Elaena did not know how, but she had done it.

Somehow, the Targaryen girl had managed to carry her two dragons out of her chambers and brought them to the godswood with Robb, Theon and Bran, without anyone noticing what they truly were. Robb helped her finding two small cages, so that they could be carried without being seen, and off they were. When they found a quiet place to stay, Elaena released her dragons, which caused Bran to almost fall off his horse. The young boy started asking her all sorts of questions about Rhaegon and Visemon, and she gladly answered him. Bran was astonished and, for the first time in a long while, truly happy, because he could ride again!

While Robb and Theon sat down on a small bench, Elaena kept an eye on Bran, who began circling them with his horse, Dancer. The dragons watched the larger creature running around them with mere curiosity, but followed their mother, since they were stepping on unknown ground. The silver-haired beauty picked them both up and allowed the creatures to climb onto her shoulders. She whirled around and glanced over at Robb and Theon, who seemed quite enveloped in their intense conversation. Elaena joined them, and Theon simply glared at Rhaegon and Visemon with frightened eyes.

"They still scare me." Theon stated, his eyes analyzing the two dragons with great care. "Put them away from me, Ella."

"They will not hurt you, Theon." Elaena assured him, watching as Rhaegon descended from her right shoulder and settled on her lap. She smiled at the little dragon with obvious tenderness and stroked his head. "Show them you are not afraid and they will show you indifference, and respect."

"I want nothing to do with those damned things."

"Theon." Robb warned the iron born boy, his tone laced with irritation and anger.

"Hold your tongue if you want to keep it." Elaena snarled, a dangerous look in her violet eyes. Her dragons sensed it and growled at the Greyjoy boy.

"I promised I would not breathe a word about them to anyone, Robb. I kept my promise!" Theon snapped back at his lord. "I didn't say I would just... stand them." Rhaegon hissed at him, ready to jump on the boy, but Elaena held the dragon back from hurting her foolish friend. "Tell you what, then. What do you think that will happen if King Robert finds out about them? The man himself would ride North just to slay them! Are you forgetting that when these two grow older, they also grow bigger, much bigger! And not even you, Ella, will be able to control them. Dragons are impossible to tame!"

"They are loyal to me." Elaena said simply.

"So it seems. They will not hurt you." Theon nodded with his head, crossing his arms over his chest. "But what about other people? What happens when they start burning whole cities and villages to the ground? What will you do then? People will turn on you and Robb because of them!"

"Rhaegon and Visemon will protect our people, not the other way around!" Elaena raised her voice at him.

"Enough of this!" Robb roared, causing them both to become silent. "Theon, you will not speak to her like that anymore. Soon, she will be the Lady of Winterfell, and you have to respect her!"

Theon huffed, looking away from the couple in anger. "If I may say one thing, just one thing... Elaena, they might be useful in the war to come."

"What do you mean? Rhaegon and Visemon are of the size of cats. They haven't learned to fly yet; they are too young to even breathe fire. To force them into this war would be equivalent to writing their death sentences. I do not want that for my children."

"Then we must find another way to make the Lannisters pay for what they did to Jory and the others."

"It is war you are talking about." Robb stated, shaking his head in denial.

"I am talking about justice!"

"Only the Lord of Winterfell can call in the bannermen and raise an army."

"A Lannister put his spear through your father's leg! The Kingslayer rides for Casterly Rock where no one can touch him!"

"You want me to march on Casterly Rock?"

"You're not a boy anymore, Robb, and you're no longer a girl, Elaena. You're the Lord and the Lady of Winterfell now." Theon said with a certain coldness noticeable in his voice. "They attacked your father. They've already started the war! It's your duty to represent your House when your father can't!"

"And it's not your duty, because it's not your house." Robb snapped, causing Theon and Elaena to flinch at his harsh words. Robb only realized the impact of his own words when it was already too late. The Lord of Winterfell glanced away from his future wife and his friend, suddenly noticing that Bran was not surrounding them anymore. Elaena placed her two dragons on the bench and jumped up, realizing the exact same thing. "Where is Bran?"

Theon stood up as well, glancing around. "I don't know. It's not my House." Having that said, the Greyjoy boy started walking away from the young couple and the two dragons. Elaena watched him with sad eyes.

"You shouldn't have told him that, Robb." Elaena stated with a soft tone, her hands landing on his. "It is not easy for him, growing up in a place where, once in a while, someone reminds him that he doesn't belong. He is your friend, your brother even."

"You defend him, after all the things he said to you?"

"He is scared, and a little bit ignorant."

"He needs to understand that a war isn't a game, Elaena. He wants me to go to war, just like that? He isn't even thinking of the consequences it would bring!" Robb exclaimed, becoming unnerved thanks to the subject at hand. "Now, enough of this. We have to find Bran."

"Fine. Go ahead, I will put Rhaegon and Visemon inside the cages. We will find Bran and we will head back, aye?"

"Yes, hurry up. I do not want you to be alone in these woods. Come meet me as soon as you can."

Elaena nodded with her head and watched Robb distancing himself from her. Then, she whirled around to pick Rhaegon up rather gently, who glanced at her with pleading eyes, since he already knew what she was going to do. "I am sorry, Rhaegon. I know, I know… I hate to have you two inside the cages as much as you do. But I have to, at least until we return to my chambers." The silvery scaled dragon whimpered as a manner of protest, letting his mother know that he didn't want to go back into his prison. Even so, Elaena placed him inside and closed the small door, locking him inside. She turned around and sighed, her eyes becoming heavy at the sight of Visemon, who glanced at her in a protesting way. "You too, Visemon. It will not be long, I promise you." The purple scaled dragon allowed her to pick him up to lock him inside the cage. Elaena went to pick up the two cages, but was stopped by a ragged, middle-aged man who stood in her way. A wildling.

"Not so fast, pretty little lady." The man, who was not so soft on the eyes, ordered her, but he didn't know that it only caused Elaena to become angry and more cautious about everything around her. "What have you got there with you?"

"It is none of your business." She snapped immediately, her eyes burning a hole through his head. Rhaegon and Visemon sensed the fear in her voice and began growling furiously, begging her to let them out of their cages. The man's eyes focused mainly on the two objects that kept hissing threats at him. "Now leave me be."

"Not until I find out what those things are." The wildling man responded with a raspy voice, a sickening smile on his dry lips. "You are not going anywhere, little lady. Give them to me, or I'll cut your insides!"

"We will see about that." Elaena mentally slapped herself for not bringing her sword with her. That way, she would have had a better chance at fighting the man. Right now, she was completely helpless. Her dragons wouldn't be able to help her, nor did she want to risk their lives for her. If she had to die protecting them, then so be it. The man showed her his crooked, dirty teeth, which almost made her feel sick, and he took a large knife out of his boot, starting to walk towards her. How was that fair? She was weaponless, while he had a knife! "You're not going to kill me. I won't let you."

"A lady like yourself wouldn't be able to defend herself from a man like me."

"A man like yourself should know better than to trust mere appearances."

The wildling man started running towards her, and when he reached her, he swung his knife at her, but she caught it with her hands. He was easily stronger than her, but she was not going to die without putting up one hell of a fight. The knife started cutting through the skin of her fair hands, but she continued fighting death like it wasn't causing her any pain. She was the dragon's daughter; she was not going to die like that! The man screamed when he felt her knee hitting his crotch with considerable strength, and Elaena ceased the moment to use all of her power left inside her to push him to the ground. Her hands were bloody, but it was her blood, no one else's. The man accidentally dropped the knife as she landed two more kicks on his crotch, and picked it up, holding it against his throat. "You see, I am not your average lady. Since I was a child, I was trained to fight with a sword, and without it, I have to manage. You men all have the same weakness, and when you are not exactly strong, you have to be smart or you end up dead." The man scowled as he felt the knife digging deeper into his skin. He tried to move so he could attack her again, but she dug the knife even deeper. "One more move and I will slit your throat." He stopped moving and eyed her with obvious hatred. "Good. Now, you have threatened my children, and that I will simply not allow."

"You cannot kill me! You don't have it in you! You're just a scared little girl, and you ain't gonna do shit! I'll kill you for this!"

"You won't."

Before she had the chance to slit his throat, an arrow pierced through his chest, putting him down for good. Elaena strumbled back, taken by surprise, and noticed that Theon had been responsible for that blow. "Are you alright?" The Greyjoy boy asked her immediately, sprinting towards her.

Elaena showed him her hands and shrugged. "I will live." Theon's eyes were wide. He never knew that Elaena had it in her, but she seemed ready to murder the wildling man. "We have to find Robb. If this wildling was here, it means that there are probably more of them lurking around and that might be the reason why Robb and Bran haven't been back yet!"

"Come on, then!"

Theon started running ahead, but Elaena stayed back. "I will not leave Rhaegon and Visemon here!"

"Leave them, they will only slow us down!"

"A mother does not leave her children behind, Theon!"

"You're not their mother, Elaena! Leave them behind! We'll come back to pick them up!"

"Theon, I can't! I won't! Go ahead, I'll be right behind you!"

The iron born man growled in anger and murmured something under his breath, but he chose to move ahead instead of staying behind to argue even more with Elaena. He couldn't understand why she was so loyal to those two little monsters. Surely, dragons are beautiful creatures, but they are also deadly, and Theon did not exactly plan on getting roasted in the near future. Soon, they would learn to fly and to breathe fire, and that scared him immensely. Elaena was safe because the dragons loved her and saw her as their mother; they would never hurt her. The others, however, he was not so sure.

Elaena was not too far from Theon. The cages were a bit heavy, but she could manage. She followed Theon's running silhouette and thought about what had almost done to that man. Indeed, he had threatened her children and even her, but she had nearly killed him. Elaena hadn't realized she had such courage, until that moment. Perhaps the fire had changed her. In that night, she felt so vulnerable and weak, a damsel in distress even. She didn't want to feel that way ever again. She became stronger, more courageous, and fiercer. Taking a life didn't feel right, but if she had released him, he would have killed her and done the Gods know what to her dragons. Theon saved her from doing it, but if he hadn't shown up earlier, she would have had the wildling man killed. She didn't want to follow that logic, but in this case, it was kill or be killed.

Elaena and Theon heard a commotion not too far from where they were standing, and she immediately recognized those voices. Well, at least two of them. Theon glared at Elaena and both nodded accordingly, sprinting towards the source of all that noise. Theon arrived before Elaena did. He saw Robb pointing his sword at a wildling woman while his hands grasped her messy hair. Then, he saw another wildling man. This one was holding Bran close to him, his knife resting against the neck of the young lord. Theon didn't even hesitate. He nocked the arrow and pulled back the string, aiming at the man who threatened to kill Bran. He released the arrow and it landed on the wildling's back, causing him to let Bran go and fall to the side, lifeless. Elaena saw what happened and placed her dragons' cages on the ground, running towards Bran. "Are you alright, Bran?" She immediately inquired, checking for any bruises.

The little boy pointed towards the cut in his leg. "This doesn't even hurt."

"Thank the Gods."

"Tough little lad. In the Iron Islands, you're not a man until you've killed your first enemy." Theon informed the group, grabbing another arrow to aim it at the wildling woman who was curled up on the dirty ground.

"Have you lost your mind?" Robb snapped at the Greyjoy boy. "What if you'd missed?"

"He would have killed you and cut Bran's throat!"

"You don't have the right-"

"To what? To save your future wife's and your brother's lives? It was the only thing to do, so I did it!"

Robb turned towards Elaena with a questioning look. "What is he talking about? He saved your life? What happened?"

"After you left to search for Bran, a wildling appeared and tried to kill me. Theon put an arrow through his chest."

"But she had him. She could have killed him." Theon added, earning a deadly glare from Elaena. She didn't need him to protect her. She could have handled the situation without his help.

"I told you to come with me, Elaena." Robb said, his voice severe and scolding. "I told you not to be alone in these woods."

"Robb, I stayed behind because I couldn't leave without my..." Elaena trailed off, glancing over at the wildling woman who watched their discussion attentively. "Zaldrīzes." While Theon frowned in confusion, Robb immediately understood what she meant. Zaldrīzes meant 'dragons' in High Valyrian. After all, it was Elaena's mother tongue, and Maester Luwin thought that she should learn that tongue as well. So, he taught it to her. Then, Elaena decided to share some of that knowledge with Robb. That was why he recognized the word.

Robb wanted to say something else about the subject, but he understood that that was not the time, nor the place. His icy blue eyes landed on the wildling woman who glared at them with pleading eyes. "What about her?"

The wildling woman clapped her hands together and started begging for her life. "Give me my life, my lord, and I'm yours!"

Robb glanced over at Elaena, silently asking her about her opinion on this, and she nodded affirmatively at him. Robb's eyes analyzed the wildling woman and after a few moments of pondering, he nodded with his head. "We'll keep her alive."

"Robb, enough of this..."

"No, Elaena, it's not enough! You could have been killed! Don't you understand?"

"I do! But I had to protect them, Robb." Elaena paused, taking a deep breath. She knew that Robb cared a lot about her, but he was making a fuss over nothing. "I am sorry, but I was not going to let that wildling threaten Rhaegon and Visemon! He wanted to take them from me! Even if Theon hadn't shown up, I would have killed him. If I didn't, he would kill me or worse. I know you care about me, but-"

"Care about you?" Robb repeated, pulling her closer to him. "I love you, Elaena! I don't just care about you, I love you." Robb held her face between his hands rather gently and caressed her pale cheeks. "I know you can take care of yourself, you always have, but I still worry, because I love you."

Elaena froze in place, her violet eyes sparkling with tears, as did Robb's. The Targaryen beauty smiled happily and swallowed hard, throwing herself onto his arms. Robb remained silent and buried his face in her perfumed hair, pure relief washing over him as he felt her as close to him as humanly possible. If she had been killed, Robb didn't know what he would do without her. "I love you too, Robb." Elaena said at last, pulling away from him so that she could look into his blue eyes.

Suddenly, the atmosphere between them seemed to have changed. Robb was no longer mad at her for being so reckless; he actually seemed much calmer, and somewhat excited. Elaena's lips landed on his, and he couldn't help but growl in desire. She kissed him slowly and hugged him close to her as he carried her to his bed with all the time in the world. It was late at night, and her dragons were resting inside her chambers. Finally, they had a moment for themselves. Robb placed her in his bed rather carefully, and then proceeded to lay on top of her. Elaena was breathless, because she imagined what would come next. Putting those thoughts aside, she melted into their soft kiss, allowing him to start pulling her dress down. Robb had wanted to take her so badly, but he didn't want to push her. Still, she seemed quite willing. This time, she wanted him as well. She felt ready. Elaena began pulling the straps of his leather shirt, her eyes never leaving his. Robb finished pulling off her dress, and Elaena was now naked under him. Robb could feel her hot skin, her slender curves, her abundant breasts. His heart was pounding wildly as Elaena attached her lips to his once again, her hands taking care of pulling off his shirt, beginning to remove his pants as well. Robb stopped her, his hands covering hers. "Are you sure you want this?" He questioned her, his eyes full of love and lust.

She nodded, gulping thickly. "I want this, Robb. I want you. Please..."

Robb grinned, settling between her legs. Her hands traveled down his back as she felt his muscles, until they landed on his pants. Elaena started trying to pull them down, but she couldn't quite do it on her own. Robb chuckled and helped her pulling them down. Once they were off, he threw them to the floor, his hands once more caressing her curves and her breasts. Elaena felt his hardness brushing against her thigh and her whole body shivered in excitement. She knew that it was going to hurt, but she still wanted it to happen. She knew that Robb wanted it as well.

Elaena gasped when she felt his hand grazing the inside of her thighs, his lips planting sloppy, wet kisses on her neck. His mouth descended to her breasts, and he began licking and sucking the right nipple, while caressing the other one rather gently. She moaned lightly, trying to get a hold of herself. "Robb, please..." She murmured, her hands grasping his curly hair. "Please..."

It seemed like he enjoyed to torture her like that.

Elaena pushed him away from her, her hands landing on his chest while she sat on top of Robb, one leg for each side of his body. Robb smirked, his eyes analyzing every inch of her body. She was beautiful, she was perfect. Elaena blushed, still feeling his eyes ravaging her. Robb sat up, but she remained on his lap. His arousal touched the inside of her thighs, and she gasped at that new feeling. Robb claimed her lips one more time, before pulling her more into him. Elaena sighed happily into the kiss, knowing that he was smiling as well. When they stopped, Robb glanced at her violet eyes; they were sparkling with passion. The tip of his arousal rested against her entrance, and she moved to let it in completely. Elaena's oxygen became trapped inside her lungs, and she closed her eyes, burying her nails in his shoulders and back. Gods, this hurts, she thought to herself as she felt Robb thrusting more into her. The Young Wolf notice the pain in her expression and stopped, but she squeezed his hands, silently telling him to continue.

"Are you sure? I can stop..."

"No, don't..." Elaena's voice was hoarse. "Please..."

Robb nodded, his hands gripping her hips to help her with the movements. After a few more moments, Robb caught her in his arms and laid her on the bed, immediately moving to lie on top of her. Elaena opened her legs for him, and allowed him to come inside her once again. This time, it didn't hurt so much. She was beginning to relax, so Robb began picking up the pace. Robb and Elaena let out soft moans of satisfaction, while her nails marked his back.

"Oh, Robb..."

Her voice turned him on even more. The pain between her legs was beginning to fade away to be replaced by pleasure. Elaena's lips found his, and she kissed wildly. His tongue begged for entrance, and she allowed it. Elaena tried not to moan too loud, because she didn't want anyone to know about this. Surely, they were to be married very soon, but their sexual life was not to be known. She enjoyed their privacy very much.

After a few more minutes, Robb released his seed inside her. The Young Wolf got out of her and laid beside her, pulling the sheets up to cover them. Robb rolled on the bed, still panting, and grabbed her. Elaena was practically sweating, and so was he. "I love you." He breathed, kissing her passionately.

"I love you too."

Author's Note: Hello, guys! I want to apologize for any writing mistakes that you might find. I hope you enjoy the chapter. It has a bit of sexual content, so if you feel uncomfortable about it, you can skip it!