Roshambo / Tormund Giantsbane

19. Crowns

Salem was in control of not only the Bolton and Stark armies but now the Vale was listening to her and her alone.

She meant what she said, she was going after Cersei once this was done.

"I'm heading off." Tormund remarked. "Best check on the progess at the wall."

"Oh." Salem answered.

"You are going to miss me, dont worry I will be back before you know it." Tormund assured. "Kiss for the road?"

"Bye Tormund." Salem corrected turning around. TOrmund rolled his eyes.

"YOu are a tough nut to crack Salem." Tormund declared.

"Then stop trying."

"I'm a persistent man." Tormund corrected. "And it will make the sweet treat clenched between your tight thighs all the sweeter when I finally crack you open and devour you." Salem bit her lip, he was the only man that could ever make her speechless.

"You should have been a poet." Salem said finally. "Safe travels." She added as she continued on her way.

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Tormund saw the face of death when he received a scroll. The direwolf sigil on the seal.

"Queen Stark?" Beric mused.

"Probably sentencing me to the wall for all eternity." Tormund remarked. He pulled it open and his eyes pinched closed. Be brave damnit. He thought as she opened his eyes staring down at the words.

~You cunt, your girls have been calling me mommy since you left and they are so stinking cute. You are not allowed to leave and have their cuteness manipulate me into falling for you from afar. I do give you some credit however for convincing them to sing your praises while you are gone. But I have bribed them into telling me the truth. They still say you are a wonderful father. Come back in one piece, Tormund. Queen Salem, yes the queen part was necessary~

Tormund smiled down at the words before he stuck it in his cloak giddy. Beric watched him curiously.

"Thats a big smile." Beric remarked.

"Salem likes me." Tormund remarked.

"She said that?"

"Not in so many words but yeah. She wants me." Tormund agreed. "It took leaving for a fortnight to get her to fall for me."

"Distance makes the heart grow fonder." Beric offered.

"I think its the two cuties back home I stuck on her." Tormund mused.

"Your daughters?"

"Aye, they are loyal little fuckers... now I got to get the fuck out of here." Tormund decided. Beric nodded in agreement as Tormund looked over the wall.

"It's a long way down." Beric remarked.

"Yeah. The crows keep telling me I'll get used to it." Tormund agreed but his eyes narrowed in. "But I'm out of here soon enough, gotta get my girl... what's that?"

"I can see movement..."

"Watch, on the tree line!"

"What is it?"

"They are here." Tormund declared as horns blew out.

The white walkers stood at attention as the crows waited then a dragon came swooping down. Danaerys dragon screeched out, ice blazing from his mouth.

Tormund watched it tear through the wall as though it was piss in the snow.

"Run! Run!" Tormund screamed out as the wall was crumbling around them.

The Night's Watchmen flee as the undead dragon attacked the wall will blue flame. The wall began to buckle and fall. The stairways shook and broke. Many fell to their deaths as they tried to get down. The undead army watched, motionless. Tormund and Beric barely escape from the collapsing section of the wall. Once it had came to the ground, the undead army started to advance. The army seemed endless, and included undead giants. The Night King led from above, riding Viserion. The undead marched south of the wall.

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"It's beautiful." Salem remarked. "Thank you."

"Fit for a queen." One of the Bolton men, Rumlow remarked. "We had some of lord boltons previous rings and chains melted down to make it."

"Thats really thoughtful, thank you." Salem remarked putting the crown on her head.

"The gems are dragonglass. Bits and fragments that broke off when making weapons." Rumlow added.

"You boys spoil me." Salem purred looking in the mirror. It was elegantly made, she loved that it was black. She touched it gently and it framed her perfectly like she was always meant to be queen.