Noah [Game of Thrones] ✓

Wraiths

"The Undead have crossed the wall and Jaime Lannister finds his sense of honour that he despised Lord Stark for." Noah walks across the courtyard, clad in pants with the Dornish dagger by her side and two made of Dragonglass as well. Her hair is tied up and away from her face and next to her stands Tormund who barks out a laugh at her immediate jab as soon as her eyes landed on the one handed man. "Noah Mars. The woman who just upped and left during night without a word. The night that took my father's life." "I don't have anything to do with that. I merely figured out where Sansa was. So I went to save her. Once again. I told all of you so many times that I do not feel any sense of loyalty to your family. I am with the Starks.", Noah says, her lips pulling into a small smirk. "Let me introduce you to Queen Daenerys. She most likely will hate you or want to kill you. You know that, right?" Jaime nods. "Cercei won't come to help nor will she keep her word. I came to keep mine. I am a knight. If I do give my word it is final." Noah smiles and nods. "Good. Because we need every man we can get. I already told Daenerys I doubted Cercei's word and I doubted Euron would be running away like a scared little child. That man is insane. He'll be more likely to rape one of the wraiths while killing multiple others than to run away like that.", Noah says, rolling her eyes. "How did you know? She had me fooled." "I know her better than she knows herself. I studied it with your father to teach Joffree his ways of manipulating everyone to do his bidding. I studied it with her to know when I could trust her word. When I heard she isolated Tyrion from everyone to talk about it, I knew she was lying. Because Tyrion wants to see the best in her. There is no best in her." Tormund, who is still listening, grins widely. "Smart women always get me hard." "What charm. Go fuck yourself.", Noah responds, playfully punching his arm. Both of them laugh while Jaime looks in confusion and terror for behind them is Brandon Stark in his wheelchair. Guilt fills his every fiber, then determination. He'd try and make up for it. That boy would make it and if he had to die for it.
"Come, Lannister. The queen will want to talk to you. Bran! What are you doing out here my dear? I told you it really isn't good for you. Especially without a some blanket! Who dared to wheel you out?" The boy smiles. "I came to greet an old friend." Noah looks towards Jaime. "Reasoning accepted. Do you want to go to the godswood or can I take you inside?" "The Godswood." Noah grabs a few furs that she wraps Bran up in, then cups his cheek. "I'll be with you soon." He nods. "Thank you." "You! Take Bran to the Weirwood tree! Now." "Yes, Lady Mars." "Come Lannister. Let us go speak to Daenerys."

Of course she had immediately turned the whole ordeal into a trial, shooting down Tyrions attempt to defend his brothers actions. "Noah."
The brunette peeks up. "Yes?" "What do you say?" "We need every man that can fight to fight. And even with one hand Jaime Lannister ist still deadly. That and he fights with Valyrian steel. We can't really send away anyone willing to fight against the long night when they outnumber those on our side plentifully." Daenerys looks at Noah with raised eyebrows. "So you trust him?" "I trust only those I consider family and myself. No. I do not. But I do believe that he didn't come here with Cercei's permission. She would have never let him get here alone.", Noah says and Daenerys nods. "If there is one person whose judgement I can trust it is yours. You told me from the beginning Cercei wouldn't come. And if you say we'll need him he shall be allowed to prove himself and fight. Your services are highly valued. Thank you." Noah swallows the rejection of the Targaryens words and simply nods. "Hand him his blade. Welcome to the long night."
Gently brushing over Sansa's tense shoulders she then gets up. "Where are you going?" Noah smiles softly. "Bran is alone in the Godswood. I will stay with him. I trust Tyrion will have a plan about what to do with those who can not fight." Immediately Sansa straightens up. "You'll not be with me?" Noah smiles. "Your brother is the night kings target. I will stay by his side and defend him to the best of my abilities. I will defend all of you to the best of my abilities. I never wanted for anything but your safety. So did your parents. It was them who brought me here to serve the Starks. And I will not stray from my duty. Be safe. I love you." Noah presses a kiss to the girls hair, then leaves the hall, passing by all those watching with admiration.

Soon it was time.

She knew they would win. But still she felt the nerves strike her.
Bran already is awaiting her.
"He'll soon be here." Noah nods.
"I know. I know too well."
"Let us await him then. Together." "Together. Yes."

Bran looks to her.
"Do you know him?"
"Wholly? No.", Noah smiles, shaking her head. Her eyes sway towards the sky.
"I just know one thing. He is coming to Winterfell for one Reason."
"And that would be?"
"Revenge." "Why would he want revenge on Winterfell?" "He wants revenge on the Starks, my dear." "I do not know of this.. explain." "You do not know because he was born from the first men. Before the three eyed Raven was created."

Brans eyes widen slightly.
His gaze follows hers as he looks towards the sky.
"He was a Stark and his family turned their backs on him."