answers to reviewers questions and statements:

Trey Alexander: Probably.

gunman: Yes, Peter is somehow going to meet Tyrion and Sonja next chapter despite the fact their thousands of miles away on another continent.

pandawok301: Let's just say that Ned Stark's honor can be a double edged sword to others, and Silver leanred that the hard way.

master fireball: We'll see soon.

Brady420: And you seem to be emulating Prince Joffery in talking shit and hiding behind your 'homies' like the little blonde bitch hid behind his mommy and have her fight his battles for him. So I say we're about even ;)

Mrnoname: Possibly.

Kazama Yokaze: The reason I'm keeping with Dany's marriage to Drogo is for two reasons, first it's because it plays a large part in the development of her character. Second it's not like her she has much of a choice in the matter, her brother will either hurt her or even outright kill Peter should he try to intervene and possibly cost the little asshat a army to retake the Seven Kingdoms. Also, Peter isn't aware that Dany is going to be raped, he showed last chapter that he's largely unaware of Dothraki culture, something he's going to be getting a first hand experience with soon enough. When Peter's powers reach their peak, they wont be able to move through Essos too fast because in Essos not everything can be solved through sheer brute force and there's going to be a number of mental, physical and philosophical challenges in both Peter and Dany's way as they attempt to build up an Empire. They aren't the only players looking to conquer Essos and eventually Westeros.

Dinowhovian16: In the next five or so. It'll be pretty soon.

Disclaimer: I don't own any Marvel or Game of Thrones characters seen, mentioned or used.

"S-Sonja... run... Sonja... ruuu-"

Sonja awoke with a slight start, her hand flying to Venom's handle which laid beside her. Her eyes darted around the dark room for signs of a threat before she remembered that she was in Winterfell, thousands of miles south of where her village once stood. The red head let out a sigh as she laid on her bed, her covers pulled down to her waist to display her round breasts, the nipples hard from the cold. She released the almost iron grip she had on her late father's sword and rested it on her brow as she sat up and kept herself propped with her other hand.

"Begone damned dreams..." Sonja muttered quietly to herself as she struggled to forget the screams of her mother.

Twelve years and she could still hear the screams of her mother as if they happened only a moment ago.

'Better her's than my sister's...' Sonja thought before she shook her head to stop the seeds of that horrid nightmare from taking root.

Sonja glanced to her side and saw that the whore Jaime gave her was long gone, probably not long after the red head fell asleep after their hours long rutting. She was slightly annoyed that the girl had left, it had been some time since her sex was ravaged in such a way and she had hoped that a rut or two would help brighten her mood from the dark her nightmares had left it in.

"Can't be helped I supposed" Sonja muttered as she climbed out of bed and proceeded to gather her clothes to change into for the day.

As she made to wrap her breast with bindings, she noticed that how much light was out through the window and made a point to check on Tyrion when she was more decent. She made the mistake of letting the little lord see her without a top once and to this day she regrets it.

"The fairest tits in all the Seven Kingdoms my ass" Sonja said with an amused eye roll as she fastened the straps of her armor before attaching the belt that held Venom to her waist.

Once she was modest, or as modest as a Wildling woman in armor could be, she exited the room and made her way to Tyrion's to see if the Imp had awoken. He hadn't, when she walked in, he was still asleep amongst the women that Jaime had bought him, with a pleased grin on his face. Sonja shook her head in slight exasperation, the hunger the little man had for women surpassed any she had ever met. Still, he awoke all the same when she took the cold wine left out and splashed it on him, much to his and his various female companions' displeasure.

"Sonja, you do know how much I hate wine wasted" Tyrion groaned out as he rubbed his eyes of sleep while the various women around him untangled themselves, shooting annoyed glares at Sonja as they retrieved their clothes and made for the door.

"Yes well, it's a good thing I didn't waste it now" Sonja said as she threw the cup over her shoulder and watched as her lord climbed out of bed and looked around for his clothes.

"Where are my clothes?" he asked as he wandered around.

"Where did you leave them after Jaime left?" Sonja asked as she folded her arms under her bust and adverted her gaze from the short man, more so he would notice her watching and make yet another jest about her longing eyes, it was far too early for such things in her opinion.

"I don't remember" Tyrion admitted with a grin "After I was finished with the first round of women by dear brother gave me and I joined the rest of my loving family for the fest last night, I wandered back here and purchased more whores to bed... after that, things become blurry"

"You didn't wake me?" Sonja asked with a raised brow.

While she was less than eager to dine with the Starks and the Lannister's at the same time, she would have liked to have been present all the same.

Tyrion noticed the look Sonja had and sighed as he walked over and patted her waist "You seemed to have been enjoying yourself last night and I had no wish to ruin your evening"

"How considerate of you m'lord" Sonja said in a sarcastic tone as Tyrion wandered past her and looked around the floor for his clothes before he found them and quickly began to dress himself.

"I like to think thoughtful" Tyrion joked as he slid his shirt on.

Sonja hummed as she waited for Tyrion to finish dressing before she made her way to the door and held it open and gestured towards it.

"After you..." she said with a mocking bow.

"Why thank you my dear Sonja" Tyrion said as he patted Sonja on the shoulder as he passed by, stopping only for a moment to slip on his cloak before he exited the brothel and into the cold morning of Winterfell...

...

"Ye gods it's colder than my sister's smiles whenever she graces me with one" Tyrion muttered as he adjusted his cloak around him for the hundredth time not even half an hour later.

Ever since the duo had left the brothel, all the Dwarf complained of was the cold as he and Sonja made their way to the stables where Robert, along with a troop of his guard, his eldest son Joffery, and Ned Stark and his own sons, were preparing to leave for the Wolfswood for a hunt.

"Should I fetch you another coat or three than?" Sonja asked with a teasing grin as she followed the little lord.

"I'd rather you fetch me a way back to warmer climates if possible" Tyrion said with a sigh "And to think that it'll be colder at the Wall"

"Much, it is made of solid ice after all" Sonja remarked.

"And magic I'm told" Tyrion pointed out.

"Aye, magic too" Sonja nodded before she noticed Tyrion's look and frowned "What?"

"Can you pretend to al least be slightly cold" Tyrion said in slight exasperation at Sonja, despite being armored, had no warming cloaks on her "It's unsettling to see you in with so little warming lairs on you and yet remain unbothered by the cold"

"It's as I've said, the 'Cold' south of the Wall is merely a Summer for me" Sonja said with a grin "I could walk around bare now and not be bothered"

"I believe you" Tyrion said with a shake of his head "Tempting as that is to see, I feel I'll grow cold as ice just by watching"

"Or the blood in your cock will freeze and it'll crack and fall off" Sonja remarked with a laugh that Tyrion shared.

"Be I ever so lucky" he said as he brought his cloak tighter around him as they passed several Lannister guards and arrived at the main stables to see Sandor Clegane already there, preparing himself for the hunt.

"The Imp have a rough night?" Sandor said with a hint of mocking amusement in his tone as he tied the laces for his boot.

"You could say that" Sonja said with a nod as she eyed the tall man with a raised brow "And you as well? It must've been exhausting following that sorry excuse of a boy around like a puppy all night until he mother sent him to bed"

Sandor gave Sonja a mild look of annoyance "Careful little Wildling, I'd hate for the little lord there to have to find a new bodyguard because his previous one didn't mind her tongue"

"Funny, I think the same whenever you open your own mouth to speak" Sonja replied in a dry tone that caused Sandor to snort and shake his head as he stood up and checked the blade of his dagger before he re-sheathed it and glanced down at the red head with a blank look on his face.

"By the gods I hope I'm there the day you meet your end" he said in a equally dry tone.

"I hope you will, after all, it'll be me that lops your head off your body and spares us the anguish of your continued living" Sonja said as she stared up at the tall man.

Sandor snorted at this before he brushed past Sonja and Tyrion. The Imp watched the personal guard to his nephew go before he gave Sonja an amused look on his face.

"I can never tell if you want to kill one another or fuck one another" he said after a few moments.

"Neither can I oddly enough" Sonja said with a small grin "Though I reckon it's kill more often than not"

"Mayhaps fair Sonja, mayhaps" Tyrion said with a nod as he adjusted his cloak "Still, he's much better company than his bastard of a brother"

"Immensely" Sonja agreed with a nod.

Much of an ass as Sanddor was, he was far better in Sonja's opinion than his elder brother.

Much better.

"What are we hunting again?" Sonja asked as she escorted Tyrion to his horse.

"Boar most likely" Tyrion said with a shrug "the King does rather like hunting them, almost as much as whores"

Sonja snorted at this "Of course, silly me to think he'd hunt better, more challenging game"

"With how fat he is, hunting a boar is more than a challenge for the one to slay the Dragon at the Battle of the Trident" Tyrion said with a light that quickly died as Sonja hoisted him up on his horse when he was close enough rather than wait for a small set of stairs be set for him. He gave the red head a scowl of annoyance "I said, stop doing that"

"Stop looking so cute when I do it" Sonja replied with a laugh as she made her way to her own horse and climbed on it in one smooth motion.

Once she was seated on her horse, she gave it's sides a light nudge and followed the rest of the party as it set off at a light trot out of the gates and towards the distant woods where the king could find his sport. The ride in of itself was pleasant enough for the red head, though Joffery's mutterings about how foolish this entire thing was quickly grated on her nerves. The hunting party hadn't been riding for an hour when Joffery made another complaint when Sonja turned to tell him where he could shove his complaints when she heard Tyrion call her name.

"What?" she asked with a little of annoyance at being denied insulting the Prince, who she knew was looking at her back with a smug grin as if he won something against her.

"Shall we ride ahead and join the king?" Tyrion nodded towards the front of their party where Robert rode with Ned Stark and his sons, their Direwolves a 'safe' distance from their mounts along with most of the Kingsguard, Jaime had opted to stay behind to guard the Queen and her younger son and daughter.

"He seems in good spirits enough" Sonja said as she watched as Robert and Ned laugh over something the king had said "I doubt he'll need us when he has his 'brother in all but blood'"

Tyrion nodded at this before he glanced back at his nephew for a moment before he had his horsed move closer to Sonja's and began to speak in a lower tone, or as low as he could make it while out riding with so many people about them "Let's just say I thought it wise for use to familiar ourselves with the King's soon to be new Hand... just in case"

Sonja snorted in amusement as she began to catch on to what her little lord was saying before she nodded "Very well..."

She gave he horse a stronger nudge in it's sides, as did Tyrion, and the two's mares rode ahead to match the speed of the King's own and that of his party. Robert seemed to hear the approaching hooves of Sonja and Tyrion's mounts and turned back to see the duo approach. A wide grin broke upon his face as they came to a slower trot beside the king.

"Ah Sonja, Tyrion, I was wondering when you'll make yourselves known" the king said with a laugh as he turned towards Ned "Ned, meet possibly the only duo in all the realm to surpass us when we ourselves were younger"

"A remarkable feat indeed" Ned replied with a gentle grin as he gave Tyrion and Sonja a nod of respect "It is an honor to meet the hero of the Siege of Pyke. When my men told me of a 'red headed She-demon with a blade black as night' had almost single handily breeched the walls of Pyke, I thought they'd gone mad"

"I would say they did my lord" Sonja replied with a small shrug "I had nine men with me when I breeched the wall, hardly singlehandedly"

"Far too modest on yourself my dear Sonja the Red" Tyrion said with a grin.

Sonja rolled her eyes before she noticed the two lads riding behind their father and gave them a grin and a wink that caused both to blush "Do not fret boys, I don't bite... hard"

The dark haired pale one that she assumed was the Bastard Jon adverted his gaze with a blush while the elder of the two that had the hair of his mother, Robb, did his best to maintain eye contact before he too faltered and adverted his gaze. Robert broke out into a full blown laugh at the two boy's reactions while Ned simply shook his head with amusement.

Sonja chuckled as she turned towards Ned "I hear that you are to be the King's new Hand"

"I am" Ned said with a nod.

Sonja nodded before she shared a look with Tyrion that caused Robert's grin to fall as he turned towards his eldest living friend left with a grave expression.

"Don't let that pretty smile fool you Ned, she's every bit the savage her people North of the Wall are and than some I've come to learn" Robert said with a shake of his head "If this be the kind of women North of the Wall, may the Gods never let the Wall fall"

Sonja shook her head at the king before she turned towards Ned's bemused but curious look "He's still upset that I beat him at a Tourney several years ago for Myrcella's Name Day"

"I heard rumor that the King was bested by a woman" Ned said as he glanced at a silently fuming Robert with amusement "Though if that was indeed Sonja here, I can't blame him. I doubt even I could stand as much a chance"

"Jaime barely can" Tyrion said with a snort.

"The Kingslayer?" Jon said with surprise before he noticed them all look at him and blushed "Begging your pardon..."

"No harm done" Sonja quickly said as she nudged her horse closer tp Jon's and patted the boy on the shoulder "And you shouldn't be too surprise that I have bested the Kingslayer. It's not that hard to best a man that's famed for killing a crazed old man"

"He's still considered one of the finest warriors in the Seven Kingdoms" Robb pointed out.

"I say Ser Barristan is in my opinion, should anyone care to ask" Sonja remarked with a distant look on her face "I have yet to best that man. Just a few strikes from him and I feel like a little girl that just picked up her first blade"

"I doubt anyone could best him" Tyrion agreed with a nod.

"There was one who could" Ned said, his expression more somber as his mind traveled back years ago, to a distant tower and a promise made.

The rest of the party rode on in silence for the better part of an hour before Robb and Jon began to hesitantly ask Sonja questions of the Siege if Pyke, her service to Tyrion Lannister, her previous duels with the likes of Jaime Lannister and Ser Barristan and her travels through the Seven Kingdoms. She refrained from speaking of what brought her South of the Wall and her life beyond it in general, though Jon's questions did ask of the life of a Wildling and how they could survive the frozen wastes beyond the Wall.

"Are there truly Giants, like the stories say?" Jon asked as the hunting party neared the woods.

Sonja nodded "A few, though I've ever only met two, one of them a babe that was as large as I am now"

"And mammoths?" he asked again with some eagerness in his tone that his brother found amusing, as did their lord father.

"Herds in the hundreds" Sonja revealed "Giants have been known to shepherd them like men do sheep and cattle"

"Do Wild-... did your people hunt them?" Robb asked as his Direwolf, Grey Wind trotted by his horse.

"On occasion" Sonja said with a nod "But my clan, or tribe depending on how you wish to look at it, settled in a forested area along the Bay of Ice, miles from the frozen tundra the mammoths dwelled, but on occasion they would venture out if the bay provided little for us"

"I take it the Giants hated it" Tyrion remarked with a thoughtful look on his face as he pictured Sonja trying to bring down a mammoth or Giant.

"The herds were large enough, the ones owned by Giants that is, that they'd set aside a few for us to hunt so long as we repaid them with services" Sonja revealed as she glanced at the snow white Direwolf by Jon's horse "These beats here were a particular pain for the Giants, they liked to feast on mammoth calves especially. They'd have us hunt down any packs that'd try to prey on their herd"

"Did you ever take part in these hunts?" Robb asked "For either the mammoths or for the Direwolf packs that plagued them?"

"S-Sonja... run... Sonja... ruuu-"

"I did not" Sonja said with a shake of her head "I left before I was old enough to join either said hunts"

And with that, she slapped the reigns of her horse and rode ahead, leaving the two Stark boys and Tyrion behind with the rest of the hunting party.

...

"I apologize if the boys questioning had offended you"

Sonja blinked at the sound of Eddard Stark's voice an hour later as the rest of Robert's party had begun to set up various tents, tables and racks for the boar hunt. She paused in her setting up a tent and glanced at the Warden of the North "They didn't offend me..."

She returned her attention back to her tent "Simply... caused memories best laid buried to resurface is all"

"I shall remind them that sometimes it's best to let a person's past be just that, the past" Ned said with a small bow.

"It's fine, and if their still worried that I've been offended, their more than willing to join me on the hunt to make up for it" Sonja said as she finished fastening the last tie to her tent before she stood up.

"I don't think the boys pride will stand for being shown up so easily" Ned chuckled.

Sonja gave Ned an amused look "Why Lord Stark, what makes you say that?"

"I recognize a hunter when I see one" he said, his amusement gone, his face more serious "As I said, when my med told me of the Red She-demon with a blade black as night in her hand, I believed them... I also believed how they said the She-demon hunted down and tore apart any man or woman that tried to stop her rampage"

"Such is war" Sonja remarked in a cool tone, her grin gone and her eyes as cold and as hard as the ice of her distant home.

"What I hear, it was a slaughter" Ned replied with a pointed look.

The two held one another's gaze for a moment before Tyrion arrived and stopped as he sensed the tension between the two. His eyes darted back and forth before a bemused grin grew on his face.

"Shall I leave the two of you alone to settle this... tension?" he asked though he very slowly put himself between Sonja and Ned and looked up at the Northerner.

"No my lord, just two warriors speaking to one another" Ned said as he took a step back and rested hi hands on his belt "I look forward to seeing your skills as a hunter, my lady"

"As do I Stark" Sonja said as she watched Ned turn on his heel and make his way to where his children were dismounting from their horses.

"Dare I ask what that was about?" Tyrion asked as he glanced up at Sonja.

"It seems that Lord Stark isn't fond of my ferocity at the Siege of Pyke" Sonja said as she folded her arms under her chest.

"Pity..." Tyrion said as he glanced at the back of the Warden of the North "Jaime tells me that for the first time in his life, he found himself wondering if his skills with a blade would be enough to defend him should you turn your berserker rage to him"

Sonja rolled her eyes at this "I have better self control than that"

"That black haired whore with possibly the second most perfect tits in all of Westeros from Dorne says otherwise" Tyrion said with a smirk as he pulled out his wineskin and popped the cork off and took a generous sip from it before offering the rest to Sonja.

"Second most perfect tits?" Sonja said with a raised brow "Who as the first?"

Tyrion couldn't help but smirk as he gave her a simple two finger salute as he made his way to where his own tent was being set up.

"Why, a mighty red headed Wildling from Beyond the Wall of course"

Sonja shook her head at the man's words before she glanced back at her tent to make sure it had met her requirements before she turned to find the white Direwolf that belonged to Ned Stark's bastard staring up at her with his unblinking red eyes. The red head stared blankly at the large wolf, her hand resting on Venom's handle before she slowly held a hand out and allowed the beast to sniff it while Jon came rushing over with a look of unease on his face.

"Ghost" he whispered towards the white colored wolf.

"He's fine, simply curious" Sonja remarked as she withdrew her hand and turned towards the young Stark, if not by name than by blood "He's rather quiet for a Direwolf"

"He's mute I think, never makes a sound" Jon answered as he came and stood beside the Direwolf and rested his hand on the wolf's head.

Sonja nodded, amused by the reasoning though she reckoned the fur's color also played a role in it "A fitting name for a Direwolf this white"

"Are they common North of the Wall?" Jon asked hesitantly "White Direwolves?"

"They are" Sonja nodded as she noticed Robb Stark with Grey Wind approaching them "They tend to live longer than most other colors given their fur helps them blend easier with snow and ice"

"And I reckon that Jon will outlive all of us" Robb joked as he came to stand by his half brother's side and patted the younger teen on the shoulder before he turned towards Sonja and gave her a small bow "I wish to apolo-"

"Save it" Sonja said as she stared at the two boys with a hard expression that caused them both to clam up and stand a bit straighter under her gaze.

After a few moments, she hummed and told them to wait a moment as she entered he tent for a minute before re-emerging with a pair of daggers and handed each one to the Ned's sons. They took them with confusion as Sonja removed her cloak and placed it back inside her tent before gesturing the two lads to follow her.

"Where are you taking us?" Robb asked after he and Jon shared and uneasy look.

"Hunting" Sonja said as she glanced at the two over her shoulder with a raised brow "You do know how to hunt don't you?"

"We do" Jon said as he strapped the knife next to the sword he was given and quickly followed with his brother beside him.

"What is our quarry?" Robb asked as he gave a nod to his father who he saw was watching the three of them along with Robert and Tyrion Lannister who both looked amused.

"Elk, deer, moose, whatever we can find before the day is out" Sonja answered as they made their way out of the camp and into the wood "Boar is all fine and good, but I prefer to challenge myself hunting something that can't be easily run down. Something that requires one to be silent as a shadow, and quick as a lion"

"We have no bows" Jon said with a frown "Just knives and swords"

"That's better than what most Wildlings use to hunt North of the Wall" Sonja stated as they headed deeper and deeper into the wood, the sounds of the King's hunting party growing more and more distant "I once had to hunt a Cave bear with only a sharpened rock frozen to a stick the side of my arm"

"Impressive" Jon said.

"Not really" Sonja said with a smile at the memory "I simply had the damn thing chase me over a cliff where it fell and died when it hit the ground. I was a damn ten year old, not a madman, or madwoman if you prefer"

"Still, a Cave bear is a remarkable beast to have fallen" Jon stated as he and Robb followed Sonja over various roots, knocked over trees and across small but bone chilling creeks and streams.

Behind them, Grey Wind and Ghost followed before they took off into the wood, either to hunt, explore or simply find a bit of peace and quiet from their human companions.

"I hope your Direwolves don't scare aware any game" Sonja said with a frown, now realizing that because of the Direwolf's near non-existence south of the Wall, the animals of this wood may be scared off by the unfamiliar scents they give off.

"We've taken them hunting before, they wont" Robb assured the woman.

"If they do, it'll be you to explain as such to the King" Sonja said as she stopped and turned towards the two with a foreboding look upon her face "Should the King be denied a chance to hunt, because of your Direwolves, you shall feel first hand that blow of his War hammer, the very same to fell the Targaryen prince himself"

Robb and Jon both paled at the image before Sonja broke into a giggle.

"I jest, he'll just mope and moan and then drink himself into the first big tittied whore he can find to slam herself on his cock"

"You seem to think lowly of the king" Jon said with a frown that he and his brother shared.

Sonja shrugged "He knows it, I know it and we've often at times joked about it over a glass of wine back at Kings Landing"

"Are you and the king close?" Robb inquired as the three passed a small clearing filled with stones covered in moss.

"Drinking buddies, the best in all the Seven Kingdoms" Sonja smirked as she gave the two a wink over her shoulder "I'm also the first woman that he's gotten drunk that didn't fuck him. He found that to be quite remarkable and spent the next few months trying to work his way into my bed and in between my legs before I set him straight"

"How so?" Robb asked with a grin.

"I took his War hammer and struck him over the head with it" Sonja said with a fond look on her face "It was worth the three days in the dungeons, I'll tell you"

"And he let you live-" Jon began to ask when Sonja suddenly held a hand up, ordering them to stop as she slowly lowered herself to a kneeling position.

The two followed her lead and looked around as the red headed Wildling remained still, her gaze straight ahead and unwavering. Neither moved as Sonja's hand slowly went to the hilt of Venom when suddenly a large dark shape bolted from the dense brush in front of them with a snarl. Jon and Robb's shouts of surprise were cut off as the howl of Grey Wind filled the air and Sonja drew Venom and brought the black blade in front of her just in time to drive it into the chest of a large mountain lion.

The beast let out a roar of pain that quickly died as Venom was plunged deeper into it's chest before it's body went slack.

Sonja stared at the now dead lion with a blank expression as it's blood began to drip down her hands and on to her arms. With a grunt she pushed the lion from her sword and let the beast fall the ground with a 'thud' while Ghost and Grey Wind emerged from the foliage and trotted to their still shocked human companions.

"A mountain lion?" Robb said with confusion as he glanced at an equally perplexed Jon "What's a Mountain Lion doing all the way out here?"

"Mountain Lions haven't been seen in these woods in almost four hundred years" Jon said as he looked around with unease as his hand rested on Ghost's head.

"Where can they usually be found?" Sonja asked as she kneeled down to examine the dead lion, turning it's head side to side and examining it's teeth by parting it's jaws with her fingers.

"Usually farther north, closer to the Wall where it's colder and more mountainous, namely the Frostfangs" Jon answered.

"Well he's a long way from home than" Sonja said with a frown as she stared at the dead mountain lion.

It's fur was a mixture of white, grey and black to better help it blend into the snowy slopes of the Frostfangs, the Wolfswood was a poor hunting ground it's coat. And it's legs weren't long for speed, but built to better take down the goats, cave bears and other creatures that call the mountains their home.

"Why do you think it came so far south?" Robb asked as he came and stood next to Sonja before he squatted down to better examine the lion while Grey Wind sniffed at it and let out a low growl.

"Food?" Jon answered with a shrug "Perhaps goat herds in the Frostfangs have grown to well guarded for them or perhaps they've been overhunted"

"But then it would simply move to the lower lands of the mountinas, not travel all the way here, hundreds of miles away" Robb pointed as he glanced at Sonja "My lady, do you have any idea why a Lion from the Frostfangs came this far?"

Sonja didn't respond as she stared the lion's lifeless eyes with an unreadable expression on her face as a singular thought ran through her mind.

It fled south... to get away from what was coming from the North.

'And it died all the same' Sonja thought as she turned her gaze upwards and looked towards the sky as several dark clouds overhead began to move southwards.

It seems, Winter truly was coming... with death on it's heels.

...

And done.

Next chapter, The joureny to Vaes Dothrak begins...