BRAN

A young Lion cub follows its father, a crowned stag and his mother, a lioness through the riverlands, along with is sister and brother. There are three Dire Wolves; two pups and an adult. Then the young lion cub gets sick and dies…

Bran awakens from his dream. It is one day after his father and sisters left with the King for the Capital. "Joffrey is going to die." He whispers. Later Bran joins his family for morning meal.

"Bran are you alright?" Cat asks.

"I had a dream last night."

"What did you dream about?" Rickon asks.

"I saw a Crowned Stag, a Lioness and three lion cubs…There were three Dire Wolves with them…two pups and a grown male wolf. The eldest Lion cub got sick and died…"

"Weird dream." Theon says.

"I think it means that Joffrey is going to die."

"Bran it was just a dream." Cat says not noticing the look Robb and Talisa share.

"Bran come here." Robb says when their meal is finished. "When you have another dream I want you to come and tell me and me alone."

He frowns at his older brother. "How do you know I will have another dream?"

He smiles, "Because I know…When the time is right I will tell you. Now go to your lessons."

He tries to focus on his lessons, but it is hard to concentrate when the images keep flashing in his mind. "Bran!" Maester Luwin calls, "Bran!"

He jumps, "Sorry Maester Luwin."

Maester Luwin sighs, "We are done for the day go both of you."

Rickon cheers and runs off. Bran is less enthusiastic about an early release from his lessons. That night he lays his head down and suddenly his eyes turn white and he wargs into his Dire Wolf Summer.

Through Summer Bran pauses as Grey Wind and Shaggy Dog chase each other. Then the two wolves run up to him and they all start wrestling. That is when he hears a familiar voice, "Grey Wind! Summer! Shaggy Dog!" They run towards Robb who has meat for them. They gorge on the raw meat and fill their stomachs. Then Bran looks at Robb and he at him. Robb smiles, "So you have discovered your warging powers…"

Bran returns to his body and sits up breathing heavy. The next day he and Robb walk side by side. "Old Nan always told us the stories, the legends. I never thought I would be one." He looks at Robb, "How did you know? Can you warg as well?"

"Yes…You and I are special…You are meant to be the next three eyed Raven and I…Well it's a lot more complicated…See our ancestor Bran the Builder sent his soul into the future to me…He united his soul with mine and gave me his magic…You can't tell anyone."

"Because they wouldn't understand."

Robb smiles, Bran's power forcing him to grow up mentally long before his time. "Yes…I will train you for as long as I can, but after you will need a teacher."

"Who?" Bran asks.

"When the time comes I will introduce you to him."

Everyday other day Robb and Bran train secretly in the godswood when everyone else is asleep. On the fifth day when Bran did not train with Robb a message arrives from House Darry. Prince Joffrey is dead. Robb doesn't want to, but he shows the letter to his mother. "My gods…And Bran dreamed about it."

"Mother we have to tell him."
"No!"

"Mother he will find out one way or another…People talk." She didn't like it, but the family and household staff are called together and the news broken.

"I saw it happen." Bran says to Robb during one of their training sessions.

Robb sighs, "Yes you did…and I killed him."

Bran frowns, "How? Why?"

Robb places his left hand on the weir-tree, "Take my hand…" Both their eyes turn white and Robb shows Bran one of the many futures. One where Robert dies and Joffrey becomes King.

"You killed him with magic to protect father and our sisters."

He nods, "Yes…Now father and Sansa are safe…"

"What about Arya?"

Robb sighs, "Arya has a different path to walk, but she will be fine. I am still wrestling with myself on whether or not to allow her to walk that path."

"You used the heart tree to increase your powers…"

Robb smiles, "I did…"

"Can I do that?"
"You are not ready yet…Be patient."

Once again Bran dreams

A great fire burns. Men women and children run through a village…all of them are missing their clothes and skins. At the center of the village is two beams crossing diagonally, A skinned man is on the cross…

Bran tells Robb about the dream after they break their fast with the family. "The flayed man of House Bolton…Son of Bitch!"

ROOSE BOLTON

Roose Bolton the Lord of the Dread Fort. The words of House Bolton are Our Blades are Sharp. Their sigil is that of a flayed man upside down on a cross of a X. While Roose had agreed with the alliance with the Free Folk outwardly, on the inside he hated it. "Father…" Roose's bastard son Ramsey Snow says to him one day.

"What boy!"

"I was thinking about those animals the Wildlings…If they attacked say a village on the Umber lands or our people living on our lands…We would be within our rights to wipe them out."

"Why would…"

"Mercenaries hired by us to look like Wildlings…They attack a village. A few survivors report what happened and its open season on the Wildlings…"

ROBB

With the weir-tree amplifying his power Robb is listening to everything. Maester Walken objects and is threatened by Ramsey. Locke the Master-at-Arms of the Dread Fort is sent by ship to Braavos to hire a mercenary army. The army is to land near the mouth of the Weeping Water. Robb has to work fast. First he sends a Raven to House Glover. The Glovers hate the Boltons more than anyone. Then he sends a telepathic message to Jon.

JON STARK

Jon is sharpening his sword. "Jon do not overreact…You are not going crazy…Speak mentally and I will know what you are saying. It is me Robb."

He frowns and looks around, "Robb? Is that really you?"

"Yes."

"How is this possible?"

"I will explain later…Listen and do exactly as I say."

"You alright?" Ygritte asks. She is nearby placing feathers in her arrows.

"Fine I'll be right back…" Jon goes to his hut and writes a letter as if he got it from Robb. He waits two days and asks to speak with the Elders. "I got this message from my brother…"

"How did you get it?" Rattleshirt asks.

"We know the lands south of the wall better than you…A messenger snuck in and delivered it."

"What does it say?" Tormund asks.

"The Boltons are plotting against you…They intend to hire a mercenary army to dress up like Free Folk and attack a village…My brother has spies at the Dreadfort…House Glover is gathering a force…We are to fortify the village against attack and join up with Lord Glover's army. We will greet this mercenary army destroy it and then we will deal with the Boltons…"

The Free Folk begin building trenches, arrow towers, and barricades around the village. Then Jon has the Elders place sentry patrols of a hundred men every ten paces. At night Jon and Tormund lead a force of five thousand fighters to meet up with Lord Glover's army. As Robb told them a mercenary army lands on the riverbank of the Weeping Waters.

"Wait until they unload all their men…Then we attack." Jon says. They wait for two hours, Then Jon orders the attack. A hail of arrows precedes the Calvary charge on the Mercenaries which number three thousand. After eight hours of fighting the Mercenaries are defeated. Locke is captured alive by Jon who was given a description of by Robb. They take the ships and then march on the Dread Fort.

Roose Bolton's men and household servants knew nothing of the plot. So they turn on Roose Bolton and Ramsey Snow. Maester Walken comes out to speak with Jon, Lord Glover, and Tormund. "I swear by the old and new gods…that the servants and soldiers of the Dread Fort knew nothing about Lord Bolton's plans. I knew and counseled against it, but my life was threatened. Lord Bolton and his Bastard are in chains…"

"Deliver them to us and we shall leave in peace." Lord Glover says.

WINTERFELL

Roose, Ramsey, and Locke are taken before Robb Stark and Mance Rayder. "Roose Bolton…I Robb Stark…Acting Lord of Winterfell and Acting Warden of the North do hereby strip you of your titles and lands…I declare you oath-breaker. But as much as I would like to…It does not fall to me to judge you…It falls to the King Beyond the Wall, of whose people you plotted against…" Robb leans over and whispers into Mance's ear. He rolls his eyes and stands up.

"Call the witnesses…" He commands. Maester Walken testifies. Then three mercenaries who were taken captive. "Do the accused have any words to say in their defense."

Roose looks at his son and Locke who nod, "We demand a trial by combat." Roose says.

Robb tries to whisper to Mance, but he raises his hand. "I know of the tradition knee-bender. But the Free Folk have no such tradition. We cut the tongues from the mouths of oath-breakers. And we behead those break alliances and pacts of peace or plot to do so…And I judge you guilty Roose of House Bolton…Bastard of the Dread Fort and Locke Man-at-Arms…There is one tradition you people south of the wall follow that we Free-Folk do…He who passes the sentence must swing the blade."

A few of the Free Folk are present. Roose, Ramsey, and Locke are taken to the courtyard. They are forced to their knees. Some men start beating drums as Tormund hands Mance a heavy ax. The Free Folk cheer as Roose's head hits the ground. Then Ramsey's and finally Locke's head.

"Place their heads on pikes and burn the bodies as a warning to anyone who would try to bring discord between the Free Folk and the North Lords." Mance commands.