As usual don't own GOT or ASOIAF. Just a note: I had this done before Sunday but wanted to wait to see how the finale would turn out. There will be end notes spoiling the finale and the connection with the story to it. So if you are not caught up don't read it. Thanks for reading and hope you enjoy it.

Chapter 2

I was taken to New Castle to meet with Lord Manderly. To say I was nervous would be an understatement. Everything could be riding on the information I receive from him. If he joins us the battle will no doubt change to an overwhelming victory. But if he does not, the war could be lost. I remember my father telling me that Lord Manderly was fat but when I saw him when I entered the hall, I think he would beat Robert Baratheon in a contest.

"So you are the last remaining son of Meric Frost. I must say I am surprised that you still live after I saw you years ago leaving White Harbor for Essos. Believe me or not I am happy to see the Frost line still exists. Your father helped me become a better lord, White Harbor was not as rich as it was until your father met with me when he came back after the rebellion. I owe so much to him and I am guessing you are not here for the past and pleasantries." Lord Manderly enlightened to me.

"Thank you for meeting me so quickly Lord Manderly and sorry for waking you up so early but it is urgent…" I was about to explain before being cut off.

"I know about the uprising of the remaining Starks against the Boltons. I received a letter from them a week ago asking for my men to retake Winterfell. I have 1000 men and do not want to see them killed for a possible failure to retake a castle. They have Wildlings, savages, the North has been fighting them for generations and I am supposed to immediately trust them." He grumbled loudly.

"I understand your position with the Wildlings but what does it say about you that you will not help the Starks because of Wildlings. They are willing to die for Jon and Sansa's home but you would rather stay and cower. I have brought 5000 men which means the chances of your men dying decreases. I am asking you to join them and me to retake Winterfell. Do you remember the saying that 'there must always be a Stark in Winterfell?' The Starks have been loyal to the North, making every house better and what have the Boltons done since they took over. If I remember correctly your ancestors did not live in the North. You came from the South while believing in the Seven not the Old Gods. The Starks did not have to accept you but they did and even let you continue practicing the Seven." I responded.

"I understand your argument but how do I know we will not just go to war after this battle, where does the fighting stop. We already lost men in Robb's war, which was justified but we are still trying to rebuild our people." He replied.

"I will give you all of my ships if you join us and try to get the Cerwyn's to join us as well." I offered.

"You are willing to give up fifty ships just for us to join this fight on the side of the Starks. You are very loyal to them. While still young you have lost much and could lose even more yet you still hold on to your loyalties. What I would not give to be young again. The fire in young people is still strong. Alright I will give you my men. I take it we will hit them from the south." He cheerfully said. "As long as I live my family will always be loyal to the Starks. I admit I was afraid of what would happen if I joined the remaining Starks but knowing that someone like you who remain loyal even though you have not seen them in years would die for them makes me happy. The letter mentioned that Rickon is a prisoner of Ramsay Bolton and knowing Ramsay, Rickon will die before the battle really begins." He continued.

I went on to explain my idea and what I dreamed while on the boat. "I know I may not be able to stop what happens but I have to at least try. That is why I need you to try to get the Cerwyn's to side with us. No matter how many men they give us it is better than none." I said. After a few more minutes of discussion we agreed we needed to leave as soon as possible to make sure we got to the fight before it started. He said that he could get the Cerwyn's to side with us but they only have around 500 men which would bring our total to about 6500. I was feeling good about what had just happened and went to meet with my men.

I told them about what transpired between Lord Manderly and I. We received the 500 horses and made final plans. Lord Manderly had sent one of his sons in his stead as he could no longer ride his horse due to his weight. His first son and heir Wylis was in charge of the Manderly forces while he agreed that my three commanders would be in charge of mine. We all agreed that when the battle started Jorro would take over all command as he was the one with most experience.

Just before leaving I met with Dako, Jorro, and Hellela. "I hope that when we win the battle the four of us will see each other again. We will celebrate with ale, food, and song. If we are lucky we could come up with a song about flaying the Boltons with our swords and bows." We laughed at the last remark.

"When we win you must show us where our new home Snowfall is. I have a feeling it will be cold and boring but sometimes that is just what the Maester orders." Jorro remarked.

"I hope I will not be the only woman fighting, I heard stories about how women Wildlings fight just as well as the men. The looks on some of the Boltons' faces when they see a woman charging and cutting them down is something to look forward to." Hellela fantasized.

"My new home is in North. Bolton men pillage North. They feel my sword and bow as punishment. Snowfall sound good even if cold." Dako exclaimed.

"Remember do not send ravens, we cannot take the chance that they may fall into Ramsay's hands. We need to remain unseen which means you need to keep your eyes out for any Bolton scouts. Kill them or capture them it makes no difference. We have the advantage right now by him not knowing of the 6000 men riding from his south." I explained.

I hugged all three as we were getting ready to move north to what may change the course of Westeros. In the back of my mind, I wondered what the future would hold should we be successful. Would Jon, Sansa, and Rickon want to avenge their family or would they stop after reclaiming Winterfell. All I know is that whatever they decide, I will be right next to them ready.

Red and I had split from the march to head northwest so that we would come in from the west to see if my dream would come true. I knew it would only take about two days for me to get to where I believe the battle would take place but it may take an extra day for the army to get near Winterfell. While alone with Red, my mind also wandered to the past about my family, Red himself, the Starks, and the North.

Note: Lord Manderly mentioned that he did not want to lose more of his men meaning that he did not have as much men and they may not have helped all that much and same with the Cerwyn lord. The main character showing up with the men that he did caused Manderly to feel better about the chances and joined. I also do not know how far I will take this story but it will definitely be well after Daenerys takes King's Landing.