Game of Dragonborn. [BOOK 1/2]

Chapter 191 - The Sentence for the North 01.

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Third Person POV.

Winterfell.

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"Enter," was all Daemon said that morning, with the sun just beginning to rise over the horizon, while he was in the solar of Winterfell, reviewing a few more letters.

The door soon opened with his permission, and Ned Stark himself entered. Daemon lifted his gaze to his uncle.

"You are here, uncle. How have you been?" he asked calmly, noticing that the man had not slept that night.

Lord Stark looked toward the door closing, before facing Daemon with a serious expression. "I had a discussion with the ghost of my sister. But I believe you already know that," he said in an indifferent tone.

Daemon almost smiled, with a touch of sarcasm in his voice. "Well, I'm glad you have been speaking with my mother. However, I will not ask about your conversations, they are not mine."

Daemon stood and looked at Lord Stark seriously, extending his hand. "I will not take much of your time. Everyone is already gathering in the throne room. I only want you to keep this."

A glow appeared in Daemon's hand — and a great sword appeared before Ned, who looked somewhat surprised.

"I know your son said that I was in possession of the Stark sword in the Riverlands. Regardless, you will need it. Take Ice. I am returning it now, before I recount my little sad story, which involved you torturing me when I was just a child. I hope you do not lie there in front of everyone," Daemon said.

Lord Stark simply nodded. After that, Lord Stark left the solar while Daemon finished his final tasks.

He adjusted his clothes with a noble doublet, called a few guards to watch over the solar, and went directly to the throne room on the first floor.

Even before he arrived, murmurs from the men could be heard.

There was no training in the yard that day.

There was no audience with the people.

The judgment would be entirely dedicated to the future of the North and the wounds that still bled, with matters from the past.

When Daemon entered in a dignified manner, followed by two free folk men who acted as his guards, the entire hall fell silent.

Everyone looked at him and at the Iron Throne, displayed in the highest place of the hall — nothing more fitting, occupying the place of the throne of winter.

People whispered about the fact that he had taken the throne of King's Landing and was using it as his own chair so far north. The very chair that Aegon the Conqueror had struggled to obtain, sacrificing a wife and her dragon in the process, was now being carried from one place to another by his descendant.

Daemon offered a slight smile toward the side of the throne. Where Daenerys sat with Ser Barristan Selmy guarding her, and beside her were Lucis, Ygritte, and Val.

On the other side of the throne was Mance, whom Daemon had asked to remain in that position. Closest to the throne, facing him, were Lord Cerwyn and Lord Tallhart, whom Daemon made a point of highlighting as his main allies, the first to join him.

Daemon walked past everyone in silence as he made his way to the throne, greeting a few people: his future wife, his spear-wives, Mance, and others.

He turned and slowly sat in the chair.