This is a story of a bastard girl who discovers that the scared man is her father. I don't really see many of this types of stories out in the internet.
The men stood in the circle and started to fight the undead, but the more dead stood near them the ice beneath them started to break. A dozen of the dead fell into the frozen lake. The men stood on a rock in the middle of the corpses that stood around them.
"We will have to wait," says Jon.
All the men stood and waited.
"Would it be so bad for your daughter to like me?" asked Tormund.
"We are trapped by the dead and all you think about is my approval, mad fucker," says Sandor.
"I am alive still, I can think of a warm body of a woman," reasons Tormund.
"Think of any woman but my daughter," says Sandor.
"I would protect her with my life, I am glad she did not come," insisted Tormund.
"I can protect her, she doesn't need a cock sucker like you holding her back, putting her in uncomfortable situations," says Sandor.
Tormund says nothing.
The men waited in the cold for hours, Sandor impatiently picked up a large rock and flung it to a skeleton nocking its jaw off. He picked up another rock and flung it but it fell at the feet of a corpse. The rest moved forward.
"Shit" says Sandor.
The men prepared to fight, Beric turned to Thoros who laid on the frozen ground.
Ser Jorah checked the man's pulse and says, "he is dead."
"We need to burn him, where will we find fire in this place?" asks Tormund.
Beric lit his sword on fire and lit his friend's body on fire. The men started to kill the corpses that flooded their surroundings. They were heavily outnumbered, but they fought with all they had. As the men lost hope of surviving dragons flew in and started to burn the corpses. One of the dragons was killed but the Night King. Sandor captured one of the Wight and placed a bag over it head. All the men climbed on the dragon with the silver haired queen. Jon Snow stayed behind, the men hesitantly left as the saw Jon fall into the frozen water that was broken by the dead dragon.
The men, Daenerys, and her two remaining dragons arrived at the wall in a couple of minutes. Ser Davos and Maliya greeted the group.
"Where is Jon?" asked Maliya.
"He asked us to stay behind, we saw him fall into the frozen lake," says Daenerys.
Maliya says nothing, she curtsies and go to her father. Sandor stood next to Beric and Tormund. Tormund made gestures and spoke loudly, Sandor rolled his eyes he was not interested of what the ginger had to say. Sandor looks up when Tormund stops talking to see his daughter standing next to the ginger giant. Tormund looked at the girl who was draped in warm furs.
Seeing the look that Tormund was giving his daughter, so he stepped between them to block his view.
"Are you alright?" Maliya asks in a whisper.
"I am fine, are you? I know that Jon was a friend of yours," asks Sandor.
"No, but I do not think he is dead, cold but not dead," she reasons.
Sandor looked at the young girl but said nothing. The moment was interrupted by yelling the small group goes towards the racket and saw that a lone rider had arrived. The rider falls to the floor, the rider was Jon.
Ser Davos and Edd take Jon to his chamber and remove his clothing replacing them with warm dry clothing. Maliya was relieved, Jon would be alright he just needs to be warmed up and need a good rest.
"Did you get the Wight Walker?" asked Jon.
"Yes, Sandor has placed it in a wooden crate," says Maliya.
"Good, we will need to go to Kingslanding to have a meeting with Cersei," says Jon.
"I'll leave so you can rest," says Maliya.
"Goodnight," says Jon.
Maliya walks to the courtyard, Sandor and Beric stood there.
"Jon says that we need to go to Kingslanding, to take the Wight to the queen," explains Maliya.
"I want you to stay here train with the ginger wildling," says Sandor.
"I thought you didn't like him," comments Beric.
"That fucker is better than the rapers of the Night's Watch," explains Sandor.
"You can keep practicing for the war to come," reasons Beric.
Maliya nodded.
"There you are, come I will take you to your chamber, you three will have to share," says Ser Davos.
The three followed the older man to the small room. They all rested in the warm room ready for a long day ahead.
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