Chapter 1. The Final End of Winter.
It finally came, the end of a long hard battle. Everyone stood there for a second taking it all in, a nightmare that seemed like it would last forever. Even though it wasn't with out great lost. Some of the lost was to come to pass in every time line, like the final attack on Cersei and the Night King to end their reign of terror. Others were lost that didn't have to happen, like the deaths of Jaime, Melisandre, and Varys. They mourned for the lost of great friends, while also celebrating inside the end of the wicked rulers. Suddenly Tyrion looks up to break the silence.
Tyrion: Well, I can feel Westeros getting warmer already.
Everyone lets out a small chuckle. They have been cold for so long they forgot what summer felt like. They all turn to face each other.
Sansa: What do we do now? Can we finally live at least a little like normal people?
Daeny: I can't see why not. After all I think the Gods would understand if we don't want to fight for a while.
Jon: I agree with Daeny. Ask us anything you like and we shall give it to you. We want all of you to live out the rest of your days as you would like, not by serving for our houses or your house, but to raise families and live your lives to the fullest. You have risked your lives for our kingdom, let us give you your dream life. It can be in a grand castle or in a nice house in a nice town to raise your children.
Sam steps forward to address Jon and his queen.
Sam: Your Graces, Gilly and I have nothing to ask of you, but thank you for all you have done for us as well as our son. We could never repay the kindness you have given us, whatever you need Gilly and I will do for as long as we both shall live.
Jon: Thank you Sam. For your service I am giving you and Gilly a house by the seashore, like you always wanted. As for baby Sam, he shall have the finest education and go to any kind of school to become whatever he desires to be. I will make sure personally.
Gilly steps forward holding baby Samwell Tarly Jr. in her arms. As she steps forward Sam puts his hands around his wife's hip.
Gilly: Thank you so much King Aegon.
Jon: Please call me Jon, I don't know if I could ever get use to that name.
As Sam and Gilly step back, Sir. Jorah steps forward.
Jorah: My Queen, I ask only what I have for many years, other than serving you. To let me stay in Westeros and return to my family.
Daeny: Of course Sir. Jorah that is the least I could do, besides you have a niece to get to. I know for a fact you will grow to love unconditionally, as you have loved me.
Jorah: Thank you so much my Queen. May I head there now?
Daeny: Of course! Have a safe trip.
Jorah turns around and gets on his horse. He rides his horse as fast as he can to make it home. He can't wait to see his little niece and hold her in his arms for the first time.
Grey Worm then steps up to Daeny and Jon. Trying to act tough but you can easily see how nervous he is.
Grey Worm: My Queen, I have been with you since you freed me from my chains. I have only one thing to ask of you, since the only practice I know of this is a blessing from a Queen. May I have your blessing to marry Messandei? If she will accept my hand in marriage of course?
Daeny: I am not a step in your way. If you wish to marry Messandei, and she accepts your hand in marriage, then do it. I will even pay for your wedding feast.
Messandei approaches taking Grey Worms hands, and holding his hand by their waist.
Messandei: Thank you so much Khaleesi. This means the world to me.
Daeny: It is my pleasure. After all, you two are some of my best friends. I couldn't be more happier for the both of you.
With that simple answer, Daeny gives a hug to Messandei and Grey Worm. Two people who fell in love because she freed them.
Jon: Which reminds me. Gendry.
Gendry step out infront of the crowd. Nervous as he was, he didn't know what the King would say to
Gendry: Yes, your Grace.
Jon: For your reward I have personally picked it for you if you wish to have it. You are the last Baratheon alive, and there is no one else to despite that. Even if there was, everyone can tell you are Robert Baratheon's son. I would like to legitimize you as Gendry of House Baratheon. Therefore you would no longer be Gendry Waters, but Gendry Baratheon.
Falling on his knees in utter thanks bowing to Jon. Jon picks him up and hugs Gendry, and Gendry returns the hug back.
Gendry: Thank you! Thank you so much, your Grace!
Jon: Hold on i'm not finished yet. Arya, come here.
Arya steps forward. She is nervous as well. Does Jon know that she and Gendry are in love?
Arya: Yes, Jon?
Jon: I know the two of you love each other, very much. So if you wish, I give you my blessing to marry Lady Arya Stark of Winterfell. That's if she accepts. We all know you can think for yourself.
Everyone lets out a slight laugh.
Gendry now holding Arya's hands, with a slim smile and a twinkle in his eyes.
Gendry: So, Arya, what do you say?
Arya is happy as can be, with her cheeks blushing with pink. A huge smile runs across her face.
Arya: Of course I will.
Arya and Gendry hug as if it has been ages of them being apart. The happiness is know through the crowd. Then Gendry whispers to Arya.
Gendry: I told you, you would be M'lady.
All of the sudden Bran feels a change in the wind. Bran doesn't know why but he felt has if this has never happened before in all of the history of Westeros. Not this kind of wind at least.
Bran: Stop! Something is happening!
Sansa leans down with a concerned look on her face.
Sansa: What is it Bran?
Bran is puzzled, more puzzled as the three eyed raven. He can't help but stare at the sky.
Bran: I? I? I don't know!