Although King Gendry relied heavily on Lord Stark, judging by the situation, that reliance did not make them true family. After all, the two did not have the ironclad bond Robert and Eddard had shared.
King Gendry's true father figures and friends were Arrow Maker, Qyburn, his old brothers in the Wolf Pack Company, and even men like Ser Barristan Selmy.
Edmure Tully, Roose Bolton, Blackfish Brynden Tully, and the others left the tent to set the army in motion.
Only the king and queen, Margaery and Sansa, Eddard Stark and his son, and Arya Stark remained inside.
"Once House Lannister has been destroyed, you can devote yourself to preparing for the Long Winter and the Long Night," Gendry told Eddard.
Eddard looked at the king. "None of that can be done without Your Grace's support, whether it is winter or the White Walkers. The North alone is too weak."
"I already understand that."
Once winter arrived, the North felt like a blood bag running at a deficit, and the king had to keep supplying it with blood.
"May I touch Lady Justice? It's the legendary hero's magic sword," Arya Stark said hopefully.
"Arya..." Eddard was about to reprimand his daughter.
But Gendry smiled easily and drew Lady Justice from his sword belt. "Here."
Arya cheered and stepped forward, but even with all her strength, she could not budge Lady Justice.
"It really is a magic sword, a hero's longsword!" Arya exclaimed in wonder.
"The genuine article." Daenerys wore a smile. She really did like the young she-wolf, who felt like a true Stark in both looks and temperament.
Arya also played a considerable role in the war. As a warg, she linked with Nymeria to storm cities.
Too many wolves were a disaster for the Riverlands. Most of them