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"Edaline, my queen, stay with me" - he implored for the hundredth time.
She kissed him again, they made love multiple times, enjoying simply having their real bodies together, and she was looking up at his inhuman face from the crook of his arm.
His hand was absently stroking her barely rounded belly.
"I will only come to King's Landing with Jon to make sure the wight he brings is impressive enough to get Cersei to cease her war on my people, and I will come back to you"
He wondered for… he lost the time how many it's been. How is that he was helping Edaline aide he brother who's sole purpose was to kill him.
Soon all this would be over and it would not matter.
Edaline came with him - she stated to watch (her) plan unfurl.
He suspected she was just concerned he may 'accidently' kill her brother and a few others amongst the living and was there to remind him to reel back his forces.
But he also felt, and the real reason he let her come, is she simply did not wish to part with him.
Not just yet, the idea of separating from her lover after this short reunion was physically painful to her and he felt it radiate through her like a scent.
It was making him want her again and angry to let her leave again even for a moment.
So she watched the men get trapped - hidden well behind the ice and snow.
They just had to wait until Daenerys showed up.
No one would have even been hurt until that huge idiot threw a rock.
Edaline was idly practicing making the wights walk in circles to keep herself busy.
She let the wights do their thing without holding them back.
They were pre-built for destruction it seemed.
It took more effort to keep them still and not moving and killing.
The dragon queen did not disappoint - showing up - all fire and brimstone.
Eda walked over to her King as he dismounted his horse.
His face was - awe, admiration? He was about to say something...
"Go my love, she kissed him quickly as he walked over the hill with his commanders.
Killing a dragon was easy if:
You were expecting one to fly in and had a spike big enough to pierce it,
Have been around since the time they were as abundant as some birds and this wasn't your first time shooting one down mid flight,
Had preternatural senses, 100,000 extra eyes to aim through and a millennium to hone in your hunting skills.
The Night King would have been genuinely surprised if he missed that shot.
Ages and ages ago when he was still human, even first men had some protection against a rowdy dragon here or there, and no dragon hatched in the wild would have flown this close to the ground - unscaled belly open to anyone with the right sized spear.
Random memories like this made the king actually felt old.
The dragons were beautiful, but he had seen bigger and better once upon a time.
It made him slightly wistful again to take down one of the only three living examples.
They really were magnificent animals.
But controlled by a mere Targaryen child - that would not do.
And anyways, he had better uses for it - and it's not like three (from what he could tell) males were going to expand the population any time soon.
His Edaline - his queen - everything happened just as she predicted.
He glanced at her self satisfied smile - hands clutched together in anticipation like a kid watching a traveling show.
She watched her king take down Viserion with a single ice spear and clapped jumping up and down like a little girl. He shook his head and smiled in her direction.
This was a grim dangerous battle, and she was making him laugh instead of looking stern and brooding by just being Eda - unacceptable!
But he was joyful- and not about finally achieving his goal and getting his hands on something that could tear down this damned wall - but also because once in for all Edaline has proved her loyalty to him by handing him this.
If he had any shadows of a doubts remain about his very warm, still very human queen sunk under ice with the dying creature.
She was truly all his, body mind and soul, and she just handed him a key to cross this barrier he was searching for the past eight thousand years.
He looked to the spot where this lovely vision of his soft delicious Edaline was to find her spot empty…..
She watched the living men pile up on the dragon and fly up away from the chaos.
She was expecting to feel at least a little guilt over this trap, but found that all she could feel was joy that it worked and since everyone SHE cared about was fine no harm was done in her book.
Then she watched her brother not make it onto the slippery animal but instead fall under the ice as the dragon gained height.
"Danarys you stupid cunt…" she mumbled - outraged (though even she saw how it happened - unfairly) that the queen left her older brother to die.
Before her king had a chance to intervene or even see her - Edaline dove into the icy water.
The freezing wasn't bothering her under the surface either and she was always an excellent swimmer. She found this new ability to swim under black ice soothing and filed it to explore later, in private with her king.
She grabbed her brother - stiff and limp from the cold and pulled him up.
Unlike conventional drowning victims that she knew from childhood lessons from Theon, sometimes needed a wack on the head to knock them out so they didn't drag you under in their panic, those drowning in icy water simply stopped moving as the blackness took them.
She got his head above water and absently had several wights in her control lift him over the edge and also pull her out.
Her wet fur alone felt like it suddenly weighted 200 times more.
She couldn't imagine what a fit young former man of the Night's Watch in all his fur and leather soaked in water, plus his armor would be like to pull onto the slippery ice.
But to the the wights - both Stark children soaking wet and freezing over seemed to be a feather to them.
"Edaline? He looked confused as if in a dream, he would be, she was the last person he expected to see here.
She saw he was awake and talking - Jon was tough if he was awake he would get up and move.
She slipped away between the rows of corpses careful to hold them back and clear his path so he could get up and catch his breath.
He began walking away, convinced Eda was just a vision in his delirium until he saw a flaming light in the distance
The Night King - who was watching his little Night Queen's sudden display of independence and power surge with wry amusement also saw dead Benji Stark racing towards the brother and sister.
Enough of this family reunion.
He clenched his hands and the wights under Eda's control came back under his power.
One of them swiftly dragged Eda towards the king.
She didn't see what fate fell on Jon and the older Stark.
The king grabbed flailing Eda.
"JON!"
"STOP, I let him get away… again"
The king grumbled holding his soaking wet queen -
water freezing around her hair and clothes in a sheen.
The water on her hair froze first into short blue spikes.
Now she truly had a crown of ice.
The king marveled at her beauty at that moment.
The black clothes had also stiffened with rough icy layer over her body. Her wet hair was curling back into shape with stiff silver crystals glittering like jewels in the winter sun.
Edaline barely looked human at the moment.
But just as beautiful - the queen that was promised.
"I must go back to Eastwatch and beat Jon there!" She yelled as Jon was mounting Benji's horse down below.
"Edaline, perhaps it is safest if you remain..,"
"I HAVE TO MAKE SURE HE IS OK, THAT BITCH JUST LEFT HIM TO DIE!"
Edaline was clearly not a fan of Daenerys at thIs particular moment, and even the king was wise enough to not point out the entire situation was really Eda's set-up.
The king pulled her up on his horse and the dead steed without needing to pause for break or breath beat the tired horse carrying the unconscious king of the North.
Eda and her King arrived under the cover of enough snow and ice that the rangers on the wall would not spot them.
She wrapped her arms around his neck
"Now you can have your dragon and me! Let me finish helping Jon with this task and make sure the North is secured against Cersei and her madness. I need to go with Jon - this wight he stole - it can't not rise."
"After that I will be back in your arms forever - the wall is no longer properly manned, and you have all the means to tear it down anyways - we will be together soon".
She kissed him deep and long, and he could taste her sweet warm blood where her lips got cut by the sharp ice from her hair.
She was next to Jon and his horse as they were opening the door, with so much snow, no one noticed which side of the wall she appeared from - a dutiful sister would be waiting at the door for her brother to return.
The Night King shook his head and smiled - let his little queen finish her human affairs.
He had seen how capable she was and was a lot less worried about her human fragility now.
And her ability to command wights she didn't raise herself was… almost unheard of.
Wights were tied to the walkers that raised them.
The pup seemed to figure it out in their last battle - that taking out the one who raised them took out the hand that controlled all the strings.
He alone was able to take control of all of them - presumably because all the white walkers were technically his creations and he was THE Night King and the very first.
In his entire existence - never has anyone but him been able to flawlessly take over controlling bodies raised by multiple necromancers.
Sure, he took the reigns back easily enough - and she didn't even try to fight it, but the fact that she - a living breathing human girl could even do it.
He clenched his hand on his sword.
He wasn't sure how he felt about it yet - but for one, he was a hell of a lot less worried about her and their child with her newfound skills when he wasn't around to protect her.
He turned back to his army, hopefully they pulled his dragon out from the water by now