Chapter 139:

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Chapter 139:

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[ONE WEEK LATER]

After training for a week, and completely leveling the training grounds to a bulk of ashes and melted swords I decided to take a quick break, with my fire working as it was right now, I didn't have much to train, besides working out ideas on how to use it properly.

"Well, that's it for me," I chuckled, rubbing my sore arm, that Neltharion had hit with his tail.

*Got it, I will go and find new collectibles for my hoard then,* Neltharion nodded, *Do you want me to fly you back to the castle?*

I thought about his proposition for a second, before deciding it would be best to walk back by myself, "It's alright, go do your thing," I replied with a sigh.

*Got it!* Neltharion nodded, and a few seconds later flew away into the horizon, making me wonder if he was scaring people by flying around the country, well, I suppose there is no harm as long as he doesn't kill anyone.

As I walked towards the castle, feeling pretty worn down, I couldn't help but smile, I had progressed more this last week with my fire, than I did a few months ago, I was finally at peace with everything, well not everything but that was about to change, I was confident I would find a way to defeat this monster once and for all.

And with this tool, things were looking better for me, for I had learned to use fire beyond the capabilities I thought it had, for as it was capable of destroying, it was also capable of healing, being the reason why I had trained an entire week nonstop with Neltharion, learning that I could ignite a different type of flame, that healed my wounds, leaving me with a refreshed feeling, though this power had a limit.

I knew that lethal wounds were an impossibility, when it came to healing them with this, but it was nice to know I could heal simply wounds and ease down the fatigue.

*CAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!*

I turned to the raven that was screaming with all its might, wondering what that hell had just happened, "Is there something wrong?" I inquired the raven as he flew towards me.

*We must focus first on what to do, how can we help the Applebringer?* Hirsch neighed with concern, stomping his hoof on the ground, *We must act, and we must do it fast!*

*Many of us will die but we must stay strong,* The founder of the council, the first of to be pet spoke, *We must do what we have been doing these past years. We will fight for our King, and we will die! IF NECESSARY! It is our sworn duty to protect him and his family and we will carry our sworn duty with honor! Blood! And glory!!!!!!!!!!!!* the elder cawed, and soon enough every member of the council was stomping the ground in agreement.

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[Daenerys POV]

Ronard came to the castle, agitated sweating not out of training but something else, he didn't even saw me as he ran past me something was on his mind something bad, and I feared for the worst.

"Ronard!" I called out, stopping him.

"I- sorry, I didn't see you there," Ronard muttered, "We have to get ready, the others are already moving, we have no time to waste,"

The others. My fears were right, "I will start retrieving all the weapons we have made, while you call the banners!"

"I will!" Ronard ran, leaving me with a lot running wild in my mind, but there was no time to focus on any of it, I had to act fast, I had to ensure everything went as smoothly as possible for the upcoming battle.

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[Jeor Mormont POV]

Time was something I had experienced, I had seen disnaties being destroyed and new kings rising, I had seen my family go from nothing to scum to Royalty. My life was a full one, I had experienced everything one could ask for.

"Well, this is a nice vacation without people," I chuckled, my last few days of this world, and I was happy. Happy that my demise would help my grandson. Even if it was just a bit, even if I only killed a couple of those things. I would be already doing more than I could possibly achieve staying alive, though I wasn't dying alone.

Aemon, the oldest member of the watch, had decided to stay with me as well, for the same reason, to make his last few moments memorable like mine.

"We are relics of an old time," Aemon commented with a soft smile, "I am glad that I get to go. Helping my family our family,"

"The world is pretty small huh? A bear and a dragon, riding this world together," I chuckled.

"A truly magnificent sight." Aemon smiled.