Jon
"I've told you already! I don't know where Mance Rayder is hiding!"
His jaw exploded at the force of Ser Alliser's blow, it stung worse than a thousand arrows.
"Then how do you explain that wildling whore you brought with you?!"
Ser Alliser asked him for what seems to be the hundredth time.
"She follows me! And me alone! She doesn't give a shit about Mance Rayder or any of his spearwives!"
His jaw exploded again.
"Next time you'll address me as Ser Alliser, or you won't be able to address me at all, where is Mance Rayder hiding?!"
Jon went silent, but Ser Alliser kept beating him the same.
"I'll get the truth out of you if it takes me the long night!" He yelled as he kicked Jon in the gut.
"I hope you freeze, you pox, cowardly son of a bitch."
Jon's legs felt the sting of a wooden sword.
"You've done it now!"
The false knight stood up and left as Maester Ameon walked in.
"I should have that wildling bastard executed!" Alliser muttered as he walked out of the cell.
The old maester began tending to Jon's wounds.
You should tell him all you know."
"I already have."
"Then tell him more. He's been waiting all year to get a punch at you, and he won't stop until the new Lord Commander tells him to stop."
"And who's the new Lord Commander?" Jon asked with worry and anticipation in his voice.
"That's why you should tell him more." Ameon said dryly.
"When will the election be held?"
"Soon, when the good King Stannis decides to settle down."
"Settle down?"
"Castle Black isn't big enough for all of his men and ours, we'll find an empty castle on the wall, build it up and have him stay there. Queensgate, most likely."
The maester got up and started walking away.
"Will I ever get out of this cell?"
"Possibly, if you give up that wildling woman of yours."
"I can't send her back!"
"No you won't. But Ser Alliser will have her sent back to the old gods if you confess."
"I would never betray her!"
The maester smiled sadly.
"Loyalty. You have it for the wrong person, but you still have loyalty. As expected of a Stark."
You're no Stark. An empty voice rang in his head as Aemon walked away.
His thoughts began to drift and so did his consciousness until a loud voice was heard.
"JON!" The voice boomed.
"Sam?!" He ran up to his cell's front gate.
"Why are you in a cell?! I thought you were dead!"
"I feel the same. Seven hells, Sam! You've lost weight!"
"Well, I have been spending the past year in the coldest place in the world with barely enough to eat."
They both laughed, but Jon's joyful expression snapped into a stoic and serious one.
"Is it true that King Robb is dead?"
"No. Just his mother. And everyone else at the wedding save for Robb, his wife Talisa and a bannerman named Roose Bolton."
"I see. Is Ygritte well?"
"Who?"
"The wildling woman I brought with me."
"She's in the tower with Gilly."
"Good. I hope I could get ou of this cell."
"You'll get out, Jon. You'll get out."
Sam left as King Stannis approached.
"Lord Snow."
"King Stannis."
"You're Ned Stark's bastard aren't you?"
"That's what they all say."
"I can get you out of this cell."
"How?"
"First I want you to tell me the truth and the truth alone, if you lie I will have your head."
"Of course, your grace."
"Did you tell anything to Mance Rayder?"
"Yes. He knows that which castles on the wall are manned."
"Do you know where he is hiding?"
"Ask Ser Alliser."
His face turned more stern than usual.
"Do you?"
"No."
"Then I will free you."
"How?"
"I'll threaten to pull my forces, even though I'll do no such thing."
The King started walking.
"Wait. Can I see Ygritte? The wildling woman?"
"You're trying my patience."
"Please!"
He gritted his teeth briefly.
"Fine. I shall send for her. But just so you know, if she betrays us, I'll give her to the Lord of Light."
He saw Grenn and Pyp approached with Ygritte between them.
"It's been a long time."
"Yeah." Jon muttered.
"You better le' go' a' me lads or you're gonna lose you're teeth."
His friends backed up and walked away.
"I told you we would be fine."
"And I told you that you knew nothing." She said with a mocking smile.
"You have to be careful around here. You could lose your head or be burned or both, or…..
"I'll be fine."
"You know I love you, right?"
"I know."
"When I get out, we'll go back to the cave, I know we will."
"You know nothing, Jon Snow."
Suddenly, Grenn came running.
"JON!JON!"
"What is it Grenn?"
"It's your sister."
"Sansa?"
"No, Arya. She's at Eastwatch, and the Hound has her."
A/N: I'm sorry I haven't posted anything in such a long time, I've just been lazy since my vacation. Also, I know this chapter is very rushed and I'm sorry.