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Queen Daenerys Targaryen
We are Sansa Stark, Arya Stark and Jon Snow of House Stark. Your advisor Tyrion Lannister will be able to tell you of the difficulties we have faced over the years, of the death of our beloved family members arising out of inter-House wars. He will also be able to tell you that our father Eddard Stark only ever sought to do his duty and had no aspirations for power.
We beg your support in a grave endeavour. North of the Wall, the Night King leads his army of White Walkers and wights. His objective, to destroy man and bring back the Long Night. Only Valyrian steel and dragonglass have proved to have any ability to destroy these foul creatures.
Our armies are too few and weak, our weapons insufficient. If the Night King succeeds in his efforts to annihilate mankind, there will be no kingdoms for you to govern and the world will be plunged into a darkness from which it may never recover.
We plead with you to consider joining us in the fight against the Night King. In return, we pledge our allegiance and the allegiance of the North to support your claim as ruler of the Seven Kingdoms.
- Sansa Stark
- Arya Stark
- Jon Snow
Daenerys looked up from the parchment and stared at Tyrion and Theon.
"Well? Is what they tell me true?"
Both nodded silently.
"What's to say they don't try to murder me after I've helped them kill their Northern monsters?"
Tyrion cleared his throat. "Majesty. I can attest to the honour that runs through this family - sometimes to its detriment."
"Well then, I look forward to meeting my new allies."
Her full mouth curved into a cool and triumphant smile.
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