Winterfell

"Arya wait!", Arya turned around and slapped Sansa in the face with the most force her small frame could muster.

"How could you?" she spat out

"He's our brother, he took back our home, he protected you when no one else could, he avenged Robb and Mother yet you still went behind his back and-and betrayed him", Arya was at the brink of tears. Every word that left her mouth hurt a thousand more times than the slap that Sansa had just received. She was conflicted. Jon was a good person but he had left the North leaderless and went off to conspire with the dragon queen to take control of the Vale. Lord Baelish had informed the Northern lords of the news from the spies. He had told them that Jon was not satisfied with the North and wanted more, he told them about Jon threating to kill him. He asked them how could they follow someone who would backstab the person whom that had saved their life, he suggested that they overthrow Jon and elect a new leader. Most of the lords resisted at first, especially Lady Mormont but as the months passed and the effects of winter took a toll on the northern people, the Lords were getting more and more restless. First, it was Lord Manderly who had enough of the Ironborn raids that of which he had asked for aid but none came from the King in the North. Sansa needed the wildlings to drive back the Ironborn but they only answered to Jon, she had tried many times to send ravens to dragonstone but she received no replies. Then as food became scarce and the threat of the south became more prominent, one by one the Lords rebelled and through this chaos, Sansa was appointed Wardeness of the North.

Sansa felt guilty about taking Jon's place, but she had a yearning for power deep inside her that constantly stirred and it was only a matter of time before she snapped (with a little help from Littlefinger). Littlefinger told her what to write in the letter, he had also told her to ambush the wildlings at the Dreadfort and to drive them down south to the neck. Sansa had also taken revenge on the Karstarks and Umbers. She rid their people of their home and lands and sent thousands down south with the Wildlings to find a new home. She gave the Umber and Karstark lands to loyal houses such as Glover and Mormont. Lady Mormont did not approve but even she could not reject the generous offer.

"Please stay", Sansa wimped out. "I need you".

"Well you should've thought of that before you betrayed your family", Arya said coldly before walking away.


JON

Jon was standing on board his ship staring out into the deep blue sea brooding. He could not believe Sansa would betray him. Even after all the things he had done for her, he was shell-shocked when he had been informed but he was almost certain that there was outside influence in Sansa's betrayal. Jon scolded himself for putting his emotions first, he had nearly forgotten about the threat in the North. Westeros needed to band together or else the human race will face annihilation. If the Night King can take control of Westeros, then he will have enough men in his army to conquer the world.

The very thought sent chills down his spine
Jon heard footsteps behind him, he turned around to see Davos emerging from below the deck.
"Has Sam agreed to meet us at Hornhill?", Davos nodded and handed him a Raven scroll.

It was from Tormound, "Your bitch of a sister has banished us from the North, the free folk travel with the Karstark and Umbers down south to the neck".
Jon let out a long painful sigh before staring out into the sea. "Send a raven to Lord Reed, ask him to inform the free folk, Karstarks, and Umbers to travel further down to Hornhill".
"Sure", Davos started to walk away before he stopped and turned around. "Will this work?"

"It has to"

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