"I failed." Theon whispered.
"You didnt." Salem countered. "Arya, our little killer came and saved the day." Salem assured. "Get some rest, you are still healing."
"I failed." Theon whimpered.
"You fought bravely, you can live out your days trying to do better, be better. Be the man you used to be." Salem assured kissing his forehead. "Get some rest, Theon... I'm going to the capital."
"I thought Daenerys died in the battle?"
"She did." Salem agreed slowly. "But Cersei still needs to be stopped and I want to be the one to do it." Theon nodded. "I'm leaving Magnus here, the trip is no place for a baby. In case things go bad... I'm leaving Rickon here too... can... can you watch out for them when you are feeling up for it?"
"It would be my honor."
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"Get me into the capital Clegane." Salem demanded. He stared down at her. "You are going to kill your brother correct?"
"Aye." He agreed.
"Then get me in. Discreetly. You lived there long enough you know the ins and outs. As your queen-"
"Are you queen now?" Sandor questioned. "The queen?"
"Yes. Im taking cersei down next." Salem agreed. "Are you going to help me?"
"Next?" Sandor chuckled. Salems lips pursed.
"Are you going to help me?" Salem demanded.
"I will." A deep voice said from behind them. Salem turned already knowing the voice.
"You cant go soft on me Ginger." Salem instructed. Tormund scoffed.
"Im always hard around you." Tormund corrected.
"We Sneak in and take them down quietly." Salem instructed.
"I can be quiet." Tormund agreed.
Salem didnt want to leave Magnus but what she had to do at the capital wasnt a place for children. She didnt want him getting hurt. Bran assured he would look after Magnus and rickon assured he would look after Bran. Which got a very dramatic eye roll from Bran.
Salem clung to Magnus before finally letting him go.
"You need back up." Arya decided.
"What I need to bury my pretty little blade in Cersei. Just like I did to daenerys." Salem corrected. Arya smirked.
"I knew you did it." She whispered hugging Salem. "Be careful."
"I will." Salem agreed.
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"I know." Salem remarked. Jon stared back at her. "I know your parentage. Bran told me."
"Salem I dont want to be king." JOn remarked.
"Good, because I want to be the queen." Salem agreed. "I'm taking Cersei down. I want you to be king of the north, rule up here like you have been. Without me of course you will have to pick up the slack but-" Jon hugged her.
"Dont die for Cersei." Jon begged. "We need you."
"The realms need a good queen. I want to be that queen. I want to be the good the realm needs." Salem remarked.
"Then I wish you luck, Salem."
"You will protect the north?"
"I will protect the north." Jon agreed. "And Magnus, all of them. I was gone for too long, you took care of everyone, its the least I can do now."
"Good boy." Salem agreed kissing his cheek. "I love you Jon."
"Will you keep my parentage a secret?" Jon questioned. "I dont want anyone to know. I have been a Snow forever. I dont want to be Targaryen."
"King Snow." Salem agreed.
"I love you Salem."
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A fortnight into the journey they were making great timing. They got a real bed that night and Tormund was taking advantage of it.Salem grabbed Tormunds ass, digging her fingers into his muscled flesh to bring him back into her every time he pulled away.
"Dont get a big head about this." She rasped, he slammed into her, his tense face hovering over hers as he moved inside of her.
"You just want my head" he agreed.
He kissed her. She kissed him back. It was rough and demanding, like her hands on his ass. He tried to make his point, tried to make his mark. But no matter how hard he drove into her, desperate to make his point, it didn't matter.
When he finished and she dug her teeth into his flesh, probably leaving another mark while his body went rigid with waves of pleasure, he still didn't have her promise. Salem relaxed beneath him, and he rolled onto his back.
She jackknifed to sitting, swinging her legs over the side of the bed in the little inn, barely taking a breath before slipping into her clothes in record time with her back to him.
"I don't belong to you, tormund." She reminded him. He sat up, standing behind her with his chest to her back. Grabbing her face, he turned her head just enough to kiss her, tasting every inch of her mouth once more before pulling back a fraction of an inch to meet her eyes—her hard gaze.
"No. You don't." He agreed. "But you belong with me." He released her jaw but her gaze locked on him still.
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Roshambo / Tormund Giantsbane
FanfictionSalem Stark took winterfell back from the Boltons, Jon arrived from the wall just in time to see his sister claiming their victory. Tormund took one look at the wolf queen and fell in love. 🐺 "Wanna make a bet that you break before I break. Wanna...