Of Wolf and Dragon
Chapter 2
The North Remembers
My love had been hit hard by the news that flew from winterfell,it had been almost 20 miniutes and he hadn't said a servants where pressing him into his armour as the other servants helped to pack our bags.I was sorry very worried about my fierce,loving and loyal wolf,i walk over to him when he is in his black and gold armour adorned with direwolves for shoulder pads and dragons on his breast plate "My love,my king let me help you" I say pressing my self to his form as he wraps me in a tight bends down to place a kiss on my golden hair "My queen and my stars I am nothing with out you" he breathes in to my hair as his embrace what seems like an eternity we leave the privacy of our bedroom and make for the great hall to address the will be leaving the hand of the king in charge whilst we tend to the north.
In the great hall our loyal subjects that include ser Jonah mormant,Samwell is now hand of the king and will be in rule in our absence I sit atop the iron throne with drogon to my right " My kingdom and loyal subjects we leave kings landing for the north lord Brandon stark has been taken ill and your king Lord Jon stark requests that we make for the north to to see his brother and in our places we leave in our place Ser Jorah Morment as king regent until our return we also leave drogon our beloved dragon to protect kings landing and its inhabitance" I rise from the throne and ghost my loves truly magnificent albino direwolf walks me down from the throne and down the stairs and into Jon's warm embrace we walk out into the court yard and our horses lay in wait,a caravan of soldiers by our side and a carriage at the back snow rides by Jon's side as start on the long road to take us to winterfell.
As we made it to the kings road,we see vast woods and a stream "Let us stop for a break"i say as the carravan of people steps of his hoarse and makes his way over to go and sit by the stream as we eat an apple each and watch as the water flows past our feet,Ghost rest's his head on lap and i stoke him contently as jon clutches my our break we resume our journey along the kings would take us around a week maybe two if we kept at the pace we going jon wanted to get there quicker than a month and i for one certainly wanted to get there quicker so that my beloved king of wolves would stop worrying so.
four hours in and its almost night fall,the caravan make a camp near the ruins of harenhall castle,and me and jon lay in our beautifully crafted tent with the sigils of both our houses embroidered on the gold and black lay at the front porch of the massive tent the wolf was ever so protective of both me and jon,my eyes close and sleep takes both me and jon as i lay there in his arms full of warmth and joy.
Two hours into our sleep we hear the clash of swords and the shouts of our men,Jon gets up and dresses in his amour an grabs white fang from his bedside and rushes had decided to try and attack the carravan whilst we slept but the strange thing was they all bore the same house crest on there shoulders that of the keeper of the iron islands the grey joy family "Jon bring me the leader i want to cut his head off myself" i said as the rest of our loyal solders cut through the rest of bandits jon brought me there leader and stood him infront me "I Danearys of house targaryn condem you to death,by the first men and the king and queen of the severn kingdoms" i say as bring the sword down and into the mans neck as blood spatters across my face as the battle all but subsides as the "bandits" are brought down and questioned by the royal guards.
