Game of Dragonborn.

Chapter 175 - The Broken Wolf.

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Third Person POV.

Winterfell.

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On a morning, a considerable-sized camp was set up in the south of House Stark's region, while people were having their first meal and preparing to continue on to Winterfell, as that was their goal.

There were some northern banners, and one specifically, that of the grey wolf, while a large woman approached it and found a man eating alone in front of his tent.

"We are three days from Winterfell, my lord." said Lady Mormont, who had just arrived in front of the man, after speaking with the scouts.

This camp had approximately more than a thousand men who had left Reed's seat after the Boltons' retreat, along with the entire path cleared of Roose's bastard and the ironborn.

Robb Stark looked up as Lady Mormont spoke to him. "I understand... Let's just keep the pace and reach Winterfell's gates in the coming days." he said, while Lady Mormont seemed irritated by his mild tone.

"How long are you going to stay like this, Robb Stark? You are the heir of Winterfell. I know horrible things happened in the South, I was there with you and lost my daughter Dacey. However, you are finally returning home and you need to stand firm now. Your cousin, self-proclaimed king, is dominating the whole North, and he has already taken Winterfell."

"All the lords are heading there at this moment. Lord Reed will also come in a few weeks, while Stannis is laying siege to White Harbor, with your father inside. I know you would wish to meet with your father, but it is not safe. And not even aligning with Stannis may be the best option. We need the only Stark with the best claim to be able to negotiate with the enraged dragon." said the Mormont woman with a heavy tone toward Robb.

"I think you are right," he said, still a little with his shoulders slumped.

The war had affected him beyond precedent: seeing his mother die, his army destroyed, and also knowing that his son had been killed still in his mother's womb had shattered all the will Robb once had.

He was no longer the proud Stark who had marched to war. Despite being young, he began to win battles, becoming even more arrogant, but also showing he was a genius on the battlefield.

However, that did not prevent him from being betrayed and attacked from all sides. He lost his family, his love, his men, his honor, and now he returned home as a broken man.

At the same time, his brother — or so he thought, the fruit of his father's marriage — in truth his cousin, son of Lyanna and Rhaegar, had invaded the North through the Wall with an entire army of wildlings, something no one could have imagined, even more so with him mounted on top of a dragon, as some rumors said.

The rumors about the North began to arrive one after another. Daemon divided the Free Folk army and launched an attack through the southern regions after his dragon had destroyed the Dreadfort.

He advanced starting with the Umbers' lands after leaving the Gift, moved to the Karstarks' area, then returned personally with his army against the fragmented Bolton region.

Daemon personally executed minor nobles of the Bolton lands as if they were animals.

Robb knew that Jon was not doing this for him, but rather for a principle: he would never forgive what the Boltons, the Lannisters, and especially the Freys had done by attacking a guest in his own home after receiving them.

Jon executed all the men of Hornwood who had led their lady to her death, imprisoned in one of the towers. He had conquered the Cerwyn lands, expelled the ironborn from there. He entered the Tallhart region and broke the siege of the ironborn with the white flames of his dragon. Lord Tallhart knelt before him, bending the knee and swearing to serve him. They then advanced south and took the siege in front of the Dustin seat, after slaughtering the ironborn and entering the castle, imprisoning Lady Dustin.