Jon
He sat in the chair as everyone spoke about weddings around him and Kings and crowns and new banners and armour and dragons and dire wolves. He was exhausted he had not slept well in the past three days and he still felt frozen to the core. A small hand rested on his shoulder. He looked up into the violet eyes of the woman he loved.
"You should sleep Jon" Daenarys whispered. "I can distract them while you sneak off."
He chuckled quietly and leant his head back against her stomach not caring about people watching. "Can you distract me" He longed for her naked body against his once again, longed to have her scent wash over him.
She giggled "no because then you won't sleep, go to your chambers, I will wake you later maybe for dinner, I'll deal with wedding plans, anything that you want in the wedding?"
"You" He sighed happily "Naked in my bed" He looked up into her violet eyes smiling blissfully.
"I'll make sure to pass that along" She smirked. She patted him on the shoulder "Go on, off to bed" He groaned and rose just as Daenarys turned to Tyrion and Sansa "Are there any flowers in Winterfell at this time, even dried- "
Jon left quietly, his footing becoming heavier and heavier. Ghost was waiting for him on the bed, his great head rising when he entered. The wolf barked happily and licked his hand. Jon pulled off his clothes and not bothering to dress into night clothes he climbed beneath the cool sheets and furs and nestled into sleep. The first sleep he had had where he did not dream. He went to sleep happy knowing that finally he was accepted. Accepted as King.
A knocking that was too heavy to be Daenarys awoke him. He groaned and looked out at the window, it was darkening quickly. He must have slept more than 6 hours. The knock came again. "Your Grace?" It was one of his guards.
"What" He braked.
"Pardon me your grace" The voice came through the door. "But Jamie Lannister is here, and I was sent to get you, there has been a complication. Please sire, they are in the great hall."
"I'll be there in a minute" Jon groaned and heaved himself from under ghost and the furs. He dressed again and ran his hands through his hair trying to tame the unruly mess. Giving up he splashed some icy water on his face, picked up longclaw and strode down the great hall.
He was met with tension and anger. ON either side of his chair stood Daenarys and Sansa both looking equally as dangerous. Arya stood in the corner dagger twirling between her fingers. Davos and Tyrion stood together both looking as though they had been punched in the stomach. Varys stood stoically beside them, he had never seen the eunuch surprised but this was a first rare occasion. In the middle of the hall stood Jamie Lannister and the sellsword Bronn. Behind them Brienne of Tarth and Podrick. The first thing he noticed was that Jamie was not wearing Lannister armour and his hand was covered in a riding glove, the second was that he looked forlorn and slightly scared. Jon could not blame him, Daenarys was giving him the same look she had given Tyrion before she had ridden off to burn the Lannister army. If Jamie was not careful he would meet the same fate.
As he entered everyone bar Sansa and Dany looked around. Davos and Tyrion bowed both muttering your grace. Jon took his place between his sister and his wife to be, his hand gliding across her back he was pleased that it made her visibly relax even slightly.
"You do not wear your houses armour Lannister" He said calmly. "Why is that?"
Jamie opened his mouth to speak but Bronn took his words. "There's been a bit of a complication regarding that"
Jon raised his eyebrow, what could possibly be complicated this time. "Explain" He said stiffly.
"I have abandoned my house" Jamie muttered.
Jon let out a bark of a laugh, this was funny, this was a funny joke. He did not know much about the Kingslayer, but everything Sansa and Tyrion had told him proved that abandoning his house would be the very last thing he would do. "How will you lead your army into battle if you have abandoned your house?"
"I won't be" Lannister muttered.
Anger rose in Jon like fire but he clenched his fists and leant on the table. "And why not, forgive me if I'm wrong but your sister made a truce, she said she was sending her armies north, and yet here you are claiming you have abandoned your house and there is no army at your back"
"That's where the complication comes in" Bronn interjected.
"And why is that?" Jon asked looking to the man. "Truces are very easy to keep Lannister, we have not burnt King's landing down, we have not moved on the throne. See, really not that fucking difficult. Daenarys didn't even fly her dragons here" He motioned to his frozen fiancée. She was surely about to do something dangerous and impulsive, Jon would need to step in quickly.
Jamie let out a sigh "I know, and I was there in King's landing making plans for the expedition north, I was there doing it and then she, then she"
"Then she what" Jon spat "What did your sister do exactly." The worst was coming true. Not that it mattered, he knew they could flatten the Lannister army easily, but with the dead approaching imminently , getting rid of a few lions would become somewhat harder. He thought back the haste in which Cersei had returned, the way she had arrogantly proclaimed her armies, telling them that they should remember her gesture of good knew he had been played but he wanted the explanation. He motioned for the knight to continue
"She called it off, told me that I was not to send them north, told me to let the dead deal with all of you."
It took everything Jon had to not lose his temper, the same could not be said for Daenarys, she was practically snarling in the Kingslayer's face.
"Go on" Jon hissed.
"I tried to tell her that no matter who wins the great war they would come down and kill us all. She would not listen to me she said that we would rule, she would rule with me and our child. I told her either the dead win and they have 10,000 men more to come and kill us or the north wins and we burn where we stand. But then she told me, she told me that Euron Greyjoy had not returned to Pyke. He had sailed to Essos. To ferry the golden company back to Westeros that they would protect her, that she had bought them with the Tyrrell's gold. 40,000 men."
A Look passed between Varys and Ser Jorah a look of relief, which was strange, Jon would question them later about it, but for now he knew that the golden company would pose a problem, but now was not the time to think about the throne. He turned to the Kingslayer.
"So that leaves us with you Jamie" Jon continued. "What shall we do with the man who continues to break oaths. To the man who pushed my brother from a tower rendering him paralysed. To the man who put a sword through his king's back. I could send your head back to your sister that would leave a message but I doubt she would care that much. but why would I waste such an ample fighter."
Sansa turned to him in shock and anger "Jon this man destroyed our family. This man is the reason Bran can no longer walk, the reason my mother and our brother are dead"
He looked to her "no, he isn't. His sister destroyed our family, Petyr Baelish destroyed our family this man was just a bystander."
"I want his head" She hissed and he saw Daenarys nod in approval.
Jon looked at her "Not yet" He hissed back.
"Lannister, I give you one chance only, pledge your sword to my family, to the starks and help us through these wars. Once we are finished we shall ride to kings landing and I will burn your sister where she stands." He paused looking at the shocked look on Davos' face. He sighed " You say that she is pregnant?"
Jamie nodded fervently. Jon sighed and ran his hand through his hair. " I will not kill innocent children. If she is still pregnant by the time we get there she shall be my prisoner. Once she has birthed the babe you shall sail to Essos and live in exile, you shall never return, if you do you shall meet the same fate as your sister"
"Comfortably you will live in exile comfortably" Tyrion interjected "I shall give you money brother."
Jon smiled sarcastically "See your brother shall finance you, you can even live in a nice house with your child, swear this to me and you shall have my word of your safe passage to Essos."
Jamie Lannister looked at him contemplating this offer.
"Put it this way Lannister, if you don't I shall leave you to the mercy of my sisters and my future wife, they have become quite proficient in getting rid of enemies, why only the other week Sansa fed her husband to his hounds and what did you do Arya?" He turned to his smallest sister.
She smiled "I murdered Walder Frey's sons, put their remains in a pie, fed the pie to Walder Frey and then killed him, I then poisoned his whole house"
The man name Bronn looked at her incredulously. "I was told a faceless man did that"
"Exactly" She smiled at him.
"And you know what my future wife is capable of, I believe you were present when she roasted your army alive"
Bronn looked to his friend a small look of terror upon his face, at least this man, Jon thought, was intelligent. "Take it you idiot. It's your best bet" He muttered
Jamie sighed and drew his sword. He knelt "I pledge myself to house Stark, I shall fight beside them in every war, in the understanding that once my oath has been fulfilled I can travel safely to Essos with my child."
"Granted" Sansa said. "And you Bronn?"
The man shrugged his shoulders "I'm a sellsword my lady, as long as I have roof over my head a woman in my bed and gold in my pocket my sword is yours."
Sansa reached in her pocket for a small sack. She threw it before him "Down payment, more shall follow, did the Lannister's give you that castle yet?"
He shook his head.
"I married a Bolton that said Bolton now lies beneath the ground, the dread fort it mine by right, if you fight well I shall find you a wife and give it to you "
Bronn bowed deeply "I look forward to it."
"Davos show these men to rooms in the library tower, then return we must have a council meeting."
"Yes your grace"
He turned to Arya "Watch Lannister please, I still don't trust him, he can lead training with you and Brienne"
Arya nodded and disappeared. Sansa was looking at him angrily.
"What? You think I was too soft on him?"
She nodded "His family terrorised me for four years Jon, I'm not going to easily forget that."
"I know" He said softly. "But we are not them, we must give him this chance if he breaks it, then you can have your retribution."
"You promise?"
He nodded "I swear"
She smiled and looked to Daenarys "Come your grace I have finished your dress, we must see if it fits you."
Daenarys did not return with Sansa, nor did Arya so the men supped alone, Jon discussed battle plans with Davos, Jorah and Grey worm, that was until Tyrion burst in his arms full of wine carafes.
"Gentlemen, your grace now is not the time for battle plans, this man weds tomorrow we must show him a good night!"
The men around him laughed "Oh yes" Davos said. "For tomorrow this cub becomes a wolf! A man!"
"I thought King Jon has already bedded her Grace" Grey worm said stoically.
"Yes" Tyrion said, "But we can pretend that he hasn't!" He pushed more wine into Jon's hand.
"Tonight, we talk of maidens who we have bedded before! I remember my wedding night!" He said smirking "To your sister!" He laughed and hopped up on a chair.
"You laid with Lady Stark?" Gendry asked.
He shook his head laughing "No, I did not, although Joffrey tried to insist upon a bedding ceremony. I told him I would cut off his cock."
They laughed. "Might have improved the bastard" Jon muttered over his wine
"And what about you Gendry" Davos asked. "Apart from your rowing and hammering, have you ever bedded a lady?"
Jon laughed and clapped Gendry on the shoulder "Yes do tell"
"A couple, some of them whores, you know Ross? She is from the north she came down to King's landing."
Jon nodded "She's got red hair?"
Gendry nodded "You've been with her?"
Jon nodded "When I was younger, didn't do much though I was 13 at the time Robb and Theon bought her for my name day"
Davos and Tyrion guffawed. "What a grand present" Tyrion said. "Anyway, Gendry you were saying that you have bedded women, anyone you want to bed here?"
Jon saw Gendry go red. "There's maybe one but I don't think she would want to"
"Why not boy" Tormund said "Get her nice a wet and then bury your cock in her I'm sure she'll like it once she sees your bollocks. Who is this maiden?"
Gendry glanced at Jon nervously and Jon thought he knew who. "If Sansa says no don't be offended, she does not take well to men after what she's been through" He said quietly. Tyrion nodded gravely.
"It's not Lady Stark your grace."
Tormund's eyes lit up "You want the smaller one, she's feisty, I've seen her fight, very skill full, spends lots of time with my dear Brienne"
Jon looked at Gendry anger rising.
"Forgive me your grace" He said. "But at least you know that she'll cut my cock off long before you get to me"
Jon grinned "Aye she would" They laughed together.
"What about you unsullied" Tormund asked "How do you do it? Have you done it with a woman?"
Grey worm sipped his wine. "I have done it yes"
Tyrion's head snapped to him "With Missandei?"
He nodded curtly. Tyrion gasped. "Please we need copious details. How do the unsullied make love?"
"We use our mouths and hands" He whispered.
"And it satisfies her?" Tyrion asked.
Grey shrugged "It seems to!"
Tormund grinned and drank more ale "You are not the only one who is good with mouths, oh the stories I heard about our king"
Jon felt himself go red. He did not need to know how Tormund knew his most intimate details.
"What stories wildling" Davos asked looking thoroughly interested. Jon downed more wine, letting his head go fuzzy. He would be able to live through this embarrassment sober.
"I heard his former wife Ygritte. -"
"She wasn't my wife-" Jon muttered a pang in his heart clattering like the clang of swords.
"She was by our terms King Crow, you stole her, fucked her and returned her, she was your wife."
"Who was Ygritte then?" Gendry asked. Jon felt the sadness return to his heart, he had not thought of her for a long time.
"She was a fierce warrior "Tormund said sadly. "Hair kissed by fire, she was of my tribe, she made Jon break his vows and he apparently gave her what you southerners call the Lord's kiss, she wouldn't stop talking about him, talking about fucking him and then killing him. He left us you see and she planted an arrow next to his heart."
Gasps erupted around the table.
"Where is she now" Tyrion asked.
"Dead" Jon said. "A boy who later stabbed me shot her with an arrow, she died in my arms, I burnt her beyond the wall."
Understanding flooded Davos' face.
"I am sorry your grace "Grey worm said. "But I hope the Queen makes you happy."
Jon nodded "She does very much"
There was silence for a while until Bronn raised his glass "To lost love, and to the King and his new wife"
They all raised their glasses and drank.
"Now" Bronn continued smacking his lips "If you wanna know how to please a woman, talk to mister podrick payne, Tyrion bought him the three best whores in King's landing, sent him with the gold and he came back and gave tyrion back the gold!"
Tyrion laughed "We thought they had refused him or he didn't want, on the contrary my friends" He pointed to pod who sat at the end of the table his face red. " The whores liked him so much they gave him their cunts for free!"
All the mens went wide and Jon had to say he was impressed with the squire.
Hours later, filled with wine Jon stumbled back to his chambers where ghost sat by the fire. He sat down on the chair looking into the flames. Tomorrow he would marry, tomorrow he would have a wife, a queen and his fate as King would be sealed. A soft knock reached the door and Jon stumbled to the door "Coming" He slurred. He opened the door and leant against the stone. "Dany" He muttered.
She smiled up at him, her hair loose, in her nightgown and furs. "You are drunk" She said pointedly.
"You shouldn't be here" He muttered, feeling his cock throb slightly. Even inebriated he still yearned for her.
"And whys that?" She asked ducking under his arm and looking around the room.
He turned and leant against more of the wall. "S, Bad luck, to have bride in your bed before she's your bride"
She smirked "I just came to say goodnight, I hear the boys got you drunk and you talked about women all night"
"Aye" He said, "Did you know" He said stumbling towards her, she rushed and held him steady "That Podrick Payne has a magic cock"
She laughed incredulously "No I did not"
He nodded which made his head spin "Aye, and Gendry fucking Waters wants to fuck my little sister"
"Sansa?" She asked her eyes alight with gossip.
"No, Arya, he wants to fuck Arya!" She moved him over to the bed where he sat. She knelt before him
"What you doing?" He slurred.
"Getting your boots off, now hold still"
His hand reached for her hair "I told him Dany that if he hurts my sister, that she would cut off his cock and I would rip off his head"
Dany giggled quietly. "I'm sure you will" She pulled off one boot and then the other and then moved to remove his armoured breast plate.
"I won't be this drunk tomorrow I promise Dany"
She smiled sweetly at him which made his heart melt "I know you won't, come on you, in bed, you need sleep"
She pulled back the furs and Jon crawled under them. She sat on the mattress her hand cupping his face.
"I love you Dany" He slurred and he thought it was a tick of the light but tears flooded her violet eyes.
"I love you too Jon" She leant forward to kiss his forward and Jon was consumed in the scent of rose and argon and fire. It was beautiful. "Sleep well my King, tomorrow I shall join you"
He hummed quietly "That would be nice"
She stood pulling her furs tighter around her and left the room not before patting ghost on the head. Jon fell into a dizzy sleep the darkness surrounding him. The happiness engulfing his heart, he would be her husband tomorrow.