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Third Person POV.
North....
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While Jon settled in at Castle Cerwyn, news began to arrive about the events at Hornwood Castle, and it was certainly shocking.
"He judged and executed 300 people by his own hand?" Stannis asked with a grim look.
"Yes... my lord. Servants and guards from Hornwood Castle..." A man kneeling before Stannis spoke with a cautious look at King Stannis Baratheon.
"What do you think?" Stannis turned to the red woman.
"This happened... the false dragon king is beginning to spread terror, the people are starting to fear him throughout the North, and soon they will all be here, before the king, seeking answers to defeat this evil." Melisandre said in an euphoric tone.
"You think we will have Lord Stark's support, then?" Stannis asked.
"Yes, my king. All the houses will soon be seeking your cause, we can have the North as your first conquered kingdom and the heretic king destroyed." Melisandre said.
"That is good..." Stannis responded with a tone of satisfaction.
"We must not forget what Daemon Targaryen possesses, my king. He has a dragon. He destroyed Dreadfort a few weeks ago. We must be cautious." Davos was the one who spoke this time, also among the counselors around the king.
"The dragon is highly managed, and so it will be when the time comes, Ser Davos. The Lord of Light is on our king's side, have no doubt of that." Melisandre interrupted him with a firm tone.
"Even so... I know we need to defeat him. We also need the North with us, my king. But the acts of burning their sacred groves... it doesn't seem like we'll win their love. No more than Daemon is winning, when his cause is against what they did to Lady Hornwood, even if it was done brutally..." Davos said to the king, ignoring the red woman's disgusted look.
"Do not worry, Davos. I appreciate your words and counsel, but I believe the Red God chose me for a reason. I am the promised prince." Stannis said with confidence, while many around him nodded in agreement.
"Yes, my king. It won't be a dragon that stops us. You will have your crown." Ser Justin Massey, also among the war council, said firmly.
Davos said nothing more, but looked at Stannis with a reluctant gaze.
This same woman had said they would win the city of King's Landing before the attack on the Blackwater, and look what happened: his last son was killed in the battle, and most of the fleet was destroyed. Stannis lost his men, and now he was here in the North trying to raise a new army to march south with the North's support.
At the same time, he had to give up trying to help the Wall, when he was on his way there upon receiving the letter from the Lord Commander asking for help. They knew that if they had helped stop the wildlings from taking the Wall, they would have had the North's favor.
But before they could reach farther north, the Wall had already fallen.
They had no choice but to return to the southern part of the North, when there were 180,000 wildlings south of the Wall.
King Stannis wanted to rally the northern houses to his cause when he discovered that Lord Stark was alive in King's Landing with some lords of the Vale, after escaping capture by Lady Arryn of the Vale.
At the same time in the south, Joffrey would soon marry Margaery Tyrell — or so the old lion wanted, as the Lannisters were desperate. House Tyrell seemed to be stalling due to the recent events in the North over the past few weeks.

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Game of Dragonborn.
FanfictionJon Snow is a Dragonborn after 2 millennia without another appearing, an identity that is neither on the light side nor the dark side, only caring about his own goals before wanting to be good or evil. Some may label him a demon while others a hero...