DAY ONE: My king, my queen / Fluff

Deanerys Targaryen was shook. She had not expected -ever- to hear those words coming from the lips of anyone. Even less so from the lips of a man whom she had met only a few months ago, whom everyone considered a bastard but who also happened to be the man she had fallen for. The reality of his words were settling in her.

She wasn't the last Targaryen.

She was never going to be alone again. She also wasn't the rightful heir to the throne like she had thought all those years...but she somehow felt relieved to hear it. So many truths and realizations yet she felt safe: she had finally found someone she could rely on completely.

"My king."

Without even thinking for a moment, Daenerys fell on one knee. She was immediately caught by the very same man who had made her feel home like no one before. The one man she loved unconditionally and the same who had just revealed his true parentage to her. He was her family.

"Daenerys, what are you doing?" Jon asked frowning. She wondered if she should start referring to him as Aegon now.

"I am bending the knee to my king."

He held her tighter and brought her closer to his body as she tried again to kneel before him. He looked into her beautiful eyes. "I am not a king. I never wanted to be king and I don't want to take the throne form you. It's your birth right."

"You don't understand..." she said with a shaky voice. "You are my brother's son. You are the rightful heir to the throne. You were born to rule the Seven Kingdoms! People chose you to be their leader without even knowing who you really were. Don't you realize?"

Jon didn't know what to say. Her words, he knew, made sense and held truth in them. He knew it deep inside. Whenever he had tried to stay away from power, it had always found its way back to him. He would probably have to assume his title at some point but for now he didn't want anyone else to know. He wasn't ready yet and they had other more important matters to deal with.

"You were also chosen by your people. Not for your name but for who you are and what you mean to them. They love and respect you. You fought your whole life to take back the throne. You are just as deserving as I am."

Dany shook her head, tears threatening to escape her eyelids. "I thought It was my duty, my destiny. I thought I owed it to my family, to my people. But now you are here. You are our king."

Jon stayed silent a moment gazing into her eyes. How much he loved her! "If you want me as your king then be my queen."

Daenerys frowned, looking into his dark eyes. "What do you mean?"

"Marry me, Dany." Jon dropped on one knee, never breaking their eye contact. "Daenerys Stormborn of House Targaryen, Mother of dragons Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea, owner of many more titles that you'll have to teach me but above all owner of my heart. Will you accept me as your husband and king? Will you be my queen, the queen of a bastard by heart but a Targaryen by blood?"

Daenerys couldn't believe her ears. She didn't stop her tears from rolling down her cheeks this time. She loved him so much! "Yes! I will marry you Jon Snow or Aegon Targaryen. I love you." she held his face between her hands and kissed his lips passionately, wetting his face with her tears at the same time. "I love you so much."

"I love you my queen." He rose to his feet without breaking their kiss. When they parted to breathe, he held her tightly against his chest. Her head resting above his heart that was beating fast. They were so happy. Nothing could have shook the peace they were feeling at that moment.

"Jon?" Daenerys whispered.

"Hmm?"

"I am with child."

Jon took her by the shoulders and reluctantly pushed her away from him so he could look at her face. "Can you repeat that again?"

Daenerys chuckled nervously. "I am with child Jon. Your child. You are going to be a father."

Jon was dumbfounded for a second. Then his lips broke into the most genuine and pure smile she had ever seen him wearing. A child. Their child! "Dany...You are going to be a mother like you always wanted to be! The gods have heard our prayers!"

"Yes they have."

Jon swirled Daenerys around as they laughed wholeheartedly. They knew at the back of their minds that everything was happening at the wrong time in the face of the impending wars but they chose to ignore it for the time being. And anyway, were there ever a right time to be happy? More than ever they needed to enjoy it, to enjoy life.

So that day, surrounded by the beautiful and peaceful nature of Winterfell, they decided to celebrate the victory of life over death.

Hello everyone! I am back with a series of one shots as part of the Jonerys Appreciation Week on tumblr. I posted every day on my tumblr .com, not only fanfictions but also edits so feel free to check them out. I had so much fun doing them and I feel like I learned a lot at the same time.

For those of you who are still waiting for my other fics to be updated I'd like to thank you and also apologize. I had MAJOR writer's block along with some personal issues but I try to motivate myself and I haven't given up yet!

Anyways, I hope you enjoy these and as always feel free to give me your impressions and thoughts! Hope you have a great day, night, week! :) -Sarah.