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Congratulations to Daenerys Targaryen and Jon Snow for the right answer. Daenerys Targaryen gets the fighting skills of Mikasa Ackerman. Jon Snow gets a mountain worth of gold coins deposited in his pocket dimension.
Daenerys Targaryen's mind was filled with the fighting skills and the knowledge of how to use them. Along the with enhancement serum she took Daenerys Targaryen have the skills to become the strongest fighter of Westeros after Jon Snow.
"Jon! How much gold do you exactly have?" Arya asked with a mischievous smile on her face.
"Enough that the Lannister's will take few thousand years to spend" Jon replies back.
"Oh, so what are you going to do with it?" Arya asked
"Arm the Wall first, than arm the North. Haven't thought much after that point" Jon replies with shrug of his shoulders.
Jon Arryn who was paying attention to Jon Snow sighed in relief when he heard that. As he feared that he would try to raise an army and come for Robert's throne. But still it looks like Jon Snow wants to deal with dead first but it may likely be due to the fact that he doesn't know his real parents cause if he does there is no way he would let Robert Baratheon remain as the King of Westeros.
Like Jon Arryn the Tyrell's and Martell's who were also keeping an eye on Jon Snow also felt that he doesn't care about Robert Baratheon's Kingdom because he doesn't know who his parents are as he only cares about the Wall and the North.
[THE WOODS OUTSIDE WINTERFELL]
[BRAN STARK runs through the woods, holding a bow.]
"I must be dreaming" Bran muttered. The future him had lost the use of his legs, that was the only explanation.
[He stops, eyes searching. He turns to move again, but a raven startles him as it swoops past his face and alights in a tree.]
"That raven has been appearing in a lot of Bran's dreams" Robb pointed out, having come to the same conclusion that Bran was dreaming.
"Maybe there's some symbolism about it?" Jon suggested.
"Or it could just be a dream!" Arya rolled her eyes.
Over on his own, Brynden watched the sequence along with a soft hum.
[BRAN steps closer, notches an arrow and aims.]
"Don't think too much, Bran."
Jon smiles at Bran's remembrance of him.
[Suddenly, JON SNOW and ROBB STARK are by his side.]
Now Robb was smiling as well.
"Relax your bow arm."
[BRAN carefully lets the arrow fly. It misses and the raven takes flight.]
"Somethings never change," Arya said teasingly.
Bran swatted at her with a huff.
[JON and ROBB laugh.]
"And which one of you was a marksman at ten?"
[BRAN looks to the sky, trying to locate his father's voice.]
"Father?"
Ned stared with a sad smile.
[JOJEN REED appears next to him.]
"Who's that?" Sansa asked.
Bran shrugged.
"He does look familiar" Ned muttered. He just couldn't put a name to that face.
"You can't kill it, you know."
"Why not?"
"Because the raven is you."
"Ominous" Arya frowned. "What does he mean the raven is him? Bran's not a bird!"
"I don't think he meant it literally" Lyanna explained, but even she was frowning. That was a weird dream.
[HARRENHAL CHAMBER]
[ROBB looks pensively into a fire. TALISA stands nearby.]
"My mother always told me you Westerosi were a grim lot. Grim, bearded, stinking barbarians that would row across the Narrow Sea and steal us from our beds."
"Odd how that is more or less how we think about the Wildlings" Shireen spoke, doing so after a long time.
"The difference is that the Wildlings have done all of that" Jon pointed out. "The North is full of such incidents, sadly."
Shireen nodded. She did not have a reply to that.
[TALISA walks over to ROBB and half-embraces him]
"Did you ever think you'd marry one?"
"I never thought I'd marry anyone at all."
"Never?"
"Not until I met the king of the grim, bearded, stinking barbarians."
[They kiss.]
"Disgusting" Jon muttered, earning a whack on the arm from his brother for it.
[The chamber door opens and ROOSE BOLTON enters.]
"Pardon me, Your Grace. My queen."
[ROOSE BOLTON holds two raven messages, one in each hand.]
"Word from Riverrun and Winterfell."
Catelyn's brows knit in worry. Riverrun and Winterfell...
"We'll travel to the funeral together."
"Oh," the realization hit Catelyn like a ton of falling stones from a great height, squashing whatever remnant of control she had over her emotions. The woman sobbed and Ned brought her face into his chest as he embraced her.
The people gave them time to themselves, allowing Catelyn to go through her emotions and let them out. The loss of a loved one was something they had all suffered through. None of them would be unkind to her about it, not now or after.
Eventually, Catelyn calmed down, but she did not pull away from her husband's embrace.
"Lord Bolton will garrison here until we return."
"Will I be wearing manacles when I lay my father to rest?"
"It is deserved for the shit you pulled" Olenna drawled.
Catelyn could only sigh in defeat. She knew she deserved that much for freeing a prisoner of war, a valuable one at that.
[ROBB does not answer.]
"Something else?"
"By the time Bolton's bastard Ramsay got to Winterfell, the Ironborn were gone. They massacred everyone and put the castle to the torch. And Bran and Rickon have not been found. They may have escaped. Or Theon may have taken them back to the Iron Islands as hostages."
"Oh, you guys don't know" Lyanna muttered.
"Nobody could send them ravens, so it's not a surprise" Jon spoke gently beside her. "And they wouldn't know the boys were alive. Nobody knew that."
Lyanna nodded, her hand gently grasping her son's.
"Have you received any demands?"
"No."
"Have you heard anything from Theon at all?"
"No."
[DUNGEON]
[THEON is bound on an X-shaped cross in a dungeon.]
"I was captured?!" Theon almost got out of his seat. "How is that possible?! Dagmar dragged me out!"
"Guess your men turned on you" Robb spoke, loud and clear, with clear satisfaction in his voice. "Hurts doesn't it? When someone you trust stabs you in the back."
Theon said nothing to that, only gripped his seat arms tightly.
"Robb" Jon whispered, "you or your mother don't know Theon is a prisoner" he whispered.
The satisfaction was whipped off of his face.
"I must know" Robb argued in the same tone.
"You are expecting a ransom from Theon, meaning you don't."
Robb frowned deeper.
"Well... torturing him would be nice as well" the Heir to Winterfell said at last.
[Someone drenches him with a bucket of water to wake him. He wakes, shaking, and takes stock of his location. A blurry TORTURER looks on.]
"Where am I? Who are you? What do you want?"
[The TORTURER approaches and grabs THEON's hand, roughly.]
"I want to do this."
[The TORTURER thrusts an awl under THEON's fingernail. THEON screams in pain.]
Every hair on Theon's arms and neck stood up as he stared in shock. Torture! He was going to torture him!
Yara grabbed her brother's hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.
"Stay strong" the woman whispered harshly.
Theon swallowed thickly but gave no indication he had heard his sister.