Winterfell CastlePOV of Eddard Stark

  "What do you mean Lord Bolton and his meuro Wall three weeks ago? Then why did I receive the letter just now? It should be two weeks long journey for a lone messenger from Wall to Winterfell. Did something happen on your jourell me." Eddard Stark asked Yoren with a frowned expression.

  Did this brother of Night's Watch s his journey? Or Lord ander of the Wall didn't see this news as important enough to send a man to him as soon as possible.

  Three weeks meant that if Lord Bolto Wall quickly with his men, then he should have already arrived at the Dreadfort or about the arrive. Not like he was going to do something about that. But not doing it and not being able to do it are two different things. So eagerly awaited the answer from this brother of Night's Watch.

  "Ughh. My lord, it was because of the feast."

  "Feast?"

  "Yes, my lord. Lord Bolton said that he could always celebrate his achievement with his men at the Dreadfort and wao celebrate with every man in Castle Bck because he could only do it now. He sent his men after a night of stay. Only his two sworn shields stayed with him at the Wall. He feasted with us for a whole week. After a week, he left with his sworn shields to catch his men. Lord ander gave me the letter after Lord Boltoed."

  This… For a moment Lord Stark couldn't find words to say something. Was it deliberate? Did Lord Bolton hold a feast to dey news about his expedition until he reached his castle? Or he just wao celebrate after a long expedition.

  'Am I thinking too much? Haah… Why is always Lord Bolton the one who gives me a headache?'

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  Bolton LandsPOV of Domeric Bolton

  "The nd from this stream to that mountain in the distance is yours."

  Domeric said in old too Mag the Mighty as his men brought wagon after wagon that was full of food while looking at the giants in disbelief and shock.

  "Land. Ours." The giant said as he poi the stream and then the mountain.

  "Yes. All this nd is yours. You do whatever you want within these nds." He slowly expined in old tongue so that the giant would uand what he said.

  "Though you won't have to worry about food as I'll tio send that to you every 3 months." He expined and the giant gave another nod to him.

  "Do not harm the men that I'll send t you food. Okay." He said and the giant gave him another nod and a simple use of Legilimency told him that Mag at least uood what he said on a basic level.

  He gave a nod and the giant climbed on his mammoth before leaving for the pce given to them to build a new shelter upon.

  "I had not believed that they were true." His aunt's voice came from behind him ohe giants and the mammoths had left. "In hindsight, I should have believed you when you told me about them."

  He turo look at her and found that she was still gazing at the giants with a disbelieving gaze.

  "It's alright." He said "These are the kind of things that a person finds hard to believe until they see it for themselves. I do not doubt that any Northern lord or dy who hears about giants would find it simirly hard to believe. And I'm even going to point out what the Southerhink when they hear about this news."

  His aunt stayed silent for a while and they both watched the giants vanish behind the hill before she finally broke it.

  "Giants, Children of the Forest, magic. It seems like I'm living in the Age of the Heroes once again." She said with a chuckle before she turo look at him. "You are serious about proteg them, aren't you?" she asked, and he nodded.

  "Yes. I'll protect them. And iurn, they'll protect me and my nds when we are attacked by other people."

  "You seem pretty sure that you'll be attacked by other people." She said with a raised eyebrow, and he gave a careless shrug.

  "A prosperous nd attracts attention. And not always the good kind. That is a simple truth of this world. And sooner or ter, I'll attract the bad kind of trouble as well. It's just a matter of time before we're attacked by other people."

  She gave him a nod auro look at another woman who worked as a seamstress within Dreadfort.

  "Did you take all of their measurements Elena?" he asked, and the woman gave him a shaky nod iurn.

  "Good. Walton. Take the measurements from her and give them to Tobho Mott. I want him and the other bcksmiths to create armor for all the giants with those measurements."

  "It'll be done, my lord." The man said with a feral grin and put the paper in his pocket, and Domeric took a deep breath before looking at the nds in front of him once again.

  "You do know that other people might try to attack these giants, right?" his aunt asked, and he nodded before pig up the Weirwood saplings that he had brought with him in order to pnt them around these nds.

  "I know. That is why I'll pnt these Weirwood saplings and create a magical parameter around these nds. Parameter that would repel any human with the io harm these giants."

  "You do such a thing?" his aunt asked, and he nodded.

  "Easily. It'll take some time to grow so many Weirwood trees and the Children would have to spend some time turning those Weirwood trees into Heart trees by carving the faces but after that, I won't have to worry about other humans harming the giants."

  "Is there anything that you ot do?" his aunt asked with barely hidden amusement, and he snorted.

  "Many things. But let's return to the Dreadfort for now. After all, we have many things that we o take care of."

  With that, he gave Walton a nod and then took his aunt's hands in his. And then with a tug and a twist, they were ba Dreadfort the moment once again.

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