Jon Snow/ Aegon Targaryen
"The King in the North!" all of the Northern Lords and Ladies chanted as Jon entered Winterfell's Great Hall with Sansa by his side. They both walked up to the front of the room and sat down on the simple wooden chairs serving as their Thrones. As soon as they both sat down the Northern Lords gather around them.
"King Aegon! We have received word that a woman named Queen Daenerys Targaryen has returned to Westeros! If the rumors are true, your Grace... She has three large dragons and an army of full Dothraki and Unsullied…" Lord Glover exclaimed as soon as Jon had taken a seat.
All of those gathered in the Great Hall gasped and then started to whisper. The whispering eventually grew louder and louder and soon, Jon could no longer hear himself think.
Finally, Jon had enough. "Silence! All of you!" He roared over the commotion around him, which quickly silenced of the Northern men and women and drew their attention to their King.
Once all eyes were on him, he started speaking. "I know we are in a difficult situation, my lords and ladies… We have two threats. The white walkers beyond the Wall… as well as Queen Cersei to the south..."
Which is when Lord Manderly stood up, and voiced his concern, "Your Grace, what about Daenerys Targaryen… Your aunt? She claims that she is the rightful Queen of Westeros! While in reality, she is nothing more than a pretender! She claims that throne is hers and the North is in open rebellion."
Jon took a deep breath before he answered, trying to keep the tone of his voice as even and calm as he could, "Aye, she does… However, she does not even know whom I really am… that I exist. Only you all in this room know the truth about my heritage. If anyone would have found out… They would have warned Cersei... Lord Baelish tried to warn Cersei and looked what happened to him… I beheaded him for his betrayal."
The Northern lords all started to whisper and finally, Lord Glover started speaking. "My king we chose you as our King even after the truth was revealed… We chose you to lead us knowing that you are a Targaryen… Ned Stark's blood runs through your veins! We need you as the King of the Seven Kingdoms in order to unite all seven the kingdoms to fight against the threat beyond the wall!"
Lord Glover's announcement creating another round of cheers and 'Aye'. Jon closed his eyes and took a slow deep breath before he opened them once more. He looked at Sansa waiting for a hint on what he should do or say but she did not voice any counsel.
After a few minutes of brooding stood up. "I shall go speak to Bran and seek his counsel on this situation."
They all started to whisper but Jon did not pay attention to their words as he started walking and left the Great Hall with Ser Davos following closely behind him.
"Your Grace, what will you ask your brother?" The onion knight asked as they entered Winterfell's courtyard and continued walking, making their way towards the Heart Tree in the Godswood.
Jon sighed, looked at his friend and said, "I do not know Ser Davos… I will ask him for advice." Before Ser Davos could respond, they both heard a large roar.
They looked up to the grey sky and saw that the sound had come from one of his children, who flying overhead. After another roar, the dragon landed in front of them with a loud thud and slightly shaking the ground beneath their feet.
"Have I ever told you that your dragon is fucking scary, your Grace?"
"Aye, once or twice," Jon answered with a smile as he walked over towards the dragon, placed his hand on his child's snout and murmured, "Sarogon... Did you have a wonderful flight this morning?"
Jon could feel the warm breath of his dragon and heard him purr in response as he stared into his honey-gold eyes. As he lovingly pet Sarogon snout, he looked up and saw his other two dragons, Balerion and Ragnar, high in the grey sky above Winterfell. He stood in silence for a few minutes as be observed his children playing in the sky above. All three of his dragons were extremely large, 'If the rumors are true, they are all the same size as my aunt's dragon, Drogon. But all of my children were able to grow large because I never chained them like she did' he thought to himself. Sarogon was a dark Silver color same as the direwolf sigil of House Stark. Balerion was a dark red, almost color of blood and had dark neon purple eyes. Lastly, there was Ragnar, who was a blue with light yellow eyes.
He turned his gaze back to Sarogon, who closed his eyes, enjoying his father's attention. When the dragon opened his eyes, he slowly growled, then moved away from his hand and took off to join his other two brothers high in the sky above.
"I still can't believe you raised them in Castle Black, your Grace," the Onion Knight said with a warm chuckle, which made Jon chuckle in response.
"Aye, neither can I, Ser Davos." The King mused as they started walking towards the Godswood once more.
When they entered the Godswood, they could see that Bran was busy warging.
Jon quietly walked over to his brother, who was sitting in his wheeled chair, put a gentle hand on his shoulder and said, "Bran I need to speak to you."
Bran was pulled out of his warged state, looked at Jon, and said in a flat emotionless tone, "Aegon... You wish to seek counsel on what steps you should take when you meet your Aunt Daenerys."
Jon looked at his brother and nodded slightly as he answered, "Aye, I would like to know what to do about her."
"You must go to her… She will summon you soon… The red priestess who brought you back to this life is on her way to Dragonstone. After speaking with Melisandre, Daenerys will send a raven to you and demand that you to bend the knee."
His brother's words made Jon laugh, thinking that his little brother had made a joke. However, when looked back at Bran he saw nothing but seriousness in his face. Jon's laughter quickly silenced as he raised his eyebrow and asked, "You are serious aren't you?"
Bran simply nodded.
The King sighed and finally said, "I will never give my rightful throne to my aunt… I need the throne in order to unite the Seven Kingdoms against the threat beyond the Wall!"
He turned his gaze on Ser Davos and he could tell by the look on his hand's face that he wanted to say something. "What is it Ser Davos?"
The old smuggler looked him in the eyes and started speaking. "Your Grace, if I may suggest a solution to our problem…"
Jon raised his eyebrow. "Solution, Ser Davos?"
The old smuggler nodded. "Yes, your Grace ... You are a King… She is a Queen… and the best way to make an alliance is through marriage."
Jon sighed as he thought, 'She is my aunt… However, Targaryens were known to marry within their families to keep the bloodline pure… Even the Starks married cousins to cousins.'
He looked at his Hand and said, "Ser Davos, send a raven to Dragonstone. Tell Daenerys Targaryen that her nephew Aegon Targaryen, the true born son of Rhaegar Targaryen and Lyanna Stark, demands that we meet on his terms and not hers… and tell her I will not bend the knee,"
The old smuggler nodded and said, "Right away, your Grace."
After Ser Davos left, Jon turned back to Bran and said, "Tell me everything you know about my Aunt, Daenerys Targaryen. I need to know everything about her…I need to know her whole entire past."
His brother looked at him and nodded. He then placed his hand on the white bark of the Weirwood Tree and his eyes turned white… Within a few minutes Bran began to tell him everything Daenerys has been though past.