The Red Queen Arrives at the Wall

Seven days later.

Beyond the Wall, in the Haunted Forest.

A gigantic white wolf ran out of the forest, limping with difficulty.

The wolf was five meters long and two meters tall at the shoulder.

Even on the snowy ground, it still stood out.

Clang, clang!

A rapid alarm bell rang from atop the Wall, sounded by a sentry.

"Wildlings have been entering the Wall every day lately. The situation's getting worse."

Cregan walked along the battlements, reporting with a dejected expression.

Rhaegar walked beside him and said firmly, "We still have to keep taking them in. The Free Folk can govern themselves. If trouble breaks out, take it up with the tribal chiefs."

Clang, clang!

The sound of the bells reached them, and both looked up.

Rhaegar hurried to the watchtower and spotted the white wolf at once.

"Is that a direwolf? And it's white!?"

Cregan's eyes widened. It was his first time seeing the symbol of House Stark.

"There's someone on its back."

Rhaegar had better eyesight. He said this, then turned and headed down from the battlements.

He had seen clearly.

A figure in black armor was draped across the giant wolf's back. It was one of the Unsullied who had gone out.

They descended the Wall on a winch-operated lift, while the Night's Watch had already brought the wolf into the underground passage.

The figure on the wolf's back fell to the ground, revealing his face as he lay on his back.

"Grey Worm!?"

Rhaegar recognized him and hurriedly lifted him up.

"Rrragh!"

The direwolf bared its teeth and crouched as if ready to pounce, trying to intimidate them.

"Easy. We mean no harm."

Cregan arrived just behind him, holding his hands out in an attempt to stop the wolf.

The direwolf seemed to understand human