"Lady Stark of Winterfell
Wardness of the North here by dethrones you from the position of King in the North and banish Jon Snow, illegitimate son of Eddard Stark and his supporters from all the Northern lands", Ser Davos put down the scroll. It had been 6 months since Jon and Davos left for Dragonstone. Clearly, the northern Lords had become restless and chosen a new leader.
"Can you be sure that is real?", Dany asked in an empathetic tone. Daenerys did not know why but she suddenly felt her heart sink. She had become quite fond of the northern pair. They had spent many nights sharing their stories. She could not explain her feelings
"It has to be, the seal is authentic", said Davos dully. He took a seat and buried his face in his hands.
"Feel bad for the kid. Spent his whole life cleaning up all the shit in the world and fighting battles for the people who eventually betray him". Davos did not know how he would break the news to Jon.
"Perhaps I could help", She did not know how but it'd be the least she could do for a friend.
"I thank you for that", Davos looked up at Dany and gave her a solemn smile. "I don't know what to do. I should probably go and break the news to Jon". Davos stood up and headed for the door, closing it quietly and disappearing down the corridor.
Daenerys turned to Tyrion. "Well there goes a possible ally", they had been at war for nearly a year now and Tyrion was finding it hard to keep her impulses at bay.
"Shame really, I could proudly say he is the most respectable man I've ever met."
Daenerys gave him a melancholy smile before parting her lips to speak. "Perhaps I could offer him a position as general or advisor".
Turion nodded, "Perhaps, but I wouldn't be certain he'll accept. He seems quite adamant about the threat of the dead."
Jon and the remaining Stark men loyal to him were loading food stores and supplies into small wooden boats that would be taken out to sea to load the cargo into the ship adorned with the Stark banner. Jon was loading his clothes when Daenerys descended from the stone stairs.
Daenerys walked to Jon and held his hand. "Come, I have an offer to make". Dany leads him aside from the rest of his men, "Jon". They looked into each other's eyes, soft lilac eyes staring deeply into Jon's dark grey, broken and empty ones. Dany's heart once again sank and her stomach began convulsing, she took both his hands in her's. "You don't have to do this alone, I can appoint you a place as my General of my army. Please, Jon. Stay".
Jon gave her a sad smile, "I appreciate it my Queen, but I still have a task at hand. If no one else will stop the Night King then I must, no matter the odds I must at least try. If I stay here I will only get in the way of your war. As much as I'd like to stay here with you, we have different paths to follow." Jon leaned in and kissed her on the forehead, "Till next time".
Jon let go of her arms and startled walking back to the boat where his men were waiting for him. "WAIT", Jon looked back to Dany. "Where will you go?"
"Down south, one of my friends is to be the new head of a house in the reach. I'll write to you when I can. Jon took in one last glimpse of his Queen before boarding the boat and left the island of Dragonstone, perhaps forever, but something told him he'd be back.