Jon pov
Ser Darvos, Gendry and me had been sailing for five days, with no news from home. The goodbye was the hardest i had ever had, I even delatet our departure because I couldn't have left like Rayne wanted me to. Not when I knew she believed that I was leaving her, I noticed the change in her behaviour when we had talked.
When I woke, the day of our actuall departure, and she wasn't there I just knew something was wrong. And then I saw her at the Gates, red rimmed eyes with the saddest look I have ever seen on her.
"Please be safe" she had whispered, but before i could say or do anything she rode off. I couldn't leave like this, not with this image burnt inside my head, the look in her eyes broke my heart.
When she came back I confrontet her, only to discover that she feared me leaving her for good. I made sure that she believed me this time, that it was and will ever only be her for me. She had told me she didn't wanted to see me leave, so I left her in my bed gave her a kiss goodbye and began my Journey.

Danerys Stormborn from the house Tagariyan, Mother of the Dragons and here whole army of Dhotraki and Novalgeries had occupied Dragonstone. And the rumors that she had three living Dragons were true. To say we were nervous when we saw those three Dragons would be an understatement. She believed the Iron throne should be hers, that she was to reign the seven Kingslands, because her father was the mad King. .
Thyrion Lanister and Lord Varis welcomed us, they were at Danerys side as her hand and advisor. Before I got to meet her they made sure that I knew of her travel together, and what Danerys had done. That she had burned the high Lords at Astapor, and all in all freed the bay of slaves, which is pretty impressiv and showed me that she seemed to have the heart on the right spot.
When we enterd the Throne room I was anounced as the King in the north, I still hadn't get used to it.
As I saw her my breathing stocked, she was a beautiful woman. I first noticed her bright white hair that was in braids, and her big blue Green eyes, that could cast a spell over you.
"I didn't know the north had a King. Are you here to make the pledge of allegiance like your acestors did to mine and bend your knee to me?" Danerys asked.
"My grace, I was chosen to represent the north. I wouldn't call myself a King but I will do what it takes to keep the north safe. No I'm not here to bend my knee to you." I answered her.
"A King who dosen't want to be a King, that's new. So if you don't want to bend your knee to me I have to assume you want the Iron Throne for yourself, am i right?"
"No my grace, I do not intend to claim the Iron Throne. I'm here to ask for your help in another war that is coming. "
"And which war would that be?"
"The war for the human kind, I was beyond the wall and saw them coming. The Night King and his army of white walkers, they make no differnce who they kill if you are a Tagariyan or a Lanister. They want all humans dead." I could see that she didn't believe a word I was saying.
"If what you say is true, why do you come to me to ask for help and not to the Queen in Kings Landing?" She was testing me.
"Cercei Lanister is not my Queen and never will be. I did not nor will I ever bend my knee to her. But I intend to ask her for help, too. If she wants to live she has to fight too and without her mens it's going to be hard if not impossible to win." I responded.
"Is it just that you don't want to bend your knee to her or do you don't want to do it generally?" She was still testing.
"My grace, i'm sorry to say it but it's the wrong question you ask. You should better ask, IF I survive would I bend my knee to someone. That is the only question that should matter right now, if we are able to survive the long night."
She looked questioningly.
"So you are here because you are so selfless to safe the human kind and not because my hand send you a raven? So I am questioning myself, why did you come here in the first place? I mean you have to prepare for a war, why would you travel so far in a time like this?"

Danerys pov
I was with Drogon, Viserion and Rhaegal when Torgo Nhudo came to me, he told me that some northern people had arrived. One of them was Jon Snow, the newly chosen King in the north. I wondered how that was even possible. Lord Thyrion had told me, that the last time he saw Jon Snow he was going to become a brother of the Nightwatch. As far as I knew a man of the Nightwatch wasn't allowed to get a title or Lands, Thyrion reasured me that Jon Snow was a man of honor so I supposed something had happened. I was interessted in the story how he became a King and of course why he was here. I granted him an audition.
As he entered the Throne room I first noticed how handsome he was, tall, muscularly, brought shoulders, curly Black hair he weared in a braid and this loyal brown eyes. So deep that you could lost yourself in them.
He explained that he was just chosen by the Lords to be their King, that he didn't want the Iron throne and most importantly didn't support Cercei. He didn't come to make the pledge of allegiance or bend his knee to me but to ask for help. He explained that the fairytales about the Night King wasn't just a fairytales but reality and that the long night was coming.
"So you are here because you are so selfless to safe the human kind and not because my hand send you a raven? So I am questioning myself, why did you come here in the first place? I mean you have to prepare for a war, why would you travel so far in a time like this?" I asked him.
"My grace, a friend of mine is being trained to become a Maester. He found some documents that say that in the caves under Dragonstone is Dragon glass to be found. I don't know if you know that, but Dragon glass can kill whightes. So I got here to get said Dragon glass to make weapons for the long night ahead."
He needed something that I owned, interessting. Maybe I could make a deal with him if I allowed him to get to that Dragon glass.
"Oh that is all?" I asked
"Yes my grace, that is all. But if you were to decide to help us fight I would be thankful for that." Oh what a temptation.
"I will allow you to mine in the caves, but I won't give up my vantage in numbers against Cercei. I'm Sorry but we will fight in different wars. But I could change my mind if you were to bend your knee and accept me as your Queen." I said.
"Thank you, but I can't bend my knee to you. My folk had to endure to much pain and sorrow because of an southern Queen." He answered.
"Maybe your stay here shows you that i'm different. Please be my guests."
With that I got up and left the room, frustrated with the Situation.