They gave way to her like how men would for their queen, except they weren't men but the undead. She willed her feet to continue walking and slowly, through her tears, the weirwood tree came to sight, and beside it stood an undead stallion with a White Walker atop. She could only think of one creature from Bran's stories. He was exactly how she imagined him to be- The Night King.
Rated: T - English - Fantasy/Romance - Chapters: 4 - Words: 8,087 - Reviews: 8 - Favs: 52 - Follows: 50 - Updated: 8/23/2018 - Published: 1/27/2018 - Jon S., Sansa S., Arya S., Bran S.