Location: Winterfell, Westeros
Once we got close enough I heard yelling. The voices were unfamiliar as
they came from the mouths of Northerners. The words they were using
weren't yet clear to me. All I could tell for now was that they were
mocking someone. If blood was spilt by me then it would reflect on
Khaleesi and Sansa might find her chance to oppose the Targaryen openly.
I must make sure this conflict stayed bloodless. Or maybe there was
nothing to worry about as the Northerners were bickering amongst
themselves.
Finally I was close enough to see and hear the
Northerners. I gripped Heartsbane tightly at the sight before my eyes.
The innocent Missandei and dedicated Grey Worm were being harassed due
to their skin color. Tormund and myself stopped when Ghost did. These
were my people threatening the lives of those I had grown close to. If
only there would be no repercussions if I killed all of the Northerners.
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