#atleast lady got buried in winterfell

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I will forever hold a grudge against ned for killing sansa's direwolf, Lady. Like is he fr. DIREWOLFS ARE LITTERLY HOUSE STARKS SIGIL. I wholeheartedly believe that he could've convinced Robert to take back his decision BUT HE BARELY PROTESTED like tf. Lady deserved so much better, she was such a good girl, the BESTEST girl, just like Sansa. Lady was the prettiest, the most gentle, and trusting of the litter:( .She didnt even do anything. All cause Cersie was like "the man i'd thought to wed would have laid wolfskin across my bed before the sun went down" like girl stfu u didn't even know the man😒. Ik she did it to provoke Robert but still. NED EVEN KNEW THAT ARYA WAS TELLING THE TRUTH. WHY TF WOULD HE DO THAT. Renly was so real for laughing at Jofferys face and then leaving🙄

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Chapter 3: Execution

Stannis and Melisandre were residing in Castle Black for the last few days, along with his wife Lady Selyse of House Florent, their daughter princess Shireen and his Hand, ser Davos Seaworth, The Onion Knight. Witnessing how Jon Snow was slaughtered by his brothers of the Night's Watch, Davos and Melisandre asked Stannis for permission to try to revive Jon with the help of magic of R'hllor, the Lord of Light, a foreign god that Melisandre worshipped. Stannis gave his permission, begrudgingly, and so she and Davos, with the help of Pyp and Tormund carefully lifted Jon's seemingly dead body from the ground and carried him up the stairs, where they laid him on the table in his solar, and Melisandre undressed him from his leather tunic and heavy wool he wore underneath, stripping even his cloth undershirt off, so he wore only his heavy black breeches and knee-high black leather boots. Jon's albino direwolf, Ghost, lay asleep in the corner, and the only two people that Melisandre allowed to remain in Jon's solar, while she tried to revive him, were Ygritte and Sam. All of the others followed Tormund's example and left to get some sleep. Melisandre was chanting some foreign words almost all night, either prayers to her god or some wizarding mantras meant for reviving the dead, Ygritte and Sam did not knew; somewhere around half the night Sam fell asleep on the bench on the other side of Lord Commander's table, across the chair in which now Jon sat, and Jeor Mormont before him, but Ygritte remained awake, not wanting to miss anything that could happen to her man. The remaining few hours of the night were away, slowly but steadily, and at the first light of dawn, Melisandre fell into the chair, exhausted. - Well? - Ygritte spoke a few moments later - did ya manage t' revive 'im? - I'm sorry, my dear girl - Melisandre sighed in defeat - it seems that I have misinterpreted the signs that the Lord of Light was sending me. Why would He send me the wrong omens, I know not, but it seems that Jon Snow is not Azor Ahai, The Prince That Was Promised, as I thought he was at first, I have done everything in my power to bring him back, but it was all in vain, I fear. I suggest you let go of him, his physical form atleast, keep him in your memories, because he cannot come back to you, I'm afraid - Melisandre closed her eyes and lowered her head. - No... - Ygritte moaned sadly - NO! He's not dead! Ya do wha' ya can t' bring 'im back! - she yelled at Melisandre, tears flowing freely from her eyes. - Jon... - Ygritte buried her face in his neck and cried hysterically, her loud sobs echoing through the Lord Commander's solar. In the next moment, Jon opened his eyes, slowly, and started hyperventilanting, loudly, because he had not had took a breathe or air for the countless hours while he, seemingly, lay in a coma. After a few moments, his breathing slowed down and continued in his usual rhythm, while Ygritte lifted her head and looked at him, her eyes wet with tears, but those were the tears of joy, now... - Oh, Jon! - she breathed and hugged him lightly, being careful not to move him or shake him too much - I though' I 'ave los' ya forever - she whispered, her tears falling on his nose and down towards his beard...

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It was late afternoon that day, near the evening, when a small party of people, including Stannis, ser Davos, Melisandre, Jon, Ygritte, Sam, Gilly, Edd and Tormund gathered around the quickly erected gallows in the training courtyard of Castle Black. Two other black brothers brought Olly from the ice cells, his wrists shackled, his dark eyes full of hatred and animosity towards Jon and especially towards Ygritte. They made him stand on a barrel, and one of the brothers climbed the stairs onto the higher platform and put the noose around the young traitor's neck. - Olly - Jon spoke - you were the one of the few who betrayed the Watch by stabbing your Lord Commander and leaving him to die. All of the other mutineers got their fitting punishment from my wild girlfriend's arrows, and now I have to punish you for your part in the mutiny. Do you have any last words? - Olly glared hatefully at him in return. Jon unsheathed Longclaw and cut the rope that was holding the barrel in half; barrel rolled over to the other end of the rough wooden platform, disappearing from under Olly's feet, and the boy gurgled and gasped for air for the next few moments until the gurgling sounds ceased and he became still. - Burn the body - Jon addressed Edd, removing his cloak and throwing it into his arms. - What should I do with this? - Edd asked while Jon descended the stairs. - Wear it, or burn it, whatever you want - Jon said tiredly - you are the new Lord Commander from now on, starting on the morrow; my Watch has ended. - Jon, Ygritte and Tormund spend their last night at Castle Black sleeping on the bunks in Jon's soon-to-be former solar; Sam and Gilly were in the adjacent sleeping quarters. The next day, later in the morning, the brothers opened the gate for a slender, red haired and blue eyed girl, but her eyes were softer than Ygritte's; she was followed by a tall woman in armor, armed with a sword, who had a short cropped blonde hair. The girl, still sitting on horseback as did the tall woman behind her, introduced herself as Sansa Stark, and her companion as Brienne of Tarth, and she said she was looking for Jon Snow. The black brother immediately ran off to fetch Jon, while his fellow guardsman kept an eye on Sansa and Brienne, but he allowed them to come into the courtyard and got off from the horsebacks. Jon appeared a few minutes later, followed by a beautiful girl with fiery red hair, a few shades darker than Sansa's, and icy blue-and-grey eyes, almost as a cluster of steely grey clouds before the beginning of the storm. - Jon? - Sansa spoke in amazement and slight confusion when she saw Ygritte, dressed in her thick furs, armed with a bow and a quiver of arrows. - Sansa - Jon replied - I want you to meet Ygritte, my girlfriend from the Free Folk; Ygritte, this is my half sister, Sansa of House Stark of Winterfell - he introduced the girls to one another. - Now, what brings you here? - he asked, motioning for her and Brienne to follow him and Ygritte into what was still his solar for the time being...