The Bastard and the Whore.

Negociations.

Jon POV.

Jon groaned as his eyes slowly opened. He was in his cabin on Stannis's flagship on a very uncomfortable cot.

He was woken up by commotion coming from the upper deck.

He laid in the bed for a few moments before deciding to see what was going on. Jon rolled out of the bed and pulled on his clothes.

Mance POV.

Mance climbed the stairs to the upper deck with Jon at his side. The sun was only just rising yet everyone else seemed to be awake and gathered around something.

Not something... someone! He had dirty blonde hair and his clothes bad been torn by Stannis's guards and they were shouting slurs at him.
"MAN WITHOUT HONOUR!"
"SISTER FUCKER!"
"LANNISTER SCUM!"
"KINGSLAYER!"
Were just some of the things shouted at the man. He looked up and his face formed into a smirk when he saw Jon.

"Bastard Of Winterfell. What brings you so far south? Tired of freezing your cock off at the Wall?" The man said, clearly trying to maintain some emotional strength.

"Ser Jaime. Surprised you could tear yourself away from your sister long enough to join us." Jon replied with a grin.

Before Ser Jaime could reply, Stannis walked over to them with Davos and Melisandre at his side.
"Ser Jaime, to what do we owe this honour?" Stannis asked in a mocking tone.
"I was sent to kill you and the dragon whore. You had better guards than I expected." Jaime replied as he was pushed onto his knees in front of the King.
"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you right now?" Asked Stannis.
"Cersei has kidnapped Olenna Tyrell and holds her and what's left of her army hostage in Kingslanding. You can trade me for her." Jaime told them.

"Olenna isn't worth it. From what I've heard about you you'd make a more useful hostage." Daenerys said as she joined them on the deck with the leader of the Unsullied.
"I thought Olenna was your ally? Given up on her already?" Jaime mocked.
"Ser Jaime is my prisoner I will decide what to do with him. You have no say in the matter!" Stannis said cutting Daenerys off.

The two sides stared at each other tensely, both ready to attack at a moments notice.
"Fine. Do what you want with the Kingslayer." Daenerys said through gritted teeth before storming off in frustration.

Cersei POV

Cersei stared out of the window at Kingslanding, watching with hatred as Stannis's fleet docked. He'd sided with the Dragon Whore!

"Your grace they're waiting in the dragon pit." Qyburn said from the doorway as The Mountain stood behind him.
"Very well. Bring the prisoner." Cersei ordered with a smirk.

Sansa POV

"Being the Lady Of Winterfell suits you." Sansa spun around when she heard that familiar voice.
"ARYA!" Sansa said with glee as she hugged her little sister tightly. "How did you get passed the guards?" She asked.
"I've picked up a few tricks over the years." Arya said with a smile.

"Lady Arya." Brienne said with a smile and a bow.
"I'm not a lady." Arya argued with a frown as Brienne stood back up.

Ghost sprinted over to Arya and licked her hand as she laughed.
"Hello boy. Where's Jon?" She asked as she ran her fingers through the direwolfs soft fur.
"Come inside. I'll explain everything." Sansa said as her smile faded slightly.

Stannis POV

Stannis walked into the Dragonpit with Davos, Mance, Jon, Daenerys, Tyrion, Melisandre and Greyworm. There were a few chairs put under a canopy. Two guards dragged Ser Jaime along by his wrists.