Edaline let Jon and those loyal to him sort things out.
She unlike the rest, had no concerns that his eyes would turn ice blue.
He was alive as he could be, they were all alive and warm and human and ugly in her eyes.
She was so very very tired all the time the last few days.
She just wanted rest.
She fell into her bed and into the abyss of darkness and snow where her king was already waiting.
He was so beautiful - all dark edges and ice and those brilliant eyes that drove her mad.
He was in a black cave with dead trees and he had his sword out.
He looked so lost in thought that he didn't notice her until she was right next to him.
He turned to her - and for a moment she was frightened of him. She saw what everyone else saw when they looked at him.
Death, ice, ancient inhuman horror, all the fierceness of the long winter and darkest night and things that have been killing men kind in as long as darkness was there.
But much like the first time she saw him in that fateful stolen vision.
The fear didn't push her away, it made her heart beat faster with excitement, made her want to jump head first into this icy pool of darkness and never resurface.
Unlike the first time, this time she didn't hold back watching from the distance until he saw her.
She pulled her night dress over her head and threw it somewhere on the ground leaving her completely nude, she unwound her braided hair into its wild glory and she turned the Night King to her beautiful nude body and kissed him fiercely and pulled him down on top of her.
Sword still in his hand and a mild look of surprise.
She rolled them over so she was on top, taking out just his cock - no time to pull all this armor off!
And impaled her hot dripping wetness on his hard ice.
She fucked him with all the pent up fury of not really being there, of not being with him for the last few days.
She pulled his sharp nails to her back encouraging him to dig them into her tender flesh.
She leaned into him - her naked breasts rubbing against his cold black armor, scratching her hard nipples and sending tiny jolts of pleasure to her very center.
He came as she came, biting her ear gently and telling her to hush.
Reminding her while teasing her ear with his tongue that she was alone in her room at the moment after all, not really here in the cave with him where she could scream deliciously for him as loud as she liked.
He was correct of cause, and she giggled picturing her brother or Ser Davos - men that had bravery and honor radiate from their very soul like a lighthouse in the night, break down the door - swords bared, to defend poor helpless Edaline from whatever peril was currently making her scream.
Her smile disappeared as she she thought about it more.
Ser Davos was the type of man that saw every woman below an arbitrary age he defined based on who knows what, as a daughter.
Her father was the same way - and she actually grown to really like the kind Onion Knight in the past few days.
She would hate to make him uncomfortable.
Jon, well, he was already stabbed in the heart once this fortnight.
She didn't need to guess how he would react anyways, she just needed to picture him in that situation.
She already vomited once today thanks.
The only best version of this scenario would be if the' not actually a real giant' red haired Tormund would come to her rescue - but the jokes would never stop after that.
She has grown to like him as well, she met him in the past, but murdering the cannibal wildring and supporting her brother through all of this really created a giant orange spot in Eda's heart. So no, this would be bad as he would stop talking about her tits after that. And loudly.
Night King was watching Eda's face quietly laughing at her thought fragments. He stroked a loose strand of hair from her face and pulled her head into the crook of his neck.
"I want you back here at my side my fierce little queen. It has been only a few days and already how many times have I almost lost you?"
"Just once!" she snapped at him, annoyed.
"And if your brother wasn't back with the living?, how safe would you be now?"
She wasn't sure in that - she always thought men of the Watch strange and creepy but with their own sort of honor and morals, now she didn't know.
"Find a fresh body to keep around, I will not have you without extra protection"
"The Watch burns all their dead, it may be very hard"
Edaline thought for a minute then her eyes lit up wickedly.
"If they are fresh can you use them in other ways too until I can be back in your arms?" and her eyes got that feral look he so loved.
He chuckled "Yes my queen, I can, but are you really that insatiable…" he didn't need to ask - he knew.
"That going into a trance every time so I can fuck my lover in my head isn't as good as having a version of him in the flesh, yes" she interrupted - eyes ablaze.
A dark smile crossed his face.
His little Edaline was truly a unique delicious wild beast.
And there wasn't anything in this world he wouldn't do for her