Until We Meet Again❄ (Sandor Clegane) Game Of Thrones (Wattys2019 Nominated)

62 - Sweet Justice

A few weeks later

Alia hated Eastwatch and that was fairly obvious to those around her. She was irritable, moody, snappy, bitchy and miserable throughout her whole time there. Everyday, she would train with Archie and each time Archie would disarm and as always, told her to use 'the other hand' which was fairly annoying for her to hear since she did. Clearly not as well as her brother which was probably why he was the better fighter out of the two of them.

Cold and hungry, Alia was sat in one of the halls where the men ate, picking away at some meat on a bone from an animal she didn't even know and placed small bits in her mouth, chewing the stringy dry meat.

Jumping slightly, Alia looked over her should to see her brother burst in a wide grin on his face and physically dragged her by the arm outside where she was met with Jon and her father.

A wave of relief washes over her, thrilled to see them both unharmed, she opens her arms up wide and embraces the two men in for a hug. Jon soon pulled out, smiling at her softly before reaching over to hug Archie.

Alia maintained her arms around her father, burying her face into his shoulder slightly as he held the back of her head gently, running his fingers through her hair.

"I'm so glad you're okay father." She breathed, pulling away from the hug but Davos kept his hands on her shoulders, smiling proudly down at the woman infront of him. "Truth be told so am I." he chuckled causing Alia to laugh too and hug him again but as she looked over his shoulder, he noticed a man behind them, a proud look on his face.

His hair was blonde but was starting to grey and he had a slight tan to his face.

"Who's he?" She questioned, breaking away from the hug and looking at the man suspiciously.

"This is Ser Jorah Mormont. Son of Jeor Mormont." Jon answered for her, standing beside the man who smiled at Alia, shivering slightly from the strong snowy weather.

Archie looked at him for wide eyes, shocked to see him. He liked his father very much and thought he was a brave and loyal man which he was until the end of his watch.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Ser Jorah. I'm Alianora and this is my brother Archie." She introduces herself and her brother, gently placing a hand on his back and ushering the man forward. "Let's all get inside before we freeze to death." She suggests, all of the men nodding in agreement as they all head inside.

She took a look to her left and saw Gendry too, carrying a large hammer. "Gendry. Its nice to make your acquaintance again." She charmed, a small smile on her lips towards the young boy.

"And you."

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Following Jon, they walked into a room where Tormund was, drinking and eating as per usual.

Like a meeting, they all took a seat and waited for Jon to speak up about the whole scenario.

"Daenerys had pledged to the North to help us fight the dead. She may have three dragons but that's not enough. If the dead march past north and to the south, they will need all the help they can get." Jon explained, sitting across from Alia who had picked up a piece of Dragon Glass that Jorah had presented, inspecting the obsidian object in her hands in awe.

"Three dragons isn't enough?" Archie questioned in shock, clearly thinking that there was nothing more powerful than a dragon.

"It depends. We need Queen Cersei to help. But, Tyrion has explained that she doesn't believe that the dead is real..." Jon states, looking at all of the men as well as woman in the room. "We need to bring the dead to her."