About three days later with nearly no traveling breaks, they finally made it to the front of Hardhome.
They all get off their boats. Alesia looks around the ice cold area, so many children, mothers, men. All she could think about is how they can all be murdered by the white walkers in who knows how long.
The watches volunteers and wildings walk up to another group of wildings, Alesia notices the Lord of Bones.
"Lord of Bones, been a long time." Tormund greeted.
"Last time I saw ya, the little crow was your prisoner, is it the other way around now?" The lord had spoken about Jon.
He then sees Alesia who was beside Jon.
"Ah, and the little wildling girl, you've gotten prettier."
"And you've gotten shorter."
The lord ignored her reply, turning his head back to Tormund.
"What happened?"
"War." Tormund stated.
"War? You call that a war?" The lord raises his hand to the people. "The greatest army the north has ever seen cut up pieces by some southern king."
"We should gather the others, go somewhere quiet to talk." Told Tormund.
"You don't give orders here."
"I'm not giving orders."
"Why aren't you in chains?" The lord of bones asked a question again.
"He's not my prisoner." Jon answered the lord.
"No? Then what is he?"
"We are allies." Jon answered again.
The lord of bones slowly swifts his head to Tormunds.
"You fucking traitor."
The group of wildlings behind the lord but their swords up.
Alesia gets her arrow ready to go, but Jon puts his arm over it, signaling no.
Tormund walks up slowly to the lord of bones.
"No, I don't fight for the crows."
"We're not here to fight, we're here to talk"
Jon insured.
"Is that right?" The lord questioned Jon.
The lord begins to knock his skeleton sword on Tormunds chest.
"You and your pretty crow do a lot of talking, then when you're done you get down on your knees and suck his-"
Tormund then cut off his sentences by taking the skeleton weapon and knocking the lord to the ground.
Continuously beating him til he was no longer breathing.
Tormund looks up at the others while exhaling.
"Gather the others, and let's talk."
He walked through while they were in disbelief. They truly forgot what Tormund was capable of.
Alesia looks at the lords dead body.
"Tough shit."
Jon looks at her, then walks away shaking his head.
"What?" Alesia asked while walking behind him.
They all walk to the gathering.
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𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 ✪ 𝐉. 𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖 ✪𝐆.𝐎.𝐓.
FanfictionCURRENTLY ON S6 " there's a million things.. there's a million things I can say .." jon snow x wilding fem oc ~while on his adventure in the north, they both encounter whom they wouldn't expect. (changes to plots, some points might feel faster)
