The Sword Of The Morning
1 day later…
Jon walked into the Red Keep prison cells accompanied by Ser Daryn and two Dayne guards. He was dressed in a dark blue tunic and breeches with the House Dayne sigil on his chest. Both of his swords and his dagger were strapped to his hip.
He looked into the cell containing Cersei Lannister.
Gone were the days where Jon remembered her dressed in the finest dresses with her long golden hair tied up in an intricate braid. Instead there was a woman in brown rags with her once tidy neat golden hair now a mess causing her to look like a beggar.
She turned to face him with a murderous look on her face.
"Come to kill me Bastard, yes you heard me, you are no more than a bastard legitimized by my fat fool of a husband" snarled Cersei.
Jon did not react.
He turned to his guards and nodded.
They unlocked the cell door and entered.
They hoisted Cersei up by her arms and dragged her out of the cell.
"What are you doing?" said Cersei.
Jon kept silent as his men dragged her out of the dungeons.
They dragged her all the way to the office usually used by the Hand Of The King and walked inside.
They forced her into the chair in front of the desk as Jon stood opposite her on the other side of the desk.
"Come to kill me Bastard" snarled Cersei.
"Not yet" said Jon.
He placed a small roll of paper in front of her along with a quill and ink.
"What is this?" said Cersei viciously.
"Something I had doubts about doing" said Jon.
"What, you expect me to confess to all of my sins and beg for mercy" said Cersei.
Jon sighed.
"No, I only offer you one chance to say goodbye to your daughter" said Jon.
Cersei looked slightly puzzled.
"What?" said Cersei.
"You will write your goodbyes to Myrcella, for you will be executed on the morrow, I will only offer you this once, if you do not take it, then you will die without bidding farewell to your daughter" said Jon.
Cersei looked at him in shock before slowly picking the quill up.
She dipped it into the ink and slowly started to write.
"And be warned, if you write anything even remotely encouraging your daughter to rebel against us, I will burn that letter and you will not be able to say goodbye to her" warned Jon.
Cersei scowled and continued to write.
After barely a minute she finished writing.
Jon picked up the letter and read it.
He nodded and turned to Ser Daryn who was stood by the door.
"Bring him in" said Jon.
Ser Daryn opened the door and Tommen Baratheon walked in before rushing to his Mother.
Cersei wrapped him in a hug and whispered something into his ear.
Tommen nodded.
Cersei looked at Jon before slowly letting go of Tommen.
Ser Daryn walked over to him and led him from the room.
Once they were gone Jon turned back to Cersei.
"Whether it will bring you peace or not, know that your daughter is happy" said Jon.
Cersei only nodded.
Jon motioned for the guards to take her back to her cell.
Jon looked at the letter one last time.
Dear Myrcella
By the time you read this letter I will be long dead. I wish I could see you before I am executed but I cannot. Know that I always loved you and I always will my precious daughter.
Your loving mother
Jon rolled the paper up and placed it in his pocket.
He sat down at the desk and turned to Ser Daryn.
"Have the Queen, Lady Olenna and Lady Margaery brought here please" said Jon.
Ser Daryn nodded and left the room.
Several minutes later he returned with Daenerys, Margaery and Olenna Tyrell.
Olenna Tyrell looked to be coping with her imprisonment much better than Cersei.
Olenna sat down opposite Jon and fixed him with a curious look.
"So why have you brought me here?" said Olenna.
Jon pulled a small bottle out of his tunic pocket and place it in front of her.
The bottle contained a dark coloured liquid.
"It is yours to use if you wish, it guarantees a quick painless death" said Daenerys.
Margaery turned to them.
"Don't do this Your Grace, please spare her, spare my Grandmother" said Margaery in desperation.
Daenerys managed a sad smile before shaking her head.
"I cannot" said Daenerys.
Margaery was saddened.
"Please Your Grace, please-" pleaded Margaery before a voice cut her off.
"Stop Margaery, your begging will not change things, if I have to die then at least I can do it on my own terms" said Olenna.
Margaery looked at her with tears in her eyes.
Olenna locked eyes with Jon.
"You are just like your Father, despite their actions you have the honour and dignity to offer your enemies a peaceful death" said Olenna picking up the bottle.
She pulled the lid off and drank the liquid in one gulp.
Olenna locked eyes with Margaery.
"You are the future of House Tyrell Grandaughter, make me proud" said Olenna.
Margaery slowly nodded.
Olenna smiled before leaning back in the chair and slowly closing her eyes. Her breathing slowed as she left this world.
Margaery looked down at the floor with tears falling from her eyes before she suddenly stood up and ran out of the room.
Daenerys turned to Jon.
"You still wish for the girl to return to Highgarden, she allied herself with the Lannisters, that makes her a traitor" said Daenerys.
Jon looked at her.
"She came to us of her own accord remember, she basically betrayed her family for you, she should be allowed to return to her home as long as she swears fealty to you" said Jon.
Daenerys managed a small smile.
"Sometimes I wish you were beside me giving me counsel, you always seem to know the right and honourable choice, even when it comes to your enemies" said Daenerys.
"I was raised to do what was right and honourable Your Grace, no matter what" said Jon.
"And that's what makes you a good man" said Daenerys.
Jon nodded.
"Your Grace, I know your coronation is in 3 days, but I wish to return to Dorne to see my wife give birth" said Jon.
"When do you hope to leave?" said Daenerys.
"Tomorrow evening, after Cersei Lannister's execution, my Sisters intend to travel with me, I gather Prince Quentyn and his cousins wish to travel with me as well" said Jon.
Daenerys thought for a small moment before nodding.
"I will grant it" said Daenerys.
"Thank you Your Grace" said Jon.
"If you are to leave before my coronation, then drink with me" said Daenerys.
"Of course, Ser Daryn have some wine brought here for us, and get a glass for yourself" said Jon.
Ser Daryn nodded and left the room.
He returned nearly 15 minutes later with a bottle of Dornish Red and three glasses.
Jon poured three glasses for himself, Daenerys and Ser Daryn.
He handed them their wine and drank some of his own.
Daenerys raised her glass.
"To the birth of your child Jon, may the Seven bless them with a long and happy life" said Daenerys.
Jon smiled and turned to Ser Daryn.
"Ser Daryn, I would have offered you this before we departed Dorne for war many moons ago but I did not" said Jon.
"My Lord" said Ser Daryn puzzled.
Jon put his glass down and stood up.
"Ser Daryn, I name you as head of my guard, do you accept this position?" said Jon.
Ser Daryn drew his sword and laid it at Jon's feet.
"I accept this position My Lord, my sword is yours, my shield is yours, and my life is yours, from this day, until the end of my days" said Ser Daryn bowing his head.
"And I vow that you shall always have meat and mead at my table, a place at my hearth, and that I shall never ask you for anything that will bring dishonour to you, now rise Ser Daryn, head of my guard" said Jon.
Ser Daryn picked up his sword and stood up.
"I am ready to serve My Lord" said Ser Daryn.
Jon nodded.
"Good, now have another drink" said Jon.
Ser Daryn nodded and picked up his glass.
The next day…
Jon stood up on the platform outside the Sept Of Baelor dressed in his House Dayne formal clothes.
Sansa, Arya and Prince Quentyn were stood next to him.
Daenerys was stood in the centre of the platform wearing a fine dress with the dragon sigil on the chest. Her gold crown sat atop her head as she surveyed the gathering crowd. Missandei and Tyrion were stood next to her.
The entire platform was surrounded by Unsullied guards with their eyes fixed on the crowd.
There were noises from the crowd as the prisoners were brought out and led through the crowd towards the platform.
Cersei Lannister and Grand Maester Pycelle.
They brought them up onto the platform.
Grand Maester Pycelle was executed for his actions during the sack of Kings Landing and his service to the Lannister's.
Cersei was brought forward and forced to her knees facing Daenerys.
"Cersei Lannister, you have been found guilty in the eyes of the Seven of adultery, the murder of your husband Robert Baratheon, the betrayal of the Hand Of The King Eddard Stark and aiding in the attempted murder of his son Brandon Stark, you are to be executed, do you have any last words" said Tyrion looking at her with pity in his eyes.
Cersei snarled.
"I hope you burn in the Seven Hells like your mad Father you bitch" snarled Cersei.
Daenerys looked at Jon and nodded.
He unsheathed Dawn and walked towards her.
He placed the blade on the back of her neck before raising it.
"For you Father, and you Robb" thought Jon.
He swung the blade down severing her head from her body.
The guards dropped her body to the floor as Jon walked away.
Daenerys looked out to the crowd.
"People of Kings Landing, you have suffered for many years due to the actions of the last three kings, I will not have my people suffer any more, I will bring this city back to its former glory, I swear it by the Old Gods and the New, Kings Landing will prosper again" said Daenerys.
The crowd was silent for several moments before they slowly started to clap their hands in applause.
Pretty soon all of the crowd were applauding their new queen.
Tyrion turned to Daenerys.
"You have won the crowd over, as I knew you would" said Tyrion.
Daenerys smiled at him.
Jon looked out at the applauding crowd.
"Finally there is peace" thought Jon.
2 weeks later…
Jon rode hard towards the entrance of The Water Gardens.
Quentyn, Sansa, Arya, Brienne, Obarra, Nymeria and the Dayne guards followed him.
Once he rode through the gates Elliara Sand walked out to meet him.
"Jon, you are just in time, Arianne is minutes from giving birth" said Elliara.
Jon dismounted his horse and ran inside.
He walked through the halls before reaching a door where screams could be heard from inside.
He burst through the door to see Arianne sat up in bed giving birth surrounded by Ashara and the wet nurses.
She locked eyes with him and managed a small smile before screaming again.
He rushed over to her side and grasped her hand.
"Come on Ari, you can do it" said Jon.
She nodded slightly and pushed once again screaming in pain.
Suddenly a babies cries began echoing through the room as the wet nurses lifted a small baby out from beneath her legs.
They used a small knife to cut the umbilical cord.
"Its a boy Princess" said the Wet Nurse.
Jon and Arianne gasped in delight and smiled.
The Wet Nurse cleaned their son and wrapped him in some blankets before handing him to Arianne who took him and held him close to her chest.
Jon leaned into her and ran his hand over the babies head.
"He has your eyes" said Jon.
"And your ears" said Arianne.
Ashara made her way over to them as Quentyn, Sansa, Arya, Obarra, Nymeria, Elliara and Doran entered the room.
They turned to face her.
Jon took his son from Arianne and held him out to Ashara.
"Meet your grandson Mother" said Jon.
Ashara took him from Jon.
"Eddard, Eddard Dayne" said Arianne.
Ashara smiled.
"Eddard" said Ashara who smiled at Eddard and kissed his head.
She took him over to the others who took their turn fussing over Eddard.
Jon turned to Arianne and kissed her.
"He's beautiful" said Jon.
"Of course he is, he's our son" said Arianne.
"Our son, our first born son" said Jon looking over to where the others were still fussing over him as Trystane and Myrcella entered the room.
He looked at Myrcella in slight sadness remembering the letter in his pocket.
"What is it Jon, you look troubled" said Arianne concerned.
Jon looked back at her before giving her a peck on the lips.
"It can wait, right now I just want to stay here with you" said Jon.
Arianne smiled and leaned into him.
Jon turned to the others.
"Alright, bring him back to his Father" said Jon softly.
They looked at him before Sansa carried him back and handed him to Jon.
Jon took him from her before looking around at the people in the room.
"My family" thought Jon.
The next day…
Jon walked through the gardens towards where Myrcella was sat on one of the benches.
Eddard was sleeping peacefully with Arianne who was still getting her strength back.
Myrcella looked at him and smiled.
"Lord Dayne" said Myrcella.
Jon smiled.
"Just call me Jon Princess, we are family, or at least we will be when you and Trystane are wed" said Jon.
Mycella looked at him before smiling.
"Okay Jon, what brings you here, I thought you would be spending time with Arianne and your son" said Myrcella.
"They are resting, and I have something for you" said Jon.
"You do" said Myrcella in surprise.
Jon nodded before pulling the small scroll out of his pocket and handing it to her.
She slowly took it and unrolled it.
She began to read it with tears slowly falling from her eyes.
Once she finished reading she placed the scroll in her lap and turned to face him.
Jon looked at her as she leaned forward and wrapped her arms around him.
"Were you there when she wrote this?" said Myrcella sadly.
"I was" said Jon.
Myrcella let go of him.
"Did she say anything about me?" said Myrcella.
Jon wiped the tears from her eyes.
"No, but she was happy to know that you are happy here, I think in the end that brought her a little bit of peace" said Jon.
Mycella nodded.
"You know, after finding out everything that she did, I wanted to hate her for it, but I cannot" said Myrcella.
"You could never hate your Mother, despite what she has done none of us want you to hate her Myrcella, she was your Mother, nothing will ever change that" said Jon.
"Okay" said Myrcella.
Jon stood up and held his hand out to her.
"Would you like to take a walk with me?" said Jon.
Myrcella thought for a moment before taking his hand and standing up.
She took hold of his arm as the two walked through the garden with Myrcella sharing some of the good times she had with her family.
2 months later…
Jon stood at the front of the boat as it made its way into Kings Landing. Arianne walked towards him as he looked at the now recovering city.
"Its strange, I have only been gone just over two moons, and already the city looks cleaner" said Jon.
"I guess peace has a way of mending things, on the surface at least, it may be some time before the people of Kings Landing truly recover from the actions of Joffrey Baratheon" said Arianne.
"That may be, but hopefully things will be mended rather quickly, these people have been through enough wars for one lifetime" said Jon.
She looked at him before taking his hand.
He turned to look at her before pulling her into his side and smiling.
As they approached the dock they saw Daenerys, Missandei and Tyrion were stood on the dock waiting for them.
Surprisingly Bran, Rickon, Hodor, Osha, Smalljon, Meera Reed, Jojen Reed, Daemon and Harrod were stood with them.
To Jon's delight Bran was sat in a special chair with wheels attached to the legs. He also noticed Bran glancing at Meera whenever she wasn't looking.
The ship docked near to where they were stood.
Jon and the others made their way to the ramp leading to the dock as it was lowered.
Ashara handed Eddard to Arianne.
Jon and Arianne made their way down the ramp.
Ashara, Sansa, Arya and Brienne followed them with Quentyn, Obarra, Nymeria, Trystane and Myrcella. Ser Daryn and some other Dayne and Martell soldiers followed them.
Jon and Arianne bowed their heads to Daenerys and made their way over to Bran and the others.
"Bran, Rickon, meet your nephew, Eddard Dayne" said Jon.
Bran leaned forward and ran his fingers over Eddard's face softly.
"You named him after Father" said Bran.
Arianne nodded.
"We did" said Arianne.
Daenerys made her way over to them and looked at Eddard with a smile on her face.
"He is beautiful, may I hold him?" said Daenerys.
Arianne handed Eddard to her.
She took him and looked at him with traces of tears in her eyes.
"What I wouldn't give to hold a child of my own" said Daenerys.
"Why don't you keep hold of him until we reach the Red Keep?" said Jon.
Daenerys looked at them.
Jon and Arianne nodded.
"Thank you" said Daenerys.
They walked back up to the Red Keep together.
Later that night Jon was sat in the chambers of the Hand Of The King with Arianne, Quentyn, Daenerys and Tyrion drinking wine.
Daenerys and Tyrion filled the others in on what happened while they were gone.
The North had been granted its independence from the Seven Kingdoms with Bran being named as King In The North with Rickon as his heir.
Jamie Lannister had been executed nearly a moon ago by one of the Dothraki. Before his execution he told Daenerys the truth about her Father's plan for Kings Landing, she forgave him for his actions but did not pardon him.
Surprisingly Stannis Baratheon had sworn fealty to Daenerys in exchange for Lordship of Storms End, Daenerys and Tyrion refused at first but eventually accepted after he agreed to stop his attempts to seize the throne.
Later that night…
Daenerys was sat in her quarters reading one of her books when a knock at the door caught her attention.
"Khaleesi, Prince Quentyn is here to see you" said the Unsullied guard outside the door.
"Let him in" said Daenerys.
The door opened and Prince Quentyn stood in the doorway.
"Come in" said Daenerys.
Prince Quentyn entered the room and walked over to where she was sat.
"Prince Quentyn, what do you wish to see me about?" said Daenerys eyeing him with curiosity.
He pulled a letter out of his pocket and handed it to her.
She placed her book down and took the letter from him.
She read it with a straight face before handing it back to him.
"An offer of marriage, from your Father" said Daenerys.
"Yes" said Quentyn.
"And why should I accept this?" said Daenerys.
Quentyn placed the letter on the table.
"It would be a beneficial match for both our houses, our children would be heirs to Dorne and the Iron Throne" said Quentyn.
"It would be a beneficial match, but why should I accept it, why should I marry you, what do you plan to gain out of this" said Daenerys.
Quentyn reached out and took her hand in his.
"I get you, I get the most beautiful woman in the Seven Kingdoms, a woman I am rather intrigued by, a woman that I find myself feeling love for" said Quentyn pulling her hand to his mouth and kissing it.
She looked at him quizzically.
"You, you love me" said Daenerys.
"I think I do, enough to pledge my life to you for the rest of my days, enough to leave my home in Dorne to come here just to be by your side" said Quentyn.
Daenerys smiled before tears appeared in her eyes.
"It would be a good match for Westeros, but not for you" said Daenerys sadly.
Quentyn looked into her eyes.
"Whatever do you mean?" said Quentyn.
Daenerys wiped the tears from her eyes and sat up straight.
"I am barren, I can never have children, I cannot be a mother, you deserve a woman who can bear you children" said Daenerys sadly.
"Who told you that?" said Quentyn.
Daenerys grasped his hands tightly.
"A witch, a witch who murdered my first husband and my unborn child" said Daenerys.
"What if she was lying to you?" said Quentyn.
"What reason would she have to lie?" said Daenerys.
"Who knows, maybe she wanted you to believe you could not carry on the Targaryan line" said Quentyn.
"But what if she speaks the truth, what if I can never have children, how could I live with myself if I confined you to a marriage where I cannot give you a child" said Daenerys sadly.
"Then nothing changes, I speak the truth when I tell you I love you, barren or not, I cannot imagine taking another for a wife knowing the way I feel about you" said Quentyn.
Daenerys stood up and walked away from him towards the balcony.
He stood up and followed her as she had her back to him.
When he reached her he placed his hands on her shoulders.
He slowly turned her around to face him and captured her lips with his.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and moved forwards pushing him back towards the bed.
The next day…
Quentyn awoke to see Daenerys softly tracing her fingers across his chest.
The sheets covered both of their naked bodies like a fine silk cloth.
He lifted his head up and ran his hand through her silvery blonde hair.
She smiled and reached up to kiss him.
He returned her kiss before they broke apart.
"Yes" whispered Daenerys.
Quentyn looked at her curiously.
"Yes, I accept your marriage offer" said Daenerys.
Quentyn smiled.
"And what made you accept then" said Quentyn smiling.
"When I woke up, I realised that I wanted to wake up next to you for the rest of my life" said Daenerys.
Quentyn ran his fingers through her hair again.
"I better get writing to my Father then" said Quentyn moving to get out of the bed.
Daenerys grabbed hold of his arm.
"Stay, stay with me for now, you can write to your Father later" said Daenerys.
He turned around and captured her lips in a kiss before rolling her over onto her back and pinning her down.
A/N: Okay guys I know I said this was the last chapter but it isn't there will be an epilogue uploaded in the next few days.