in the North"
"You all crowned me your king. I never wanted it. I never asked for it. But I accepted it because the North is my home. It's part of me, and I will never stop fighting for it, no matter the odds. But the odds are against us. None of you have seen the army of the dead. None of you. We can never hope to defeat them alone. We need allies, powerful allies. I know it's a risk. But I have to take it"
"Then send an emissary. Don't go yourself"
"Daenerys is a queen. Only a King can convince her to help us. It has to be me"
"You're abandoning your people. You're abandoning your home"
"I'm leaving both in good hands"
"Whose?"
"Danya's. And yours. And if something is to happen to me Danya will rule as a regent until Bran comes of age"
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𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐍'𝐓 𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐃𝐄 if it was expected of Jon to give Winterfell or not. I might be the oldest, but Sansa was always better than me in this matters. Perhaps Jon knew I'd accept Daenerys or a powerful ally's help if given against the war, perhaps he knew I would also give up my status for the win to be on our side. I hoped Sansa would help me, though. She had her good points too, but what was a crown if we are meat marching for the Night King. And yet, the idea of a throne made a part of me swell with pride and want. What mother wouldn't want to see her child crowned? No. I can't and I won't do it. I never really wanted it.
The hour was late, and Sansa's knock on my door showed me that I wasn't the only sleepless one. "He sleeps so peacefully" she glances at Bran, who decided he liked to stretch in my big bed and not in his crib.
"Mhm...He cries during the night more than in the day. He doesn't like me not holding him all the damn night" I complain to her and she chuckles
"I'm glad I haven't got the occasion to stay with him after the sun sets" I nod at her smiling
For a moment Sansa stares at my hair "Will you let me braid it now?" she whispers
I laugh at her and and his at my desk where a mirror was placed, remembering that when we were younger I never let her play with my hair for some reasons, despite her pleadings and cries "You didn't let me or mother touch it" My sister voices my thoughts
"I don't know why. It's quite nice feeling your fingers in my hair" I confess
Silence fell over us, however I try to bring up a subject that will be either talked now or later "When I was trveling with Sandor, I heard about her in inns and streets of villages. They say she's good. Very good" I explain
Sansa sighs "He souldn't have gone. Gods, he's so foolish and honorable, just like father and Robb. I understand that he wants to save the North, but a Targaryen is not the answer"
"Yes" I nod, agreeing with Sansa, not knowing if I lied to her or not.
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Selfish // Sandor Clegane
Fanfiction"Because I am not beautiful Sansa or wild Arya, I am Danya, Sandor, just Danya." #2 in asongoficeandfire 7/26/2023 #1 in sandor 9/5/2023 #3 in clegane 7/9/2023 #1 in thehound 8/5/2023 #2 in aryastark 9/20/2023 #2 in nedstark 12/05/2023