"The dead?", Daenarys asked with obvious skepticism.
"The army of the dead is on the march", Jon said as he ignored the snickers from crowd.
"The army of the dead?", Tyrion asked with equal suspicion to Daenarys.
"The army of the dead is real. The white walkers are real. The night king is real."
"So you want me to rally all of my banners and march north to fight an army of dead men?", Rhaegar asked, "Sounds reasonable... And after that I'll fight an army of grumkins while we're at it."
More people in the crowd now laughed.
Lyanna spoke, "Do You know how my king united the wildlings and northmen in an alliance? Our peoples have butchered each other for generations and would've continued for generations to come, but Jon warned us of our common enemy."
"An enemy you have no proof o-", Tyrion tried to speak up but was interrupted by Lyanna.
"Nearly every living wildling has seen them along with many brothers of the night's watch. He brought us together so that we can stand together against our common enemy. We crowned him as our king not because he wanted it but because we needed a leader. We thought he was a bastard but we didn't care. He rallied the north! He lead us in battle! He defeated the Boltons!"
Jon took over in a softer but more ominous tone, "If the wall and the north fall than the south will get a very harsh and a very cold reminder of why the wall was built."
"But the wall still stands.", Rhaegar said, "Surely if this army was real the north alone could easily hold the wall."
"We don't have the men or the means to kill them", Jon said, "We've been weakened by war amongst ourselves. The night king has the majority of the wildling dead under his control and they will only grow stronger in number with every victory."
"And what exactly are these 'means to kill them'", Rhaegar asked.
"There are three known ways to kill them.", Jon said as he drew long claw. Several guards took a step forward but Rhaegar waved them away back to there posts. Jon continued, "Valyrian Steel, Fire, and Dragon glass. We need to take every ship and mind dragonstone for all the dragon glass it's worth."
"How did you know about the dragonglass on dragonstone?"Rhaegar asked, "It not a secret but it's hardly common knowledge."
"Before the night's watch mutiny against me, I sent my most loyal and trusted brother to the Citadel to become castle black's new maester after the unfortunate death of brother Aemon Targaryen."
The room went nearly quiet at the name. Most south of the wall forgot that Aemon had even been alive.
"I did not know of my great uncle's death", Rhaegar said, "He will be missed"
"Aye, he will but not by you. When we sent ravens for help it was under maester Aemon's orders. He was certain the dragons would come to our assistance", Jon said, "but we both know that didn't happen."
"I would like to remind you we had our own wars to fight", Rhaegar growled.
"So did house Stark yet my brother, Robb, sent three thousand soldiers to help us defeat the wildlings and after they were dealt with the soldiers returned to his army to fight."
"ENOUGH!", Rhaegar shouted, "I invite you here and you insult me, your father, and the south as a whole! Than you have the AUDACITY to ask me for my help!" The dragon king took a deep breath anger his white hot rage was replaced with a quieter and calmer anger. "You think you are the only one who's lost people? We have lost many of those we cared for as well in our own wars." He turned to several guards, "I want him out of my sight."
Jon sheathed his sword as two guards approached him. He did not fight as he and his men were escorted out of the throne room.
(For those of you wondering why he only brought Lyanna Mormont with him, it will be explained in a later chapter)
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