* BEAR CHILD !

     SHE WAS OLDER NOW, well over ten years had passed since daenarys targaryen had attempted her conquest of westeros. lyanna was far from the young girl she had been when her father left to go back beyond the wall. it had been a sour goodbye, one that the girl constantly replayed over and over in her brain. she tried to convince him to stay, to move to bear island and live there with her, but he was of the free folk, and the free folk belonged in the free lands.

     but now, she was in the free lands, a few weeks in before coming to the small village. it was where they chose to be, she supposed, a place near the water but with enough cover. lyanna made her way into the village before descending from her horse, feed landing with a crunch in the snow. people looked to her, and she called out,   “ i’m looking for tormund giantsbane. ”

     eyes look upon him, hearing some of the mumbling of the unsullied outside ; they had let her through because  lyanna demanded it and even threatened some of them with being eaten by a bear. it had worked. now, quietly, she stood there with eyes never once wavering from him.   “ they feed you yet? ”

     “ YOUR QUEEN HAS LOST IT, ” lyanna screams in his face, not even caring if he was older or superior. the entire city was currently burning and the screams of it’s citizens were echoing through the still air ; this was not the plan that been made and it was clear this daenarys targaryen was going off on her own agenda rather than do what they agreed to do, which was cripple cersei’s resources and force a surrender.   “ tell me, cousin, do you still support your precious dragon queen? ”