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Third Person POV
Winterfell, 292 AC, At the some moment.
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A medium-sized group was marg to Winterfell, sisting of giants, men from beyond the Wall, and dwarves. All were equipped with high-end gear, while wagons den with goods were brought by them.
Some noble soldiers from various houses had decided to apany this group, which surprised everyoh its in from beyond the Wall. Thus, mistrust arose among the Northerners and the Artis. Some members of the old tribes from the north of the Wall, before entering Artica, looked north with disdain, knowing their realm was superior to those kneelers.
The dwarves ended up beating some Northerners who thought they could hahe small men, but there were no fatalities, just some broken bones and noses. As the group neared Winterfell, everyone was startled at the idea of giants approag.
Ned had to calm everyone in the castle, while Arya jumped for joy at the approag giants, and Catelyn was terrified that the bastard's exercise was real.
The gate was being closed, but Ned immediately prevehis and just looked at Jon. "Just make your men behave, don't scare the castle more than it's already scared," Lord Stark practically pleaded with Jon, who nodded in agreement.
Johe castle and mounted his wolf outside to meet his men. As he approached, all the men stopped and smmed their spears and hammers into the ground as a salute to their leader, startling all the other soldiers from the houses that had apahem from the North.
Joed everyone and asked them to follow to the castle. Thus, the group marched with the addition of the child atop the wolf. The gate was not closed, and Joered with the first giants, while the entire castle turned out to watch them with eyes of fear and fasation.
Ned was the only oo wele them, as Catelyn made sure to lock Arya and Bran, the most enthusiastic, away. The group began to enter, and the first were impressive: the giants, colossal beings of striking appearance, walked with majestic dignity, holding a giant spear and a shield the size of three men. The se was almost surreal, with these legendary creatures peacefully entering the gates of Winterfell.
The guards of Winterfell, under Lord Stark's and, were alert but showed no hostility. They had been informed by Lord Stark about the arrival of the giants and the gold, despite the fright when everyone saw the group. The presence of these imposing beings caused a great stir among the castle's residents and the inhabitants of Winterfell. Most had never seen a giant before, and curiosity overcame initial fear, even from a distance.
As the giants' martered, roups followed behind them: small men in their wagons, all armed and holding heavy hammers, apparently even with Eldeal. A rge group of men also ehe castle on horses, all wearing the same armor as the other two groups, made of Eldeal and with the symbol of Arti their chests.
As the group filled the courtyard, everyone was armed by their anization ah, watg with a mix of fear and fasation. Whispers circuted among the onlookers, many still struggling to believe what they saw. The question in the air was clear and uling: "How a boy of just 11 years and this group with the colossi?" They were creatures of legends, beings from a fotten era, and now they marched uhe and of a young man many in Winterfell remembered as a shy, reserved boy, and even a thief.
What many there did not know was that the giants before them were just a fra of
what Jon Snow had mao uhey would dey if they khat Jon actually had a force of 500 giants, uo imagihe fantasy of a boy with such power in his hands.
Arya and Bran screamed with bright eyes, trying to escape from the hands of the servants holding them to greet the soldiers from their brothers' stories and the legends of the north; they were real and were right in front of them.
The expressions of the other Starks, like Sansa, Robb, and Catelyn, reflected a mix of fear, envy, and , while Theon was not there to see it all as he was in the infirmary drinking poppy milk to ease the pain from his arm broken by Jon. The entrance of the giants, humans, and dwarves into Winterfell, den with wagons carrying gold, attracted looks of astonishment and admiration. The gold had already been shaped into Westerosi dragons, glittering in the sunlight, creating a spectacle of wealth and power few in Winterfell had ever witnessed before.
Lord Eddard Stark, realizing the need for swift a, ordered some of his men tahe transfer of the gold to the Stark vault. The soldiers quickly approached the wagons given by the dwarves and began moving them, after gathering the ce to approach the giants.
"Where might we stay this night, Lord Stark?" Jon asked atop his wolf, he had to be respectful to his father in public too.
"You may stay in the castle, in the courtyard, there are tents for the giants," Ned asked.
"Yes, all my men are equipped," Jon spoke with vi.
"Okay, Ser Rodrick, I need you to suspend tomorrow's training in the courtyard," uro the master-at-arms.
"It will be done, Lord Stark," Ser Rodriodded, still eyeing Jon's giants and men cautiously.
"Jon!!! Are these yiants!? They are so cool!!!!" Arya ran towards the group.
"ARYA STARK! RETURN TO THE CASTLE IMMEDIATELY!" Catelyn shouted in terror, but the girl paid no heed.
"It's alright," Ned said, preventing any guard or servant from grabbing his daughter at his side.
"They are so cool!!" She excimed in admiration, looking at the giant men who gazed back at her with curious eyes.
"They're real! I told you Jon was telling the truth!" Bran also appeared, fasated by the giants.
"I'll take them to the courtyard then, if that's alright, Lord Stark?" Jon spoke and Ned nodded.
"Yes, you move them," Ned said.
Jon, apanied by Bran and Arya who caught a ride on Ghost with him, led his group to the castle courtyard. He took this time to greet them in their nguage, and the giants responded, making Arya and Bran look at Jon with fasated eyes.
ark watched the se from a distance, impressed by Jon's leadership skills. He couldn't help feeling a mix of pride and surprise seeing his adoptive son i so skillfully with creatures most people would find terrifying, much better tha time he saw years ago.
The delivery of the gold and cargo was carried out without i. Jon's soldiers, whether giants, men, or dwarves, all began filling the training yard with tents of various sizes to fit them. After everything was ready, it was nightfall, and Jon asked his father if they could have a feast among themselves, which made the lord of Winterfell nod as long as there was no i, sined didn't want to deal with a drunk and unruly giant, and Jon promised that nothing like that would happen among them.
Jon asked everyoo get anized and they quickly went to fetch things from the wagon, filling the ter of the camp where everyone would fit. The Stark soldiers just looked on curiously at the bayle of this strange, cheerful, and anized
group.
As the courtyard of Winterfell transformed into a campsite for Jon's men, giants, and dwarves, the atmosphere began to ge. The sun was setting, casting the sky in shades e and purple.
Jon, amidst the preparations, directed his men effitly, assigning tasks and ensuring everything was ready for the feast. The giants, with their enormous hands, handled barrels of drink and piles of food with surprising ease, while the dwarves, agile and skilled, prepared the fires for roasti.
Arya and Bran, now free from Catelyn's watch, ran among the giants, fasated by the presence of these legendary creatures. They helped as they could, carrying small items and chatting animatedly with the new visitors.
The ter of the courtyard was reserved for the ba. Large wooden tables were set up, surrounded by sturdy benches enough to aodate the giants. Torches were lit around the space, creating a warm and illumimosphere uhe starry night.
Jon's men brought food from the wagons, dispying an impressive variety of meats, breads, cheeses, and fruits. Barrels of beer and wine were arranged in a er, ready to be served.
As the feast began, musid ughter filled the air. While the people of the castle ate in the main hall, three children, a giant wolf, six giants, fifteen dwarves, and thirty meed a rge bonfire in the courtyard, f a graival as many curious onlookers watched from the castle and atop the wall. Uhe starlight and the glow of the torches, the ba anized by Jon's group brought to life a celebration never before seen within the walls of Winterfell. The warmth of the rge tral fire radiated out, while musid ughter echoed through the night air.
The giants, seated on reinforced benches, enjoyed rge pieces of roasted meat and fruits, holding them with their hands and biting with satisfa. The dwarves, eid cheerful, circuted among their peers, beer and wine from their barrels, while sharing stories and jokes.
Joed with Arya and Bran, watched everything with a satisfied smile. His wolf, Ghost, rested beside them, the se with curious eyes. The three siblings shared pieces of bread, meat, and cheese, chatting animatedly about the feats of the giants and the skills of the dwarves.
As the night progressed, the dwarves, known for their love of musid dance, began to sing. Their voices, strong and melodious, rang out with old songs – some cheerful, others mencholic, but all filled with stories and legends. They stamped their feet and cpped their hands, creating a rhythm that invited everyoo join the celebration.
The guards of Winterfell and the inhabitants of the castle, drawn by the musid the festivity, gathered around the courtyard, watg with admiration. Some dared to join in, learning daeps from the dwarves or simply enjoying the musid food.
ark, watg from a high window, couldn't help but smile at the sight, as strange as it was to his life. Jon had brought not only wealth to Winterfell but also peoples who previously seemed impossible to exist and coexist. He even wondered where the dwarves had learo sing in such a way.
"Hahahaha! This is fun!" Arya excimed, listening to the musid.
"Another one!" Bran shouted.
"Yes, another one!" Arya echoed at his side.
"You hear that, boys, the children want another song!" said a dwarf, cheerful with drink, and began to sing.
"In the North, uhe moonlight,
Dwarves sing with their raw voices.
The song echoes, strong and old,
Telling tales of the nd that weles us."
"In fe and mine, our hands bor,"
As they swing their hammers in the air.
"In a mountains, where secrets harbor,"
Feet stamping, their mugs they raise in cheer.
"With hammer and chisel, the stone we sing,"
Laughing loudly, they challenge one another.
"In each spark, life we g,"
Dang steps, in circles they gather.
"In taverns, we toast with joy,"
Tossing food, in a merry game they delight.
"Our strong beer, our daily bread,"
They sing in unison, with great ecstasy.
"We ugh and sing, with no fear of tomorrow,"
Among the dwarves, a vigorous dance begins.
"For in dwarves' veins, runs the mountain's marrow,"
With each verse, higher the celebration asds.
"On long paths, we march,"
Tossing high food, with skill they catch.
"With our steady feet, we ire,"
In ughter and song, their stories they inspire.
"Loyal and brave, true friends are we,"
A toast they make, amid festive gazes.
"In the heart of dwarves, no fear or despair,"
With iious joy, their siy amazes.
"Uhe starlight, in the cold night,"
They dand sing, in pure magic.
"Our music resonates, in pure harmony,"
Under Winterfell's moon, their festivity radiates.
"Together we celebrate, under Winterfell's sky,"
The dwarves tinue, with their faithful spirit.
"For we are dwarves, children of earth aal,"
The song ends, but the festivity is immortal.
It ectacle for all who withis se, with many g, especially Arya and Bran.
"Now we o hear our king sing!" said a dwarf, signaling for Jon to sing a song, and many looked at the boy with expectation, who eventually yielded to the pressure.
"Give me my guitar, I hope yht it," Jon called out.
"But of course we brought it, we take it wherever you go!" said one of them ughing, bringing the instrument.
Even Ned watched attentively when he saw Jon take up a strange instrument, much rger than a lute, Arya and Bran at his side, looking surprised at Jon and his guitar, with some anticipation. Joled it on his p and skillfully strummed the strings, his voice rising in the midst of the silehat had formed, singing a song about the Starks and the North, a melody speaking of bravery, loyalty, and the beauty of the ids.
"Song of the Wolf of the North
In the heart of winter, under grey skies,
A wolf was born, in a woods,
With eyes of ice, and a ceous heart,
Guardian of the North, where the winds blow."
"Oh, wolf of the North, run free and strong,
Uhe silver moon, where the Starks call home.
With snow falling, hear the wolf howl,
For Winterfell, where the brave never fall."
"Through the weirwoods, where secrets lie,
The wolf walks, between shadow and light.
In snowy fields, his footprints mark,
Tales of Starks, and their fierce legacy."
"Oh, wolf of the North, run free and strong,
Uhe silver moon, where the Starks call home.
With snow falling, hear the wolf howl,
For Winterfell, where the brave never fall."
"In halls of stone, he shining fire,
The wolf finds shelter, and tales to tell.
Of warrior aors, and battles fought,
For love of the North, and its ids."
"When night falls, and the stars shine,
The wolf howls, his divine song.
Through fields and woods, his voice echoes,
Reminding all, that the North remembers."
"Oh, wolf of the North, run free and strong,
Uhe silver moon, where the Starks call home.
With snow falling, hear the wolf howl,
For Winterfell, where the brave never fall."
"In the nd of the Starks, uhe northern sky,
The wolf of the North, eternal in its design.
Guardian and brother, in the snow to shine,
In the heart of the North, forever tn."
Arya and Braed near Jon, listened in silence, pletely absorbed by the music. The feast's guests also quieted down, ented by the ued performance. Even the giants and dwarves, with their cultural differences, were united by Jon's universal musid his magical voice.
Ghost, calmly lying beside Jon, seemed to enjoy the music too, with his attentive and serene eyes. The presence of the giant wolf beside Jon as he pyed and sang a Stark-themed song added a mystical feel to the atmosphere, as if nature itself was listening.
When Jon finished pying, a respectful silence followed, before being broken by warm appuse. Arya and Bran looked at him with admiration and pride, and Jon's soldiers expressed their appreciation.
Ned looked on from a distah a strange expression, caught by Jon's music, but slightly cautious as his voice reminded him ar Targaryen.
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