Chapter 3. Jon Arryn death.
Standing at the block with Theon, Jon, Robb and ten name Brandon watching Eddard Stark drawing the ancestral Sword Ice Edward step forward.
"Come again lad. What you saying?" Edward ask, feeling confuse but also worries for what the deserter said.
"Come now brother, He's mad lad" Eddard interrupt him dismissing this absurd news.
"Every, death man and madman words hold something, brother and I won't take chances even if it a tale told" shaking his words he looks at the man.
"I know what I saw. Blue eyes, white cold skin. It the white walkers" he said then look at Eddard, "please tell my family I die a hero. I am sorry, tell them"
Edward due to his curiosity suddenly holds his brother shoulder. "Would you grant me this lad my custody brother?"
"What now, this lad a deserter. An oath breaker, brother we can't let him go" Eddard felt rage climbing through his chest.
"Aye, m'lord. A law is law" Ser Rodrick Cassell said from the side.
"I know damnit, but I want him to lead me to his last place. If there's really a white walker he can maybe die killing it but if there's none, I will bring justice meself" saying that he locked eyes with his brother. Eddard sigh then allow it.
"Aye, your responsibility then brother. If I saw him running away then I finish my job. While you take the Black for prevention justice"
"You have my word" taking the lad from the block he loose his hands, "you I hope you stick with me until I saw what you saw"
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Riding back they come across a death Stag. Unmounting all their horses Ed walks forward and crouch beside the maggots stag.
"What is it?" Jon asked.
"A mountain lion?" Theon question.
"There's no mountain lion in these part of forest" Answered Eddard.
"Aye, this no lion.." stopping Edward stood up and walks the trail of the dry blood founding the body of a Direwolf.
"Gods, a Direwolf" walking down rapidly Edward stood beside the death beast. Jon join them and saw pups.
"There's no direwolf south of the wall" Robb said not trusting the words.
"It truly is a Direwolf" Eddard confirm.
"There's five pups, my lord" Jon said picking the pup and Bran take it.
"What are they gonna do father? Their mother is death" Bran ask.
"Keep them. There's five pups one for me nephew" smiling at Bran Edward answer.
"Quick death be mercy" Ned scowl at his brother's antic.
"It our sigil. If you don't want to, I can have them meself" gritting his teeth Edward said.
"Please father, I want one" Bran plead with Robb silently support.
"Fine, but it your job to train them, feed them and bury them if they die yourself"
"Thank you father" beaming with joy Bran keep the pups.
Giving the pups to Theon and Robb Jon follow behind his father but suddenly he heard a whining.
"Jon, see to it if it is runts of the pups keep it" Edward suddenly said walking back to his brother side with his custody at his side.
"Brother, I'll leave Jon with you. The Moat was in good hands don't worry. I'll visit beyond the Wall by ship. I'll be back in a week" tapping his brother shoulder Edward said goodbye to his son and ride to Glover land with the prisoner at his side.
Reaching their destination he didn't waste time as he walks to the harbor. "Good Ser Eric Glover. Would you mine shipping me to the Gorge. I would appreciate that" not wasting any pleasantries he just board the ship which immediately set sail.
Even though he asked "nicely" everyone knows the real him. If he want something to be done it had to be done immediately not wasting time or he will beat someone. Thanks to this behavior of his, he was able to develop the North and have save some money from the overpriced Food market from the south. They still trade with the South but only buying something they lack as for food well they have plenty of rice and wheat from Manderly and Stark of Moats.
It took only two days to sail from Deepwood mote to the Gorge which save him the trouble. "Now, gents I need you to be present here by ten days. If we haven't reach it by nightfall then tell me brother and son that what the madman said is true" the captain nods and paddle back to their ships.
While Edward treading the always winter land Kings Landing had lost the king's hand.
A bell toll as the silent sister tend to the body of Jon Arryn doing their faith ceremony. While this is all happens the Queen watch from the side of the hallway.
Footstep approaching as a man with golden hair and green eyes approach wearing a fine tunic. "As your brother, I feel it my duty to warn you. You worry too much"
"While you didn't worry at all" Cersei "did Jon tell anyone?"
"If he did our head would be in spike by now"
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Somewhere beyond the wall.
"Here it is. This is where I saw the white walkers" the deserter explain.
"Mmm, how curious. Did you smell that?" Edward ask while sniffing around. "There's something in the air, it smell different" suddenly his left eye started to turn white. The deserter was so scared that he almost run but he was held by Edward. "Hold it boy. Don't panic, I'm just checking around" while he said that a pure white Owl flew around the woods with it left eye being brown.
"Wait a little longer, I seem to saw something. I'll be damned" suddenly his left eye return to normal but his face tells a different story altogether.
"Lad, run back to the Gorge" he shouted while running back. The deserter didn't need a second reminder as he run back following behind Edward.
"Come on lad, burn your your food and run a little faster. The white a few kilometer back from what I saw"
They sped when they heard a fast moving sound. Edward stop on his tract and without warning he draw his swords swinging spinning in an arc slashing at something. *Thud, a head rolled but the body still moving trying to reach him. He didn't allowed that as he kicked it to the ground.
The deserter luckily alive and still run forward. Edward shook his head then impale the legs together with his sword same with it his arms then cut off the branch and put them from the stab wounds.
"Oi, lad. Stop running and come help me carry this thing. I need to show it to the wall and then you can continue your duty"