Yes, I am still writing this story full swing, it is just going much slower now without the show to work off.
Bran met him in the courtyard of Winterfell. The mental version of it.
He supposed it made the child feel safe there.
The places Night King would recreate in his mind all this millenia ago to feel anything - he no longer remembered, but they were gone and erased from history in any case.
The only place he wanted to be was where Edaline was at this moment with his child inside of her.
Anger swept through his mind at losing her South this way and a harsh wind darkened and froze over the cozy version of Bran's mental safe place.
To his credit - Bran who was no longer really Bran just looked dispassionately at the decay and snow.
"You took down your guards why?"
"I need to speak to the Targaryen boy you think of as your brother"
Bran looked up - face in shock.
"You know?"
"I always known" the Night King answered dismissively back - the entire conversation was really happening in their minds so neither was really talking.
He preferred this way of communicating - he discovered he did not think he cared how alien his voice sounded on the outside.
He wondered again briefly why Edaline once told him his growling inhuman sound made her shiver in every wonderful way. His queen...
"Edaline!"
"We have a common interest… tell him to come or I will turn everything outside the castle walls into the marching dead, I will send his red giant to fetch him as a token of my word"
With that, the king was gone.
Bran said sharply and surprised as a vision of Edaline at that point in time was standing in the snow smiling seductively at what the king knew to be himself a few moons earlier.
He didn't realize they were both so mentally open - him and the raven, but it no longer mattered. He put a barrier in place
The past Edaline was seen passionately kissing someone in the snow pulling off her clothes and falling down onto the icy bed, but the person was hidden in the mist.
But not Bran was staring at him with some confusion - this was clearly not his memory of his sister, but he was still to daft to figure out the pieces.
"I must speak to Jon Snow, you will advise him to meet me outside Winterfell. He will come alone - if he does I guarantee his safety and he can… make his case for the living"
Bran looked shocked.
"Why… ?"
The king looked a slight shade … uncomfortable?
Qyburn noted that when once alone, lovely Edaline first and foremost loosened her bodice.
Pointing further to his other keen observation of her slightly curving belly and full breasts that she was most likely with child.
That was not an extraordinary gift or magical skill on his part, but simply an eye of a very good Maester with years of experience in such matters - after all, he was never expelled for his skills being sub-par, quite the opposite.
He wondered absently if she even knew herself yet, ladies of high birth were often the last to figure it out if they were not wed.
Oh, but she was different, wasn't she, he was actually pretty sure she had a good idea of how those things happened.
He was idly musing on that when he heard the scuffle outside.
"I am his ward while I am a guest here!" Protested the lovely voice of the object of his recent musings while the ...rougher order of 'guards' that typically was assigned downhere was not only not letting her through but also had her pinned against the wall while the others laughed.
"You think anyone would care what we do with a whore from the north that wandered down here?" One of them said as he began reaching for her dress.
Qyburn was just about to step in when Edaline smiled at the man with a smile that was as predatory and sharp as the Iron Throne itself.
"Come to me love, Qyburn is my ward as he is trying to heal my dragonscale in my most private bits,and my brother sent me here from the north for help, but do you want to see? Want to put your hot cock in me? It's not all stone you know, I still ache for a man's touch". And she began to lift up her dress.
Qyburn was quietly laughing. Dragonscale of only the genitalia as the affected area was not possible, would drive the person mad long before that and the whole thing was just ridiculous.
But the guards jumped away from her like she was on fire. Clearly not the most educated, any possibility of a scaly dick was enough to bring their attentions all the way down.
Edaline pouted as she smoothed out her dress as she saw him laughing.
"Hello, Quburn..I hope you don't mind the intrusion"