Herhlerh hope you like this next chapter of 'The Father of Dragons' also I need to tell you guys something there will be flashbacks if not in this chapter then soon. I have some things to address.

So someone said

"jorah is ooc he hates ned he would welcome no starks."

No Jorah is not ooc because Jon was a Snow not Stark when they met. He also would do anything for Daenerys and if she thinks he'll help her control her dragons Jorah will accept him. Also Jorah knows what he did was wrong so he can't hate Ned. He's not hateful or jealous unless someone has actually deserved such a title. Ned nor Jon did anything terribly bad towards him. Jon was also taken under his estranged father's wing and Jon comforted his father when Jorah couldn't.

Also to "Gamer" Catelyn said that Jon's eyes were brown in the show this is not from the book b/c I haven't read it. So maybe he does have gray eyes but they are called brown by a character. And no offense to you but I am more inclined to believe the show then you.

Chapter 5

3rd Person Pov

The group arrives at a cliff face that used to be a hideout of the 2nd Sons when they were just starting out. Of course everyone was working hard at expanding them as everyone was crowded into a few large training rooms and meeting halls. It was going very quickly because many of the slaves knew how to mine very well. It also helps when you have two dire wolves.

Jon had found Nymeria being sold in an auction to some of the rich people when Daenerys and himself went to visit Illyrio. Apparently, one of the nobles had gotten her imported. When they tried to sell her off Jon stood up and said no one had any claim to her because it was his sister's. They of course asked for proof. The proof was getting mauled by Ghost, and having Nymeria taken anyways.

"Rickon!"

Arya comes running towards Rickon with a dirty Nymeria in tow. Rickon looks at Arya but can't seem to figure it out before he says.

"Arya!"

The little boy clings to his sister and cries in relief that she's alive. He kept hearing from everyone that she was captured by the Lannisters.

"Arya, how did you get away from King's Landing?"

"Well, I…"

The young lady led her brother away from Jon seeing that the woman with Rickon wanted some answers.

"How did ya know 'bout the free people?"

"I used to fight them."

"You're a Crow?"

"Was a Crow, and on my first mission with some rangers I couldn't kill a woman. I was captured and the leader thought that the best way to find out about Mans' army was to have an inside guy. You're looking at that inside guy. I was taught a lot by Ygritte-"

"You knew my cousin?"

"She's your cousin?"

"How is she? Is she here?"

"No, I, she's dead. When I was going to return Daenerys' dragon I came across a group of cannibals. Apparently they saw that I was still up and walking around and so they killed her for being a traitor, and fed her to the cannibals."

"I knew I should have taken her with me. But no, she wanted to-"

"See the view from the top of the wall. Trust me she saw it. Here."

Jon gives the wildling woman a necklace that he knew was Ygritte's. Once she sees it she hugs him tightly in thanks.

"Thank you, you have no idea how much it means to me that I have something from my family. I'm sorry you lost her too. I can tell that you loved her."

"I'm sorry you had to lose her as well. My name is Jon by the way."

"My name is Osha."

"It's nice to meet you Osha. Hopefully, life will be better from now on."

"Yes, hopefully."

8

3rd Person Pov

The council chambers were tense. Everyone could pick up that Tywin Lannister was in a very bad mood. He had been hearing the rumors of the Stark's from the common people and even worse. About Robert Baratheon's escaped bastards.

"Lord Varys what have you learned about the newest Stark?"

"Well we have something to address before that. It seems the two along with the Targaryen girl's followers have disappeared."

"I know that, and the legendary spider hasn't found them?"

"Yes Lord Tywin, I've been contacting all of my little birds for a fortnight. None of them have the slightest inkling of where they have disappeared too."

"This is very troubling news," says Grand Maester Pycell.

"Tell us something we don't know you old fool."

"Grandfather where do you think they could have retreated?"

"Most likely to some desert. Did the boy have any friends amongst the Night's Watch?"

"Yes, three very good ones. Two common boys, Pyp and Gregg, and Samwell Tarely, all of them were stewards."

"The fat Tarely boy?"

"Yes, he is practically useless at anything other than being a steward. Randayll Tarely sent his son to the Wall because he couldn't handle having such an embarrassment as his heir."

"I see, but have any of them contacted the boy? Or been contacted?"

"No, there has been no such contact that has been found by my birds."

"A dead end. They are of no use to us other than being stewards. What have you learned of Jon Snow?"

"Well, his father is obviously Eddard Stark. He is 17 years old currently, and was a part of the Night's Watch for a year. His mother was a bit more complicated to find. Her name was Aliana Sand, and she was a bastard princess of Dorne. She and Eddard met on the battle field when they were patrolling. She had disguised herself as a man and joined the military. She died giving birth to the boy. He is said to have kept to himself or have been forced out of various festivals by Lady Catelyn. Who in no way hated the boy. He like the other Stark children has a dire wolf. Its name is Ghost and it is an albino."

"His skills?"

"Rather normal for a noble boy. He is a good swordsmen and relies more on that than a bow and arrow."

"Does anyone in King's Landing know what he looks like clearly because I want to know what my enemy looks like before I go around killing innocent Northmen and causing even more strife between the South and the North."

"Tyrion went with him to the Wall, if I remember."

"Get me Tyrion now."

Two guards leave the room and after a few tense minutes drag a filthy Tyrion into the room. He is dressed like a commoner and his face is gaunt and caked in dirt. Cersei smiles behind her wine glass at her brother's torment.

"King Tommen, Lord Tywin, and the rest of the esteemed small council, to what do I owe the honor. If I offend you with my scent I am sorry I haven't gotten the chance to bathe in a long while."

"I want you to describe Eddard Stark's bastard."

"Jon? I assume that's the former Lord Stark's only bastard. Well, Jon was a strapping young lad. I was very surprised he was a maid when we met-"

"Get on with it."

"Ah yes, well he has curly dark hair and dark eyes. Very pale but I assume the North does that to you. He has some stubble, I remember him not liking when someone got rid of it. He wasn't as tall as his brother but he was a giant to me like most people. He was a wide eyed boy that was barely beginning to see the world for what it is. He'll be a man now."

"Take him back to his cell."

"What no special treatment?"

"You obviously didn't tell truth. We might as well look for a blonde boy. You've never given up information that easily."

"You wound me dear sister. I am a man in a cell with a bucket to piss in and barely and food or drink. I have been reduced to the lowest of my life. No? Still don't believe me? Well, if you do not believe me then speak to Jaime. He's seen the boy as well."

"You are a conniving little traitor!"

"Enough! Take him back to his cell and get me The Lord Commander of the King's Guard."

The soldiers do as they are bidden. A few minutes later Jaimie comes in his boot thudding against the floor. No one notices that the sword Tywin gave him is not there.

"I have been summoned?"

"Yes we are asking you to describe the Stark bastard."

"Ah the Snow boy. I saw him buying a little sword that I have a suspicion was for Arya Stark-"

"What did he look like?"

"Well he was pale with dark hair, and dark eyes. He had crazy black curls on his head, and stubble. He wasn't as tall as his brother or myself but he wasn't the shortest boy. He was 15- no 16, I believe and held some animosity towards me."

"Jaimie how could you?"

"Did I do something wrong? I was told to describe a boy and I described him."

"You and Tyrion described the same boy. Enough Cersei! You may leave Jaimie."

"Thank you Lord Tywin."

Hi, I hope you like it. I'm sorry if none of you like the mom, but I didn't want him to be related to Daenerys and I heard a story similar. So, I made my own.