The Wars to Come - J.S.

26 - UNWELCOME

— winterfell —

With Jon riding in front of them, Daenerys and Aurora keep their heads held high as they ride into Winterfell. 

Aurora glances to the side to see all of their distrusting faces staring up at them. 

"I thought they would at least be more welcoming to you and Jorah, you're from the North." Daenerys mumbles quietly. 

Aurora lets out a quiet laugh and shrugs, "The only people I really spoke with when I was here last were Jon's friends and his sister and they were all nice. Course Tormund didn't like the fact that my father was the Lord Commander, but he came around eventually."

Daenerys smiles at her and then they hear the roaring of a dragon. Everyone looks to the sky as Drogon and Rhaegal fly right above them all, most of the Northerners start screaming and running for the safety of their homes.

Daenerys and Aurora share a smirk and then turn their eyes forward once more.

As they finally enter the gates of the castle, Jon speeds up as he sees his brother. He quickly dismounts his horse and walks over to hug the boy in the chair. 

Daenerys, Aurora, and Jorah all dismount their horses as well and stay back while Jon hugs his sister.

Aurora watches as Sansa stares at her Queen, an angry glint in her eyes that Jon seems to miss. The Northern lords and ladies lined up beside her have the same look, distrust and anger. 

When he turns, the three of them walk over to join him.

"Queen Daenerys of House Targaryen." Jon introduces. "My sister, Sansa Stark, the Lady of Winterfell."

"Thank you for inviting us into your home, Lady Stark. The North is as beautiful as your brother claimed, as are you." Daenerys says with a kind smile.

There is a pause while Sansa looks down at the Queen, "Winterfell is yours, Your Grace."

"We don't have time for all this. The Night King has your dragon, he's one of them now. The wall has fallen, the dead march South." Bran says to Daenerys, whose eyes widen at the mention of Viserion. Aurora's do as well and she feels her heart speed up at the thought of fighting a wight dragon. 

They all head inside to discuss the preparations for the upcoming battle, and Aurora greets Sansa as they walk inside. 

"Good to see you again." the Mormont girl says as she reaches out to touch Sansa's arm softly. 

The redhead smiles down at her, "You too, Aurora." 

Sansa then walks ahead of her and Aurora greets Brienne and Podrick.

When they enter the hall, Jon, Sansa, Tyrion, and Daenerys take their spots at the high table. Aurora glances around for a place to sit and ends up standing along the wall between Grey Worm and the Dothraki commander. 

They begin with discussing how all of their banners have been called to retreat to Winterfell, and then Sansa calls out for Lord Umber.

A young boy pokes his head out from between some other men and then gets up and walks towards the front.

"When can we expect your people to arrive?" Sansa asks the young Lord.

"We need more horses and wagons, if it please m'lady." he says, and then he looks at Jon and frowns, "And m'lord." Another pause as he looks at Daenerys and adds, "And My Queen, sorry."

Aurora smiles at the young boy's attempt to address everyone at the table. 

"You'll have as many as we can spare. Hurry back to Last Hearth and bring your people here." Sansa orders, he bows his head and then turns to leave the room.