Game Of Thrones: The God-Emperor of Planetos-Chapter 98 - - Negotiations with Free Folk (V)

"Is he a man or a god?" Leaf, Eighteenth of her Name and Queen of the Forest Court, asked herself, looking at Aenar Targaryen.

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Mance looked at the Wall, closer and closer, with a calm gaze. His brown eyes observed the dozens of leaders of the tribes of the Free Folk, including the last giants of the world known today.

Honestly, the only reason he had accepted the negotiations was because the Three-Eyed Raven had delivered the letter containing the terms. And he knew, the negotiations wouldn't be easy or even smooth.

Having personally seen the army of the living dead, he would give up his titles without any hesitation to survive what was to come, but the Free Folk were different. Many would rather die than bend the knee and betray ancient traditions.

Behind Mance, miles away, hundreds of thousands of Savages were camped out and slightly warmed up. Although the Wall was indeed cold, in the Far North it was ten times worse. So much worse that a Savage, even one with resistance to the cold, couldn't survive for more than a minute without clothes.

The climate wasn't so severe, but with the arrival of the Night King, the Far North became a place of death and cold. Not even the largest trees could survive. The sun's heat didn't seem to reach the Far North, serving only to illuminate the day.

"Are you sure they want to negotiate, Mance?"

Speaking to Mance was a blonde, blue-eyed woman. Her beauty was almost legendary among the Wildlings. Even in the south of Westeros, she could be mistaken for a real princess.

She was Val, known as the Princess of the Wildlings.

The woman had dark honey blonde hair that reached down to her waist. Val had high, pointed cheekbones and her eyes looked light gray or blue, depending on how the sunlight hit her face. She was slender, tall and had full breasts.

"Yes, they do, especially that Prince Aenar." Mance replied in a cold, calm tone. Of that he had no doubt. He was in possession of the Horn of Winter and could destroy the Wall whenever he wished. This was his greatest weapon and, at the same time, his last resort, which he could only use in truly desperate situations.

After all, although the Horn of Winter really could destroy the Wall, what would happen then? He and his people would have to fight the Night King, the White Walkers and an army of seemingly immortal Wights without the protection of the Wall. That was definitely bad news.

"I hope you're right, Mance. We'll die if he decides to kill us." Val replied in an equally calm tone.

"Don't worry. The Horn of Winter is with my wife. If I'm killed, she'll touch it and destroy the Wall." Mance spoke with a cold tone. He might die, but he would take everyone with him to hell.

Mance didn't realize it, but when he said it, a rat with icy blue eyes seemed to smile humanely. The rat quickly disappeared without anyone noticing its departure.

Suddenly, a loud, thunderous roar resounded for dozens of kilometers.

The Savages' expressions changed dramatically, many displaying terror upon hearing the roar, which seemed to herald the end of the world.

Then, as the sky darkened, everyone looked up and saw a sight they would probably never forget. A gigantic dragon was flying in circles above the Wall. Even though they were miles away, they could still hear the flapping of the gigantic creature's wings.

"The perfect weapon to kill the Night King." Mance murmured with a slightly happy look on his face at the sight of the dragon. Half his worries had disappeared when he saw the creature.

With a dragon that size, he had no doubt that the Savage army would be no more than a slightly larger ant, which the dragon could exterminate with its flames.

This confirmed that Aenar really wanted to negotiate. Otherwise, the man wouldn't have had so much trouble getting him to the Wall. He could very well cross it with the dragon and burn them until there was nothing left but ashes scattered over the deep snow.

While everyone was staring dazedly at the dragon in the air, in a tree, among the foliage, a pair of golden-green eyes, similar to those of a cat, watched the creature in the sky with a fascinated look full of joy.

Leaf couldn't help thinking that the Green Lord Seer was right: her relative had brought the dragon back into the world and, with it, magic was gradually returning. She and all the Children of the Forest had noticed this phenomenon before, but didn't know its cause.

With the return of magic (Warp Energy), Leaf and the Children finally managed to resist the Night King's powers again and got out of the passive situation in which they were just retreating. They dealt a great blow to those Wights and White Walkers, teaching them a hard lesson with the green fire of life.

Unfortunately, the magic had not yet fully recovered, and they were unable to conjure up a meteor shower as they had done thousands of years ago.

Although Leaf didn't believe that the meteor shower could really kill the Night King, she felt that he was incredibly strong, already entering a realm that no other mortal could reach.

A being close to divinity.

For this reason, Brynden ordered Leaf and all the Children of the Forest to bow before Aenar to help him in the fight to come.

Leaf, as leader of the Children and current queen of the Children of the Forest, was not against the idea of kneeling, but before doing so, she wanted to see the Prince Who Was Promised in person. And although she hadn't seen Aenar yet, she could feel him even from miles away!

There was no way not to feel that gigantic mass of chaotic magic overtaking the clouds!

She estimated that even the Night King, thousands of kilometers away, could sense Prince Aenar.

Honestly, when she saw Aenar's aura, she thought she was witnessing a God walking the earth again, after tens of thousands of years. It was such raw power that she couldn't help but want to get closer to Aenar.

As a being who felt close to magic (Warp Energy), being close to Aenar was not unlike returning to the sea after so long. She estimated that the air around the Prince was particularly pure.

Leaf therefore had infinite expectations for her meeting with Prince Aenar.

"We're going to turn into dragon dung." Rattleshirt grumbled as he looked at the huge beast with a fearful gaze.

"Stop shaking with fear, your bones are rattling." Next to the Bone Lord, a red-haired girl spoke with a sarcastic and fearless tone.

"I'm not afraid! And watch your words, I'll cut out your tongue." Rattleshirt retorted to Ygritte's words with a slightly murderous tone. He hated being called by his nickname and especially a coward.

Ygritte showed no fear in the face of the threat and approached Val, looking at Rattleshirt with a sarcastic look, as if asking if he would dare do anything near the Wild Princess.

Seeing the two start to fight again, Val looked at them both with a cold stare, and that was enough to silence the two voracious warriors of the Free Folk.

Her gaze returned to the dragon, which was now perched on top of the Wall, its huge red body reminding her of blood, a very obvious color in the white environment she was in at the moment.

Val didn't know how a human could tame a beast like that, even the mightiest Warg couldn't come close to controlling such a powerful and magnificent creature.

At the same time, she couldn't help but marvel at the Wall, it was the first time she had seen the grandeur of the monument that killed millions of people just for blocking the way south.

The same gate that had imprisoned the Free Folk for over a millennium was once again blocking their only chance of survival, yet the irony of fate was that they had to depend on the Wall to fight the Night King's seemingly endless army.

And she had to admit, needing the help of the object that had always imprisoned them was a more than cruel fact. If possible, Val wanted to destroy the Wall with the Horn of Winter, but she knew it would be suicide.

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