[Chapter Size: 2803 Words.]-------------------------------------------EDDARD STARK POVNorthern Kingdom, Last resistance of Essos svers, 290 AC, a few days after the meeting in King's Landing-------------------------------------------Ned had a headache. In front of him were nearly all the major lords of the realm. Lord Jon Umber was one of the st o the north, and Lord Rickard Karstark from the east of the North. They had been for many weeks in the siege to ihis small fortress mounted by the meraries themselves in an open field, with no oing for years. They didn't bother with a direct attack sined didn't want to sacrifiorthern soldiers, and there were still hostage prisoners ihe pce. While reinforts finally arrived, Ned couldn't wait any longer. However, an unfortuuation occurred: news arrived that a voy with Llover's you daughter was attacked a few days ago by wildlings passing the Wall. As a soldier came bringing the news from the territory a few days ago, as ravens could hardly find a military camp.

  This shook the pns that the Lord of Winterfell was making for the siege, as it left one of his major supporters nervous about the idea of his daughter being taken north of the Wall by damn wildlings.

  "Lord Stark, I'm leaving tomorrow. I o kill those sons of bitches. Sorry for not being able to participate more in the siege, but I io rescue my daughter before they cross the Wall!" He said firmly, not willing to iate about it, and Lord Stark sighed.

  "And I apologize for not apanying you in this. I uand you as a father too. I 't imagine losing one of my daughters. Llover, you are free to leave." Ned finally said.

  "Thank you, Ned!" He said and turo leave.

  Throughout the rest of the day, they were anizing the camp, while the Glover soldiers prepared to leave the m.

  "Unfortunately, I'll have to wait until I receive new support since I 't risk the hostages and my men with the current ones." Ned sighed.

  It was night, and he and many lords who apanied him were present, even Llover, who atteo have the st meal with his lord. Lord Stark was eating his stew with hunted deer aables when he went to drink his cup and saw his gss with water. Sihey were in the middle of a siege, it would be troublesome to drink. He noticed that the water's surface had a slight impact.

  This caught his attention, putting aside the versatioween his vassals, and focused on the cup and the strange phenomenon. It didn't take long for the cup to have another impact. It was subtle, but something was there. Another, and then another impa the water's surface.

  "Ned?!" Lord Karstark called him aside.

  "Hm?! Sorry, did you say something, my lord?" He said a bit lost.

  "What's this nonsense of my lord, Ned. Call me by the name, and you were looking so focused on that cup like a midwife for a child ing out of its mother!" He made a joke, making many lords ugh.

  "Sorry, it seems like it's already a tremor or something. I'm starting to think we're about to have ahquake or something..." Ned said, with a bit of .

  "Earthquake? I highly doubt... Hm?!" Lord Karstark was interrupted by a sudderah two soldiers.

  opped paying attention to the cup and looked at the men nervously, w what was happening.

  "My lords..." He bowed quickly and tried to pose himself, but he was still hesitant.

  "SPEAK, SOLDIER! YOU SEEM TO HAVE SEEN A GHOST!" Llover shouted, losing his patience.

  "My lord..." The Northerill hesitated.

  "Giants! There are giants approag!" The other soldier answered for his friend.

  "Hm?! What kind of fantasy is this, men!" Lord Karstark said, raising an eyebrow.

  "It's true, they are approag the camp, the men are in chaos!" Said the first man, clearly nervous.

  Lord Stark quickly stood up from the main chair ahe table, thinking it was too tal, these men shouting about giants when he knew giants in the north could only be reted to a child."Show me the pce they are ing from!" He ordered.

  "Yes, Lord Stark!" They said in unison.

  Ned followed the two soldiers out with all the lords, wanting to know immediately what was happening and what these giants sg the soldiers were.

  When they finally came out, they saw the soldiers running bad forth, shouting in fear, feeling the real chaos that they began to feel gradually as they left the mai.

  Jory quickly came to Lord Stark and bowed.

  "Lord Stark, my lords! There is a group ing from the West to the camp, there are 4-meter men among them!" He still seemed hesitant about this, but quickly reported to Ned.

  "What do you mean, d? Men of 4 meters do!" A lord spoke firmly.

  "My lords, he is not lying, there are monsters ing to the camp, monsters 4 meters tall!" Another soldier arrived affirming the same thing Jory said.

  The lords were finally getting agitated now, how could they not? They might not see these monsters, but the once anized camp was a mess at the moment.

  Everyone looked at the lords, waiting for their orders.

  "Let's see this group first, but be prepared to attay hostile movement!" Lord Stark thundered, even knowing it might be his missing son, the only one he kneith giants by the test letters, he still had to be prepared, in case these monsters, as his men described them, were hostile.

  Passing through various soldiers, they headed for the western part of the camp, where there was a crowd of nervous men holding ons.

  "GET OUT OF THE WAY! WE'RE PASSING THROUGH!" Llover shouted impatiently, while the ade space for the lords to pass.

  When they reached the front of these nervous men's rows, ark heard things like.

  "By the Gods!"

  "Are you seeing the same thing I am?"

  "Hey, do we have to face these things?"

  "Why did they e here!?"

  "Are ods dissatisfied and going to punish us!"

  "I want to leave!"

  "Shut up, we're Northmen, even these monsters 't fight against the entire camp."

  "It's Lord Stark!"

  "Lord Stark! Please protect us!"

  While Ned ighe noise of the soldiers, he hurriedly saw the sight that caused all the chaos in the camp.

  From a distance, a group roag. Ned now uood why everyone was scared.

  Seeing gias, giants walking among men and some carts was not a on sight in the North. Even at night, he could see the powerful group and its individuals with the torches they carried, especially the oh the armiant leading the other pairs.

  In addition to the strange group, among the men, there were some mounted men, mainly someoh his sigil, which was a scout who joihis group, and a Glover soldier was with them, but the others carried a sigil that the Lord of Winterfell was not familiar with. A fg was raised, drawn with a white wolf and red eyes, inside a bck circle, not only on the fg carried by the giant but also on the armor of these 4-meter beings and on the small armors of 3 individuals, one of them being a small child in armor that fit his little body and rode a fearsome bck wolf as bck as the night, 2.5 meters tall!

  The group stopped 200 meters from the camp and the rows of Northern men along with their lords.

  The boy atop the wolf advanced with his monstrous mount, showing that it was this strange child leading the group. He took a few steps and stopped between the camp and his group, a silend, at the same time, a temosphere covered the entire pce.

  The boy, sensing the atmosphere, took a deep breath and shouted to the men in front of him.

  "MY NAME IS JON SNOW, SON OF THE LORD OF THE NORTH, LORD EDDARD STARK, AND I DEMAND THAT YOU TAKE ME TO HIM!!" Jon thundered, even with a childish voice. His sound resohrough all the hundreds of soldiers present with some vocal magic. He didn't have a anding voice like Du, but it was loud enough to vey his iions here. He wao speak with his father, so he walked away from his group, hoping someone would authorize him to ehe camp or that his father, Lord Stark himself, would e out to greet him. Johese men were nervous. His group was posed of giants in armor, and even at this distahey could see how they had 3-meter swords on their backs, with giant bows and arrows that could be pared to more than half a man, holding spears and shields in each hand as they marched with them in a firm and anized manner. In addition to the 4-meter men, the sight of giant wolves, shadow cats, and bears that seemed quite obedient around them didn't help either.

  Jon patiently saw that someone quickly mounted a horse as soon as they brought it to that man, and rode in his dire with the whole camp witnessing. More horses were brought as this man approached, and more men mounted a in his dire. The first man seemed quite eager to meet him, and Jon didn't o look through his owls to know who he was, breaking into a rather happy smile as he approached the boy.

  "JON!" Ned didn't waste time. As he approached, he looked cautiously at that wolf that made Jon evehan him mounted on his horse, and he dismounted from his saddle. The boy did the same differently; the wolf simply crouched on the ground for his master to nd mently, and the boy walked out of the wolf to meet his lord father. Initially, he wao show respect to his father, as he was in front of so many eyes, and it could be disrespectful, but Lord Stark simply dismounted from his horse. So Jon fot the initial formality and joined his father on the ground. When he would have an attitude as iquette requires for his lord, he was taken by surprise when Lord Stark stepped forward and embraced him in front of everyone.

  Even with the sounds of more horses arriving to meet other lords, Ned could wait no longer and jumped onto his proud nephew-son and hugged him right there.

  "Jon, finally, after 8 moons! I am seeing my boy again!" Joouched by these words aurhe hug with tears in his eyes. He might have some reseowards his father in Winterfell, but he could not deny that he loves him and misses him greatly. His father always showed love when he could to him, the boy.

  "Look at you, Jon, already with your 9 namedays. By the gods, you're turning into a man, and the North only talks about you these days." He said with his rough voice but proudly.

  "Thank you, father." Jon said timidly as any child would after a pliment in front of all these people watg the iion attentively. The other lords had already stopped at a distance from the pair but refused to approach due to Shadow's threatening presence.

  Jon stepped out of his father's embrad looked at him. The boy o show why he was here with his group, as he caused a otion just upon arrival. He moved away from his father and said in a loud voice.

  "Lord Stark, I am here to assist your siege with my forces!" Jon decred.

  "UHHH!!!!!" Seven armiants raised their spears and hammers, banging against their shields and shouted.

  *BOOM!*

  *BOOM!*

  *BOOM!*

  *BOOM!*

  *BOOM!*

  *BOOM!*

  *BOOM!*

  The repetition of the movement caused a deafening hat reached the sve traders' stronghold oher side of the Northern military camp. All the soldiers were intimidated and, at the same time, amazed at the postures of the giants, creatures they never expected to see in their lives.

  What surprised everyohe most was that the boy seemed to and the giants, even though they were traio follow Du's formations. The inhabitants oher side of the wall did this only because Jon asked it to be so, even though it seemed surreal for a boy to be in and of a force of this level. Still, no one could deny what their eyes saw in front of them.

  While the lords seemed open-mouthed and even a bit cautious, Ned looked at his boy with a hint of pride and admiration. He khe boy had been doing unbelievable things, acc to all reports and his owers, so he wasn't so surprised. But he was still immensely proud of how Lya's son became extraordinary with each piece of news. His appearance was growing, and Ned paid close attention to the most notable ge in the child: those emerald halos in his eyes, like proof of the gods' blessings. Even though he already khis, it was incredibly striking to see it in person, giving Jon a magical aspect. His eyes were pletely different from 8 moons ago when the boy had a look worthy of leading this group, which, in Ned's opinion, was a force that could pare to hundreds of men, especially with those giants in giant greenish-colored armor like his son's, as beautiful or even more so with that ruby armor worn by Rhaegar Targaryen at the Battle of the Trident, dispying the symbol, which seemed to be Jon's personal sigil.

  'I just don't uand why a white wolf when his mount is a bck wolf...' Ned debated but quickly fot that thought.

  "You have a long story to tell me, son," he said with a small smile.

  "Yes, Lord Stark, are you ied in accepting my force to help you in the siege?" Jon smiled. He didn't lose his etiquette, even separated from his father for almost a year; he still had to respect him in front of his men.

  "You'll be wele," he said.

  "Well, but first. Jart, e here, we o notify Llover about the test news." Jon said. There was a man among the group of lords on horseback a few meters away dispying the sigil he saw on the soldiers from Deepwood. A soldier o the giants started moving away from the group, approag Jon and the northern nobles. He was one of the men with the 50 Glover soldiers, as there was no raven, a messenger had to be sent in its pce. Jart was the chosen one and traveled with Jon. Even quite cautious at first, he began to get fortable over the few days traveling alongside that entire group that massacred almost 200 wildlings alone.

  "Llover! My lords!" He said and spoke directly to his lord, who still didn't uand why one of his guards from Deepwood was here.

  "My lord, the captai me as a messenger. We found Jon Snow and his group while trying to track the wildlings and ended up following them to the north as soon as we found out that his group was following the wildlings and his daughter was kidnapped!" He said, earning a worried look from his lord, and tinued.

  "After a few days, Jon and his group, who were advang at night, found the camp aroyed all the wildlings, with his daughter being saved in the process, killing more than 150 soldiers!" Even though Jon rolled his eyes at the emphasis o part, he still found it strao hear people talking about things he did with a certain tone of being a hero or doing something amazing, even if he couldn't deny the st part.

  Lord Stark, like all the lords present, raised an eyebrow to this, especially the father of the rescued child himself.

  "Here, I have a letter from the captain for more details." Jart approached and hahe letter to his still incredulous lord. He ope silently and began to read, to finally look directly at Jon with a furrowed brow. He was happy with the information, but everything written there didn't seem to be real...

  'This 9-nameday boy really entered a wildling camp and fought against them, saving his you daughter and resolving this wildling invasion before ing here?'

  "Really, boy? Is everything in this letter true, and my me lying?" He said in a tone of disbelief.

  He would leave for home the day, hoping it wouldn't be too te for his little Ester, but it seems the gods favored him this time, with Ned's boy solving the problem in his nd.

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