In front of them was a magical beast. A dragon, but it was completely blue, with spikes of ice, coming out of his back. It had its mouth open and it was wisps of air was coming out, like steam but they knew that it was the opposite. That the cold icy breath of the dragon was causing it. And the air was already freezing cold, so for that to be happening was a testament to how cold its breath was.
King Jameson once again moved Queen Shraey behind him and slowly backed up, until they found that they could not back up more, as they hit the wall of ice. The dragon landed on to of the cliff, and looked at the pair curiously.
Queen Shraey overcome with curiosity reached out to touch it. The dragon flinched back quickly, but upon realizing that she merely wanted to touch her, moved its long neck and head back to her hand allowing her to touch it.
"Its surprisingly warm."
King Jameson could only stare in awe. His mouth was open and seeing this Queen Shraey smiled and said "You should close your mouth before a wolf goes down your throat."
With a loud clop King Jameson closed his mouth. He also reached out to feel it. "Is this the mythical ice dragons?"
"I assume so. It has an icy breath, and looks like a dragon."
"I guess I was wrong."
The dragon then roared, but not at them. Soon more flapping wings could be heard as one hundred of more dragons came out. There were some the size of ravens, and more than half of them were even bigger then the biggest of the Valyrian dragons.
Queen Shraey said "So you guys were watching us?"
And to their immense surprise, the first dragon that they met nodded. Or what they assumed was a nod.
Pushing her luck she said, "Do you think you can take us back to our camp?"
Nodding once more the Dragon lowered its neck, it what Queen Shraey assumed was an invitation to get on. So she carefully put her legs around the dragon.
Another dragon slightly bigger than the first one came down and lowered its head in front of King Jameson. King Jameson careful got on and was surprised when it lifted him before he was quite settled, shocking him, as he quickly grabbed the ice spike in front of him.
Queen Shraey laughed at the sight, and soon they took off. They flew over the forest, and made great time. It was very beautiful. The ocean being visible from all sides. The sun slowly setting, turning the sky redder. She could also see a slight curve far far away, but he had no idea what that could mean. She always wanted to fly a top a dragon, like the great Dragonlords of the past. She wanted to feel the air rush past her, as she shot through the sky. The clouds so close that one could almost touch it.
The sky itself was a clear blue, with a slight reddish hint that grew slowly stronger. They reached the camp in a half hour, when it would have taken them a hour or two to walk back.
As they landed near the camps, the entire crew ran out with makeshift weapons to meet them. Sensing the dragons get antsy, she jumped down from the dragon and quickly calmed the men.
"Whooa. Stop. They saved us! They save us from this beast."
And with that, a dragon threw down the dead body of the massive beast. And before the men could ask questions the two youngest of the Stark family ran forward towards the dragons and hugged two of the really small ones. Jaehaerys grabbed a sea blue dragon with royal purple eyes, while Mira grabbed a sky blue dragon with storm grey eyes.
They both yelled "KITTY!"
The two small dragons looked very uncomfortable and was trying to get out. The older and bigger dragons looked at the two with an amused smile.
King Jameson then walked up to the kids and said, "Okay, that's enough kids, you don't want to choke your kittens do you?"
They quickly let go of the dragons and said "No!"
"Then be gentle with them, okay?"
"Okay dad." said the kids, they then ran to catch the two small dragons.
His oldest child and heir walked up and said "Could I have one too?".
Unable to resist the puppy dog eyes of his son, or in this cases wolf eyes, said "That isn't up to me. Ask the dragon that you want to befriend."
With a smile Brandon ran forward to a clear blue dragon with eyes the color of ice. It was the size of a eagle. He asked "Will you be my friend?"
The dragon seemed to look over Brandon, and seeming pleased flew towards and landed on his shoulder. It then turned to look at the direwolf cub, named Storm for its grey and dark grey fur. Only he had a direwolf out of the children, as they were only allowed one at the age of seven. They had a staring match for a few seconds before seeming to approve of the other.
Raero then walked up to the dragons, and picked out a sea green one. Even before he could ask the question, the dragon flew up towards him, and landed in his hair. It curled up into a ball, and lay there.
Little Sansa walked up and stared at her dad not even asking the question. Sighing he said "Fine you can have one as well."
With a bright smile, she ran up to dark grey dragon, with emerald eyes, and hugged it. She said "I am going to call you Emerald!"
The dragon shook its head, and pointed at her father and her three brothers. "So you're a boy!"
The dragon nodded his head up and down.
Sansa was thinking for a moment before saying "Nope! I am still going to call you Emerald."
The dragon looked shocked at that response, and tried to shake his head. But Sansa ignored it and walked off with the newly name Emerald.
As he watched his kids, he suddenly felt really weak. He watched as his wife seemed to be the same. He then realized the problem. He was freezing. He hunted in the rain, and to fight a beast in the rain, and rode a dragon in the sky. He didn't feel the cold as he had high adrenaline, but it was running out, and he felt the cold ebb in his bones. He turned to the men and said "Please take myself and my wife to the fire.". With that King Jameson fell down on his face, knocked out from exhaustion.
King Jameson shot awake, and saw he was wrapped in blankets near a fire. Underneath a tarp. He tried to rise only to feel really tired.
He croaked "Water.".
Seeing as nobody came in he half yelled half croaked "Water!"
Soon a man came out of their tents, saw the King awake and rushed to his side. When he realized he wanted water, ran to the water container and with a cup got a class of water. He then headed over to King Jameson and handed him the glass. He took a long drink before asking "How long was I out?"
"Only two days your grace."
"Good. Did anything important happen?"
"Apart from the dragons?"
"Apart from them."
"Well the storm seems to be going away. I doubt it would last much longer. Your kids seemed to have named there dragons. Oh and as you can see your wife hasn't awaken yet."
"Thank you. Seeing as how I woke up, she will soon as well. Are we ready to sail as soon as the weather clears?"
"Yes. We can leave when the storm clears and your wife wakes up."
"Good. I think I am going to go back to sleep now." said King Jameson as he fell down back in his bed roll sound asleep.
King Jameson woke up with the sound of his wife waking up. He shot up to look at his wife, who turn to him and croaked "How long was I out?"
"Well I was out for two days and I went back to sleep, so I have no idea." said King Jameson as he got up, to go to the barrel of water. He too a cup, took a long scoop, and brought back the cool water to his wife. "Drink. It will help with your throat."
She said "Thanks" and drank the water. After both of them were satisfied, they got out of the bed, and went to find the people. She had to lead on King Jameson as she still felt weak from not eating for more than 2 days.
When one of the crew members saw that they were awake, he yelled at the captain, "The dead awakes!"
And the captain came out of his tent, soon followed by their kids. The two daughters, jumped in their father's arm, while the three sons flocked to their mother. Their dragons flew closely behind them.
With the two girls still in his arm, King Jameson asked the captain "When are we leave?"
"Tomorrow your grace. The storm has ended last night, and we stocked up on our food, and water."
"So we prepare everything today, and leave at first light tomorrow. I am worried though, how shall we transport the Dragons?"
"I was pondering that as well." said King Jameson. He then turned to the dragons that came out, and asked "Can you guys fly all the way to Westeros?"
The dragon shook his head. He then pointed to the oldest ones, and nodded, but then pointed at itself and the younger ones and shook his head no. Understanding, he asked "So the younger ones can't make it. I see. If I could get you to my home, do you want to come?"
The dragon once again nodded, and so did all the once present. King Jameson said, "Captain Swash just take us back to Eastwatch. From there resupply, and come down to Widow's Watch. I shall make my way down to Winterfell. From there I shall command my part of my Eastern navy to go out to the come back here with more boats to carry the young dragons across, back to my lands. I need you to lead them back there. I shall go with them. Oh and after you have done that, I will get you that Ironwood upgrade."
A/N: Okay a for all of the people that sent me a map thanks. Special thanks to Captain Fuckew McHugerage (What a great name), ThatTexasKid and Silverchoose. And to all the flamers, a few things I would like to point out. First is that you don't need to read my story. Second, I chose the same name because of the fact that all great houses seemed to have a set name that they use. There has been like a billion Brandons in house Stark. Tyrion, Tywin, Tygett, etc. Do they not seem similar in any shape or form. Hell the Durrandons had like twelve Durrans in a row. And there was review saying I should have made them make better decisions throughout thousands of years. I am confused because that is exactly what I am doing. I think my story currently has spanned from Brandon the Builder to the Doom of Valyria. So that is like 7000-8000 years on its own. Anyways this is the only time I will explain myself to the flamers, in case there are more people who think the same.