A Queen Needs A King

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[Inconsolata [size15 Jon's head was, thankfully, still firmly attached to his body as Nymeria gazed out the window. His eyes followed hers to gaze at the snow slowly starting to pile up on the ground. It was a serene view, everyone had taken refuge from the cold inside the castle so the snow was pristine still on the ground. Jon couldn't help but imagine that he was back at Winterfell, still a boy of fourteen, playing with the younger boys in the snow. He shook his head slightly, dispelling the fantasy, and noticed Nymeria looking up at him, a slight smile curling her lips.

"[+gray Things would be a lot harder right now if you were not here, Jon. I appreciate what you've done far, more than you will know. I would be beyond grateful if you stayed by my side when I finally get the Iron Throne,]" Nymeria said, and Jon raised an eyebrow in surprise at her statement. He gently knelt down at her feet, pulling Longclaw from its sheath and laying it across his knees, keeping his eyes lowered in respect.

"[b My Queen, I would be honored to stay by your side during and after the fight for the Iron Throne. I will protect you and your ideals with my life.]" Jon said, his voice quiet but firm. He had known before that he had some form of feelings for Nymeria, ever since the night on the ship when he was injured beyond the Wall he had known. But it was one thing to simply feel something; it was entirely another to declare one's life for that person based on those feelings. But truly, Jon believed that Nymeria was the best choice to rule; not only did she have a blood claim to the throne, she was also the best leader he knew.

Jon dared to glance up at his queen for just a moment, and he thought that perhaps he was hallucinating. The late afternoon light made her almost glow; her hair a silver halo surrounding her petite face and bright golden eyes. It was sacrilegious to say, but Jon thought she looked like a goddess, wild and regal and free, albeit a little tired. He returned his gaze to the floor and let a slight smile curl the corners of his mouth. She wanted him to stay with her.
  s n o w / ouroboros / 21d 16h 46m 54s
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[center [size12 Nymeria was quiet for a moment, looking out of the window before her. She watched the snow flutter to the grow, dancing in the winds from the sea. Things seemed peaceful, for now. She knew these peaceful times would quickly come to an end and when it does, she would lose many good men and women that have been standing by her side since the beginning. She did not quite know how she would take all of that once it did happen. Is the Iron Throne even worth it if she losses people that she cares so deeply about? She could not say right now.]]

[center [size12 Golden eyes trailed from the snow right up to Jon Snow's eyes, looking into them with a silent expression. She offered a very small, but kind smile at Jon's attempt at trying to reassure her. She did appreciate the things that he did to make everything just a bit easier for her. Honestly, if Jon Snow wasn't around, Nymeria would be in a very different situation.]]

[center [size12 [i [#778899 "Things would be a lot harder right now if you were not here, Jon. I appreciate what you've done far more than you will know,"]] Nymeria explained before quietly sighing. [i [#778899 "I would be beyond grateful if you stayed by my side when I finally get the Iron Throne,"]] that was a rather big statement by the Changeling Queen. She would prefer Jon Snow by her side than most of her men because of the simple fact that he has lived in Westeros for all of his life. He knew how this land worked, unlike Nymeria and most of the people in her life, since a lot of them came from a different land. He would prove useful, in the end.]]
  GH0UL / 24d 23h 59m 55s
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[Inconsolata [size15 When Jon studied Nymeria, he knew that her thoughts had strayed to the Direwolf that she had lost while trying to save him on that fateful day across the Wall. His eyes never left her as he explained his thoughts and their tactical advantages. He knew that she was nervous and if Jon was to be honest with himself, he was too. Utterly terrified. But he couldn't let it show, strength was what Nymeria and their people needed right now, he couldn't falter.

"[b I understand that the Southern men may not be properly prepared for a Northern winter, but that's a chance that we will have to take, Nymeria. It will be difficult to feed them, given that we don't have very large stores, but we'll manage.]" Jon stayed seated as Nymeria rose, turning to look out the window next to her desk. They were both silent for a moment before she spoke again. Jon's brow furrowed a bit, he had momentarily forgotten about the Dothraki army that she had under her command.

"[b The Dothraki had never crossed the sea before you arrived, either. I'm sure they will manage in the North. They are hardy men, Nymeria.]" A small, reassuring smile spread on Jon's face as Nymeria spoke again. He stood then and moved to Nymeria's side, hands clasped behind his back. He gazed out of the window with Nymeria for a moment as she spoke.

"[b It makes me nervous as well. More nervous than I probably should be, if I'm to be honest. But this war will end, and we will stand as the victors. I promise you that we will both survive, and then we can worry about getting you the Iron Throne.]" Jon spoke steadily, hoping to reassure the woman standing next to him. He gently placed one hand on the small of her back; he hoped it was reassuring and a sign of support, if she took offense his head would most likely be separated from his body.]]]
  s n o w / ouroboros / 46d 27m 51s
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[center [size12 Nymeria began thinking about her Direwolf that had died. She knew that surely the Wights had taken it and brought it back to the living. Her skin grew cold at the thought of having to kill her own Direwolf, after watching it die before her eyes. She cleared her throat and nodded, listening to Jon Snow's advice on what their best bet would be. Catch a Wight army before they cross the wall. This was going to be a battle that would never be forgotten. It made the Changeling Queen a bit nervous, but she had already lived a rather long life, losing it now would be nothing more than the circle of life. Though, of course she had no plans of dying in this battle.]]

[center [size12 [i [#778899 "With Winter coming,"]] she paused herself before continuing, [i [#778899 "Jaime's men may have some difficulty adapting to the cold and bitterness of the Northern Winter, you know this correct?"]] Southerns have it so much easier with the winter in the South. It was never cold and frigid as the North was. She remembered that Kingdoms up there had to prepare years in advance for the upcoming Winters because of how harsh it was. Thankfully, Changelings do not need to lean on such human things. [i [#778899 "We need to make sure they are more than enough equip for the weather as well as getting them North before the snow falls more than it must have already fallen,"]] Nymeria explained as she stood up. She took a small sip from the wine before placing it back down.]]

[center [size12 Nymeria stood at the window that next to her desk and sighed quietly. She watching the Dothraki move about, the Greyjoys still bickering amongst themselves. She shook her head. [i [#778899 "I don't even know if I can take the Dothraki to the North. They have never experienced snow until now,"]] she murmured quietly, watching small flakes beginning to fall from the sky. She then turned to Jon Snow and stared at him with a worrisome expression on her face. All of this made the Changeling Queen quite nervous, of course.]]

[center [size12 [i [#778899 "I know, I must seem like a worrisome mess right now and I really do apologize for this,"]] Nymeria sighed in a small, defeated way. [i [#778899 "I have freed thousands of slavers from their masters, destroyed Slavers bay, become the Queen of the Dothraki, and so much more, but a war between the dead and the living has made me more nervous than anything that I have done before,"]] Nymeria murmured quietly, hands clasped behind her back, and looking back out of the window.]]
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[Inconsolata [size15 "[+grey Aye, yes. I know of Theon's torture. Yara told me about it a few days after her and I met. Too bad that the Greyjoy blood line can't continue, but at the same time, Yara was the only good one to come of the Greyjoys anyway. I sound bitter and hateful, I know.]" Nymeria downed the rest of her wine, and Jon had to admit a slight bit of concern at her fervor with the drink. He took a few more sips of his own wine as Nymeria poured herself another glass and set it aside. Jon sat across from her at the desk and rested his glass on his knee while Nymeria spoke again. "[+grey We need to start our plans to head back up North once more, since we now have Jamie's army with us. I haven't been actually been in the Northern Kingdoms in such a long time. What is it like up there now? Before, there was only few Kingdoms, barely any people.]" Jon nodded, now that Jaime's army had been promised to them, they would have to reevaluate their approach.

"[b It's mostly the same as you remember it. Not many people, lots of snow, especially in the winter. Our best bet is to catch the Wight army before they can manage to cross the Wall. It's imbued with some type of old magic to keep them from crossing it, so hopefully it will buy us some time to get there.]" Jon took another sip of his wine before continuing. "[b Of course, we'll have to wait for Jaime and his army to arrive before we start making big decisions. We'll need to know his numbers added to ours to know our full strength, and we'll need all the help we can get to do this, Nymeria.]"
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[center [size12 With a small fire burning in the stone fireplace, Nymeria shrugged off her heavy coat, letting it drape around her chair with a heavy sigh. She took a seat at a desk that appeared to be where Nymeria did a lot of her writing, planning, and everything else. It was scattered with lots of papers, writing utensils, and now, a glass of half drank wine. She listened to Jon with a quiet expression before nodding a few times to show that she understood him.]]

[center [size12 [i [#778899 "Aye, yes. I know of Theon's torture. Yara told me about it a few days after her and I met. Too bad that the Greyjoy blood line can't continue, but at the same time, Yara was the only good one to come of the Greyjoys anyway,"]] Nymeria did look at the Greyjoys in a negative light, especially now after feeling betrayed by Theon, even though he might not have meant to.]]

[center [size12 [i [#778899 "I sound bitter and hateful, I know,"]] she shook her head, finishing off her glass of wine before pouring another glass. This time, she did not drink it right away. She sat it aside with a heavy sight, leaning back into her chair with a contemplative expression on her face. [i [#778899 "We need to start our plans to head back up North once more, since we now have Jamie's army with us,"]] she wanted to change the subject. Thinking on Theon and the Greyjoys was starting a headache that Nymeria did not want to deal with.]]

[center [size12 [i [#778899 "I haven't been actually been in the Northern Kingdoms in such a long time,"]] she was thinking back on past days before even Jon was alive. She sighed in a longing fashion before finally taking a sip of her wine. [i [#778899 "What is it like up there now? Before, there was only few Kingdoms, barely any people,"]] those were the days of mythical beings and creatures that populated the North, rather than now, where there were just humans.]]
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[center [Inconsolata [size15 Theon had fully receded back into the persona of Reek while Nymeria and his men were showing their displeasure with his actions. Jon felt conflicted - on one hand, they were being rather harsh on this already mentally scarred man; but on the other, it was his complicity that allowed Euron Greyjoy to abduct Yara and all but annihilate Nymeria's already small fleet. Nymeria turned to leave, and mentioned that Jon should come with her. He nodded in response and turned quickly towards Theon. "[b It won't be safe for you to stay with your men right now. Find Davos and have him take you to my chambers. You can stay there while this blows over. But we [i will] have words later.]" With that, he turned and followed Nymeria to her... bedchambers? Jon felt almost indecent entering, even though he had Nymeria's permission to be there. Nymeria poured a glass of wine for herself and offered Jon one as well. He nodded and said quietly, "[b Please.]" in acceptance of the wine. Nymeria groaned softly and rubbed her eyes; Jon didn't blame her, Theon had gotten them all into quite a situation.

"[+gray I feel as if I have made a mistake by bringing the Greyjoys into my life. You have experience with the Theon boy, correct? He used to be a part of your family, though he's a Greyjoy?]" Jon took a sip of his wine before responding.

"[b Aye, he was my father's ward, taken from the Greyjoys when we crushed their rebellion. I grew up with him for nine years. He wasn't always kind to me, but he was good enough to Robb and the others.]" A twinge of heartache swam through Jon at the thought of Robb. His death had come much too soon than what he deserved. "[b He was taken by Ramsey Bolton and he suffered quite a bit of torture at his hands. That's part of the reason I wished you to go a little more easy on him. He's not the man he used to be.]"
  s n o w / monday- / 78d 1h 43m 37s
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[center [size12 Theon was stumbling over his words, shaken up by Nymeria's sudden aggression towards him. Anyone with eyes and a brain could see that Theon was displaying anxiety and nervousness, literally shaking in his own boots while the rest of his men looked just as angry as Nymeria did. They all erupted in anger at their [i leader], Theon. People were yelling that he was a coward and let Theon's uncle take Yara. It was all words of anger and Nymeria dismissed them for the time being, mainly to please Jon's wishes of her to go easy on him.]]
[center [size12 [i [#778899 "I don't want to look at you right now, Theon,"]] Nymeria sneered before looking away. Her blood was boiling with anger at the new found situation that was going to cause a bit of a bump in the road. Now Theon's uncle, which Nymeria knew was sided with Ceresi, had an upper hand if Yara was actually in his hands.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "I would suggest, Theon, to lie low for a while, while our Queen cools down,"]] Tyrion commented in a quiet tone as Nymeria began to walk away. She knew that the comment was in good humor to defuse the tense situation, but honestly, Nymeria was still very angry.]]
[center [size12 [i [#778899 "Lord Snow? We have a lot to discuss. Please follow me,"]] Nymeria quietly spoke, looking at him with narrowed, grey eyes before beginning the long walk up the winding stairs that led back into the castle.]]
[center [size12 There, Nymeria led Jon Snow into her own bed chambers. Not a normal thing to do for a lady, let alone a Queen, but she felt comfortable enough with the Northern King that she could trust him in here. She began to pour a glass of wine and ran her pale hand over her eyes with a soft groan.]]
[center [size12 [i [#778899 "I feel as if I have made a mistake by bringing the Greyjoys into my life. You have experience with the Theon boy, correct? He used to be a part of your family, though he's a Greyjoy?"]] Nymeria asked before offering to pour Jon a glass of wine, as well.]]
  nymeria / GH0UL / 79d 8h 37m 47s
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[center [Inconsolata [size15 Thoughts of possible betrayal on Cersei's part had plagued Jon's mind the entire trip back to Dragonstone. She had given her word, but her word was obviously only worth so much. Jon had a sick feeling in his stomach, largely due to the overarching worry of betrayal. To try and keep his mind from the worry, he had been spending most of his time in Nymeria's war room, planning and strategizing for their attack on the Wight army. When he wasn't in the war room, he was standing on the cliff above the beach with Ghost, silently musing about the happenings of the day, or running over plans and strategies in his head.
Jon was on that cliff when he spotted the ships of Theon and Yara approaching, a feeling of despondency coming upon his heart like storm clouds over the sun as he realized that there were far fewer ships than what had left. He made his way to the long staircase that led from the castle to the beach, joining Nymeria on the descent with Ghost by his side. He could see the worry in her eyes, so he placed a hand between her shoulder blades in what he hoped was a reassuring gesture. He watched as only Theon emerged from the longboat that had ferried the crew from the ships to shore, and he felt Nymeria tense from concern or anger, possibly both, though he couldn't quite tell.
Theon seemed to shrink into himself when Nymeria confronted him, the remnants of Reek coming to light. Jon almost felt a twinge of pity for the man, having been through so much, but he kept himself from striding to his side to comfort him. He let his hand fall from Nymeria's back as she approached Theon further, but he stayed right by her side. The cold edge of her words made it clear that she was hurting, and if Theon was a dog, he would almost certainly be running away with his tail between his legs at that moment. Jon spoke up then.
"[b Nymeria, go easy on him. If Yara is dead - and that is an [i if] - I'm sure that there was nothing Theon could do. However, Yara is important to you, there's no denying that. She would be a valuable hostage. It is quite possible that she is being held captive until whomever is holding her can glean some information from her.]" Jon said, hoping that his words could at least somewhat calm Nymeria.]]]
  s n o w / monday- / 80d 23h 36m 13s
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[center [size12 Jamie was looking at her sister with a concerned expression, looking like he wanted to say something to her. A tugging at his gut and throat that felt like he wanted to vomit, but he had to keep it down. He knew that his sister was thinking of doing something very stupid and he did not agree with her in this situation. He followed behind Ceresi with blind loyalty, but now, after seeing just how volatile that his sister could be, he was starting to lose faith in her.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FFBF00 "Ceresi, I know that look and you can't go back on something that you promised. This is a problem that we can't just leave alone. An army of the undead? We saw that thing almost attack you,"]] Jamie explained, but Ceresi was not listening.]]
[center [size12 [i [#F9E79F "How can I sit idly by while we allow that Changeling possibly attack what I have built up?"]] Ceresi asked and Jamie just shook his head in frustration. [i [#FFBF00 "You think that she would be stupid enough to attack us while we are helping them?"]] Jamie countered her argument, [i [#FFBF00 "I'm helping them and staying true to my word. Strike me down if you must."]] Jamie held up his hands and waited to see if she would actually do it. Once he realized that she wouldn't, Jamie just walked away.]]
[center [size15 [b ~ Dragonstone ~]]]
[center [size12 Nymeria was glancing at the raging ocean with soft, tired eyes. Snow was falling around her face, landing on her shoulders and in her hair. It blended in with the silver strands perfectly. She looked like she was thinking long and hard about this journey North. She hadn't actually been in a North home in a very long time. That was her homeland though. It made her sad, to some degree. Her family was long forgotten, or at least that was what she thought.]]
[center [size12 Back when the Aster family was dominate in the Northern lands, the Stark family was just beginning to grow. Her family weren't the first men to take over the lands though, that was where the stories were wrong. The Aster family were magical beings that were hunted for sport, at first before people started to realize just how power the Asters were. They grew to power back in the early days before becoming recluses and falling into the shadows when the Starks grew to the great power that they were now losing with how the Lannisters disposed of them. Nymeria was not going to allow the Starks to disappear just like her family did.]]
[center [size12 As Nymeria turned to head back inside, she caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye. Boats, boats that belonged to Yara and her brother, Theon. She felt her heart sink just a bit when she noticed that there were fewer boats that came back then how many had left.]]
[center [size12 Nymeria began walking down the stairs, meeting up with people who had noticed the ships coming in, as well. Tyrion and the rest of them besides her. Nymeria watched Theon walk from the water to the sand and she did not see Yara. Her heart sank even further.]]
[center [size12 [i [#778899 "Where is Yara? I will kill you, myself, if she has been harmed,"]] Nymeria's voice was quiet, but threatening and Theon withdrew and did not answer. He was surely frightened of how Nymeria approached him. [i [#778899 "I will let my Direwolves eat you if I find out that she is dead,"]] Nymeria held a special place for Yara in her heart. A woman with as much independence and spunk as Nymeria had, so of course they were close.]]
  nymeria / GH0UL / 99d 13h 3m 20s
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[center [Inconsolata [size15 Jon felt a mixture of guilt and anxiety run down his spine as he waited with Nymeria for Tyrion's return. He would never be able to forgive himself if his honest-to-a-fault tongue got Tyrion's head chopped off and mounted on a spike to be displayed on the walls of the Red Keep. His anxiety was raised to an all time high with each minute the dwarf was gone and, eventually, it got so bad that Jon was about to start towards the castle to fetch him either dead, maimed, or alive. It was at that exact moment that Tyrion turned the corner towards himself and Nymeria, head set firmly attached to his shoulders. Jon's shoulders relaxed and he let out a quiet sigh of relief.]]]
[center [size15 [Inconsolata "[+red So, it took a bit of persuading, but she has agreed to help us against the Night Walkers. But, we know my sister. We can only take her word for so much.]" Tyrion explained, his hands held out in a "what can you do?" gesture. Jon could see Nymeria's mind racing with thoughts and plans in response to this news. "[+silver Well, we can keep our men at Casterly Rock and keep a small army of Dothraki at Dragonstone. Keep our bases covered, just in case, then we can head up North.]" Jon nodded in agreement, it was a good plan. He didn't trust Cersei in the least, and he got the feeling that no one else in his or Nymeria's parties did either. There was something strangely honorable about Cersei's brother, Jaime, though. Something that made Jon almost... [i like] the man, and he got the feeling that they might have been friends if Jaime wasn't a Lannister. Shaking the thought out of his head, he turned to Nymeria.]]]
[center [size15 [Inconsolata "[b We should leave soon. Gods only know how long Cersei considers overstaying her welcome.]" Jon mentioned, motioning to the walkway that they had entered from. The skies were growing dark with angry clouds, promising rain or maybe a light snow.]]]
  s n o w / Monday- / 115d 4m 7s
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[center [size12 Nymeria glanced back once more to where Tyrion had walked off. She felt a bit of nervousness run over her spine, but she calmed herself down. She knew that Ceresi would not doing anything irrational, or at least she hoped that she wouldn't. There was only so much that Nymeria could assume in this world. She did know one thing, Ceresi was a bad person and she could not be trusted, at this point. No matter what she said. Even if Tyrion came back and told Nymeria that his sister agreed to help them, Nymeria would assume that it was all a clever lie to get Nymeria to turn her back against the Lannisters, only to have them stab her in the back. For now, Nymeria's attention was on Jon. She couldn't think about Ceresi and the Lannisters anymore.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "Upset is a good way to describe it, but you have your morals, Jon. I cannot fault you for that,"]] Nymeria explained in a soft tone before shaking her head. [i [#778899 "This is just a minor bump in our blame. Hopefully, Tyrion can talk her into a middle group, something that could help us in this pursuit in the North,"]] Nymeria sighed softly. She was about to say something else, when she noticed Tyrion walking back with his head still on his shoulders.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "So, it took a bit of persuading, but she has agreed to help us against the Night Walkers,"]] Tyrion's voice trailed as if he was going to say more.]]
[center [size12 [i [#778899 "Continue, Tyrion,"]] Nymeria urged him. She did not want Tyrion to hide anything from her. Their relationship had been strained before.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "But, we know my sister. We can only take her word for so much,"]] Tyrion furthered explained and Nymeria just exhaled quietly.]]
[center [size12 [i [#778899 "Well, we can keep our men at Casterly Rock and keep a small army of Dotharki at Dragons Stone. Keep our bases covered, just in case then we can head up North,"]] there was only so much that they could do to protect themselves from Ceresi's backstabbing nature.]]
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[center [Inconsolata [size15 To Jon's surprise, Nymeria defended his name against Tyrion and sent him away to try and win his sister back over to assist them. Once the dwarf had taken his leave, Nymeria hooked her arm through Jon's and led him to a secluded place, far enough away from the others that no one could overhear them.]]]
[center [size15 [Inconsolata "[+silver I'm not mad at you.]" Nymeria's voice comforted Jon some, and he sighed softly.]]]
[center [Inconsolata [size15 "[b You may not be angry with me, but you are upset, I can tell. No one is less happy about this than I am. I just cannot bring myself to lie, even if it would be to my benefit. I don't know if I made the right choice, its hard to know. Maybe I just won us this war, or maybe I just condemned us all to death. And I want you to know that I take full responsibility if what I did gets us all killed.]" Jon said, placing his hand on Nymeria's cheek, before quickly pulling it back, worried he had stepped out of line. He kept one eye on the exit towards the Red Keep that Cersei and Tyrion had used, watching carefully for the return of one or the other.]]]
  s n o w / Monday- / 150d 23h 27m 57s
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[center [size12 Nymeria sat back in her chair, Tyrion on her right and Jon Snow was on her left, but he was soon standing and showing her what they all gathered here to see. Her arms relaxed, resting on the arm rests of the chair as she observed Ceresi with close, golden eyes. She hated that woman for several reasons, but one stuck out in her mind. Ceresi Lannister had the power to do amazing things, but instead, she uses fear tactics and cruelty to force people in loving her. It was all a mask for how scared she actually was. Ceresi might give off the air of a strong, independent Queen, but she wasn't. Nymeria held so much hate inside of her for this woman in her sights.]]
[center [size12 Nymeria's lips curled up into a smirk at the mere sight of watching Ceresi briefly panic when the White Walker nearly attacked her. How all her guards and people around her jumped to defend her. Nymeria didn't understand how such a [i strong woman] needed men to protect her. But again, it was all a mask that Ceresi had created to keep control.]]
[center [size12 Nymeria then turned her attention back to Jon Snow when Ceresi asked the question that made Nymeria's blood boil. Using Jon's own personality against him. He was a man of his word, faithful, and all around one of the best people in this fucked up world. Nymeria gritted her teeth, keeping herself seated as she waited for the answer. Of course, Jon Snow answered how she expected him to. She wasn't angry. She did quite enjoyed Ceresi's reaction.]]
[center [size12 As everyone went their separate ways, leaving Nymeria's small group still in the same place, Nymeria stood up to step in between Tyrion and Jon. [i [#778899 "Let the man have his humanity, Tyrion,"]] Nymeria jumped to his defense, naturally. She huffed softly, rubbing her face with her hands. [i [#778899 "There is something that you could do. Talk to your sister, lie for Jon Snow, so he doesn't have to do it,"]] Nymeria was trying to find ways around how to deal with this. It would be never ending fight if she didn't think quickly.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "Easier said than done, my Queen. Don't forget, she wants my head on a pike,"]] Tyrion explained and Nymeria took a moment to wince at the mere imagine of Tyrion's head being put on a pike before sighing. [i [#778899 "But, she knows that if she is to kill you now, she will actually make this war even worse. I might not have the numbers right now, but they are right behind us as we stand here,"]] Nymeria urged for Tyrion to help her out. He did eventually give in though. Heading off to speak with his sister.]]
[center [size12 Nymeria then turned to Jon Snow and sighed softly. It wasn't a frustrated sigh though. It was a sigh of relief, something to calm her down. She took a hold of his arm and led Jon Snow into a more secluded area. [i [#778899 "I'm not mad at you,"]] Nymeria explained, hoping that it was clear enough for him to see without having to try and convince him.]]
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[center [Inconsolata [size15 The combination of the gentle, rocking waves and the presence of Nymeria's head on Jon's shoulder was more relaxing than he would've expected. Within a few moments, he could tell that his Queen was soundly asleep. He reached up and gently stroked her hair a few times. "[b I trust you, Nymeria.]" he whispered. This reminded him of Ygritte, and he wasn't quite sure how he felt about it, but it was nice, he had to admit. Within a few moments of listening to Nymeria's soft breathing, Jon found himself, also, drifting into the realm of dreams.]]]
[center [size15 [Inconsolata ~~~~~]]]
[center [size15 [Inconsolata The moment Jon spotted Cersei sitting underneath that canopy, he felt uneasy. This was the woman who had tried to kill his little brother, Bran, all those years ago. Though, it did look like she had paid at least in part for her crimes, because her once long, luxurious golden hair was now cut short and choppy.]]]
[center [size15 [Inconsolata "[+gold I have never seen a changeling up close, not to mention a self proclaimed changeling queen,]" She stated, with that haughty voice of hers. Jon clenched his fists, but forced himself to relax them when he sat down, with Ser Davos on his right. He forced himself to hold back a smile as Nymeria spoke, and her words made Cersei shut her mouth for once in her life. The Hound pulled the wooden box that was holding the White Walker forward, and Jon rose.]]]
[center [size15 [Inconsolata "[b Open it.]" Jon told Sandor, and the large man obeyed, kicking open the lid of the box. For a few moments, nothing happened, and Jon started to worry that the wight had died on their trip south. Then, the wight jumped out of the box and lunged at Cersei. Sandor let the chain pull and pull until the wight could almost touch the Southern queen, then pulled back a bit to give her some room. "[b You see, Queen Cersei,]" Jon started, "[b The wights cannot be killed by any normal means,]" He pulled out Longclaw and shoved it through the wight's body, right where its heart would be. He retrieved Longclaw from the wight's body and lopped off its right arm. The wight remained unfazed, focusing only on Cersei. "[b The only way to kill them is with fire, or dragonglass.]" Jon sheathed Longclaw, then pulled out his dragonglass dagger and stabbed the wight directly through its eye socket, causing it to crumble into dust. "[b This isn't just some tale that old women tell children to get them to go to bed on time. This is real. And we all have to band together to win against them. This is no longer a fight between Kings and Queens. This is now a fight between life and death.]" Jon said.]]]
[center [size15 [Inconsolata "[+gold Very well, I understand. But if I am to agree to this armistice, I have one condition. You, Jon Snow, self proclaimed King in the North, must not fight on any one side of the war between Queen Nymeria and myself. I know you, as Ned Stark's son, will stay true to your word.]" Cersei proclaimed, clearly proud of herself.]]]
[center [size15 [Inconsolata "[b Queen Cersei, I find myself unable to agree to your terms. I have already bent my knee for Queen Nymeria. I cannot serve two Queens.]" Cersei's face grew red, and she almost immediately stormed back to the Red Keep. Tyrion sighed heavily and rubbed his temples.]]]
[center [size15 [Inconsolata "[+red Have you ever considered learning to lie every now and then? Just a bit?]" Tyrion snapped.]]]
[center [size15 [Inconsolata "[b No. I had no choice. I refuse to make an oath I cannot keep. Words have to mean something, or there are no more answers, only better and better lies.]" Jon said, his hands folded behind his back.]]]
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