A/N: So we're staying in Winterfell for this chapter and from the title you might be able to guess why! Hope you all enjoy it and dropping a review and sharing your thoughts would be awesome.

Guest: Thank you! I've never really brought Aegon into any of my fics before but I thought I'd give it a try this time, glad you're liking him so far. I won't reveal what's going to happen with his love life but I can promise you one hundred percent that he will not be paired with Arya. Thought never even crossed my mind. Don't worry, I've read longer rants and yours was rather friendly and positive! Also your English is just fine, I would never have guessed you're not a native speaker, my writing is far worse when I do it on my phone/tablet!

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Finally

Winterfell

Ned read the letter through twice as he stood there in the entrance hall, only looking up when there was a shout from above him. Dany was coming down the stairs, he barely had a moment to register how lovely she looked in her wedding gown before Catelyn was racing down, her eyes on the door. He moved his own eyes then and saw Bran and Arya stood in the doorway with their wolves beside them, Jory stood back a little with a young man at his side that Ned recognised as Robert's bastard Gendry from the smiths at the Capitol. For a second he was frozen but Catelyn darting to them and crushing them both into her arms had him moving towards them, stuffing the letter into his doublet as he waited for his wife to release the children.

"Thank the Gods!" she exclaimed when she pulled back, "thank the Gods for you … thank you …"

"Let them breathe Cat," Ned chuckled and she moved back slightly so he could embrace them both.

"Are you alright?" he asked them seriously.

"We're alright," Arya promised him.

"Both of you? Truly?" he checked, looking between her and Bran.

"Truly," Bran nodded, "Jory is the only one who got hurt"

"Thank you," Ned turned his eyes to his loyal guard and friend then and Jory nodded.

"I'm only sorry I couldn't bring the Lady Sansa as well," he said regretfully.

"What happened?" Catelyn asked him as Dany descended the rest of the stairs and proceeded to greet the children.

"She got away from me when I was saddling the horses, I'm sorry my Lady, I looked everywhere I could think of for her," Jory told her and she nodded.

"Gendry isn't it?" Ned said then, his eyes moving to the man at Jory's side.

"Aye … I mean … yes my Lord," Gendry bowed shortly.

"He joined us on the road, thought we might have use of a smith," Jory explained.

"Aye, we might," Ned smiled.

"Thank you my Lord," Gendry said, bowing again.

"You're all just in time," Ned said then, turning to look at Bran and Arya.

"In time for what?" Arya questioned.

"Do you want to tell them Dany?" Ned asked her and she beamed.

"Robb and I are getting married," she told them.

"Now?!" Bran asked.

"Today?!" Arya burst out.

"Yes," Dany confirmed, nodding her head happily, her smile stretched wide.

"Take them out to the Godswood Cat, Dany and I will follow on in a while, give Robb a chance to see them first," Ned said then.

"Come on," Catelyn held her hands out and they took one each, not complaining that their mother wanted them close, both thrilled at having her comforting presence at their side again.

"Would you come Jory?" Dany asked then.

"Is Loral there? And the children?" he asked her in return.

"They are all there," she confirmed and he beamed at her.

"Then I best follow after Lady Stark … congratulations my Lady," be bowed shortly.

"Thank you," she beamed back before he turned and hurried back out into the courtyard.

"How about a quick drink? Give them chance to greet one another," Ned suggested.

"That sounds good," Dany nodded, smoothing the front of her dress and following him into the solar.

Ned was very much aware of the letter shoved down his doublet as he poured himself and Dany some of the good wine that he knew she favoured. The Gods help Robb when they became Lord and Lady of Winterfell, she would bankrupt him with her expensive taste if he allowed her to. She thanked him with a beaming smile when he handed her a glass and he raised a toast to her health before they both took a drink. He could tell she was nervous as her hand shook slightly but he also knew that he overwhelming emotion was happiness. He himself was almost brimming with it, thrilled that Bran and Arya were home safely and bursting with pride that Robb would soon be married to a woman he loved. Sansa being missing stabbed hard at him though and now this letter was needling away at him. On the plus side at least now he knew that Jon was alive and well and not dead in a ditch somewhere. What was needling him was knowing where he was. Aegon Targaryen. Surely not. Surely it was a pretender. It was preposterous. Aegon was dead, murdered as a babe. The killing of him and his mother and sister had disgusted Ned, the thought that one of them could have survived had never crossed his mind.

He looked at Dany then, every inch the Targaryen. He thought of what Jon had written, describing 'Aegon', the description matching Dany perfectly. What were the chances of that? Jon seemed at least partially convinced but Ned was wary of his judgement. Perhaps it was just wishful thinking on Jon's part. In his mind he had recently lost all his brothers and sisters. In his turmoil could it not be possible that he was latching onto this idea of Aegon because he was desperate to have a family again? Desperate for a true brother. Ned sighed then. Whoever this was, Aegon or not, he could wait until tomorrow. Today was Robb and Dany's day and a day for Ned to spend with the family he had with him. This letter could wait until tomorrow. He would let his son have his perfect day, knowing he had been waiting so long for it.

"Shall we?" he asked Dany then, holding his hand out.

"Let's," she agreed with a smile, taking his hand and rising gracefully to her feet.

Robb couldn't keep the smile from his face as he stood waiting before the heart tree, his eyes barely registering the Septon nor anyone else in the Godswood, his mind just focused on her. Knowing that she would soon be entering the Godswood on the arm of his father and knowing that when they left again she would be his forever. His eyes caught Bran and Arya stood with Rickon and his mother then and his smile widened still further, so happy that they were here to witness this; that they had got back in time. He felt a slight pang then for Jon and Sansa, wishing that they were here too but his thoughts were soon taken over by Dany as she and his father rounded the corner. She looked so beautiful he could hardly believe she was real. He memorized her image then as she came slowly towards him, the trailing skirts of her white gown flowing fluidly behind her. The bodice was cut just low enough to catch Robb's full attention, his eyes drawn to the curves of her, barely registering the intricately embroidered violet and silver flowers that were sewn into the bodice of her dress.

He held his hand out for her as his father brought her right to him, nodding to him and bestowing a proud smile on him as he took Dany's hand. His father stepped back then and he squeezed his hand around Dany's, feeling her return the pressure, her eyes bright as she smiled up at him. Part of him didn't quite believe that this was real, that in just a few short minutes she would be his. He gazed down on her, wanting to savour this perfect moment for just another few precious seconds. The Septon roused his attention then by clearing his throat quietly and Robb and Dany inclined their heads a fraction to one another before they began their vows.

Theon glanced at Adele as Robb and Dany recited the vows that they themselves had said only a few weeks ago but she wasn't looking at him. She wasn't even looking at them, she was looking towards her father and Theon could see that Ser Ralf was purposefully avoiding her gaze. He sighed heavily, knowing that Adele would more than likely end up in tears again by the end of the day. The more days that went by without her father speaking to her, the more upset she got and he had no clue at all how he was supposed to comfort her. Robb was sliding the ring onto Dany's finger then and Theon let his hand find Adele's, somewhat reassured when she laced her fingers with his and squeezed lightly. He had to admit that he had been worried at first that she would blame him and regret their marriage but thankfully her love for him hadn't faltered. The Gods know what he would have done if it had. He had to drop her hand then so they could applaud the newly married couple and Theon smiled happily, so pleased that his friends had managed to get to this point when only months ago it had seemed impossible.

Robb leant in to kiss his new wife as the claps and cheers rang through the Godswood. His wife. Just thinking the words made him giddy as he kissed her softly for a long moment. He longed to deepen the kiss and let all his desire for her take him over but now was not the time and he regretfully pulled away from her and smiled widely. Dany returned his smile, a look of something akin to triumph in her eyes as she gazed up at him. There were calls from one or more people then to head inside for the feast and Robb held his arm out for her, feeling the familiar pressure of her hand in the crook of his elbow after a moment. He let out a long sigh of satisfaction then as they ambled leisurely with the others back towards the keep. Finally. Finally. She was his.

Dany could barely manage more than a few bites of the sumptuous feast. Everything was so delicious and ordinarily she would have eaten everything but right now her stomach was fluttering with nerves, her eyes darting to the door every now and again, knowing that she and Robb would soon be leaving through them and retiring to bed. Lord Stark had banned the bedding ceremony which she was glad of but she couldn't stop her racing heart and churning stomach. Lady Stark had told her what to expect from the wedding night and she knew there would be pain. She had been assured that it would pass though and she had no reason to doubt her good-mother. She swallowed rather hard then before glancing at Robb, her husband. A smile spread across her face then for a moment before she turned her attention back to her plate, determined to eat some more. Part of her could still not believe that she was sat here in the seats of honour next to Robb at their wedding feast. It seemed impossible. She had dreamed of this moment for so long but not once did she ever think that it was likely to come true. His hand came to rest on hers then and she turned to look into his piercing blue eyes.

"Are you alright?" he asked her in slight concern.

"Of course, what could possibly be wrong?" she asked him in return.

"You've not eaten much," he stated.

"I'm fine," she stressed.

"I'm nervous too," he said lowly, brushing his thumb across the back of her hand.

"Truly?" she asked, forgetting her pretence.

"Truly," he confirmed with a smile that she returned easily.

She picked up her knife and fork again then and found that eating had suddenly become a lot easier. Robb watched her for a moment with a smile playing about his lips before he picked up his glass and took a drink of wine. People around him were finishing their meals now and rising up to dance and drink and chatter happily together. He saw Loral and Jory slipping away after a few moments and he smiled again, he was glad that Jory was back, perhaps now Dany could stop being so worried about Loral and her children. It was selfish of him but he wanted her all to himself for a little while because while the North was managing to stay out of the war in the south for now he knew that this situation would not last forever. At some point they would be dragged into the conflict whether they liked it or not and Robb knew that that meant him marching to war with the others. He shook his head slightly at his macabre thoughts and looked back to Dany, seeing that she had finally finished her meal. He pushed his troubling thoughts away then and stood, offering her his hand which she took gladly, leading her down from the high table so they could join the other dancers.

Theon sighed heavily as Adele drained her third glass of wine. Getting her home without causing a scene would be near impossible, she was not what could be described as a cooperative drunk, especially when she was drinking wine. She was pouring another glass then, her eyes fixed on her father as she filled it to the brim. Theon had been hoping that they would get caught up in the jubilation of the day but everyone being so happy around her had seemingly only served to make Adele even more miserable.

"Maybe we should go," he suggested hopefully.

"Wouldn't it be rude to leave before the bride and groom?" she returned, raising her glass to her lips.

"If we're staying perhaps you should slow down," he said pointedly.

"It's a wedding Theon … we are supposed to eat, drink and be merry," she said.

"Well you're certainly drinking," he muttered under his breath.

"What?!" she snapped at him.

"It's a wedding," he repeated her own words, tugging the glass from her hands; "Robb and Dany's wedding, today is not about you so can you please just stop it, I won't have you causing a scene and ruining this for them"

She stared at him for a moment and he steeled himself, thinking that he may well have pushed her too far. To his surprise she said nothing, turning her attention back to the spread of food and drink in front of them and reaching for a jug of water. He breathed a sigh of relief as she filled a glass and began sipping it down slowly. He set her wine down far out of her reach then as she set down her water and took a deep breath.

"Sorry," she said quietly.

"It's alright," he smiled, placing his hand over hers.

"Not here," she said, tugging her hand from beneath his.

"You're my wife Adele, everyone knows it now; can I not even take your hand?" he asked her.

"I don't want to make it worse," she hissed at him.

"It can't get any worse," he sighed, "the best thing to do is carry on as we usually would, it's the only way he will get used to it"

"What if he never gets used to it?" she questioned him.

"Look at me," he said and she did as she was told; "if he thinks you're miserable with me then it will only turn him further against our marriage"

"I'm not miserable with you," she promised him and he smiled, reaching up to stroke a hand down her cheek.

"I know," he breathed, "but can you not see how it looks to others when you cringe away from me in public?"

"I know," she whispered, "I just don't want to make it worse by parading our happiness"

"Your father needs to see that we love one another, he has to get used to this because it is done now and there is no undoing it," he said firmly.

"I don't want to undo it," she said and a smile tugged at his lips again.

"I'm stuck with you then," he sighed in mock exasperation and she managed a small laugh.

"I love you," she said after a moment.

"I love you too," he said, hesitating for a moment before leaning in to lightly brush his lips across hers.

When the song ended Dany looked up to meet Robb's eyes and she knew at once that they would not be staying for another dance. Her stomach clenched then as he stepped slightly away from her and laced his fingers through hers before leading her away from the celebrations and out into the hallway. She took a deep breath then and she felt him squeeze her hand lightly as they made their way towards the stairs. Robb's own heart was pounding as he led her up to his room, their room it was now he remembered with a jolt. He would never have to sleep without her by his side again and the thought of wrapping his body around hers and holding her as they drifted off to sleep made him happier than he could comprehend. He swallowed hard then as they reached his door, taking a breath before he pushed it open and led her inside. She had been in here on countless other occasions but never like this. He had never thought she would ever be in here like this no matter how many times he had dreamt about it.

"Wine?" he asked her nervously and she nodded her head.

"Please," she said, clearing her throat slightly.

"I feel so …" he struggled with the right words.

"Awkward?" she supplied and he shrugged; "strange?" she suggested then and he smiled.

"I just never thought we'd ever be here," he confessed, handing her the wine.

"Neither did I," she smiled, "but here we are …"

"Here we are," he agreed, raising his glass to her, "to us"

"To us," she echoed and they clinked glasses before both taking a sip.

"I don't really want this," he said, setting his aside.

"Neither do I," she whispered, setting her own glass aside and meeting his eyes.

They both seemed to move as one then, stepping closer to one another, their lips seeking out one another's, hands going for the lacings of one another's clothing. Robb deepened their kiss, pulling her even closer to him as he pulled on the ties at the back of her dress, feeling a sense of triumph as he blindly managed to loosen them. Dany's own hands had already pulled his doublet open and she was tugging the lacings of his shirt, her hands finding his bare skin and making him shudder with want. When her lacings were undone he regretfully pulled out of their kiss, both of them breathing hard, the atmosphere thick with anticipation as his hands moved to her shoulders to slide her dress away. She was wearing a thin silk shift underneath and he could make out the perfect roundness of her breasts through the material. His breeches felt so tight then as she stepped towards him, her hands pulling his doublet away before sneaking down his chest to tug up his shirt and pull it up over his head. She swallowed then, slowly letting her hands roam across his chest, her fingertips swirling patterns in his hair. He breathed deeply then and she let her eyes wander downwards, seeing that he was already swelled with desire.

Dany took a deep breath of her own then before she let her hands wander slowly down his chest and stomach, her fingers coming to toy with his lacings. He inhaled sharply then and she let her hands unthread him, amazed that they didn't shake. It took everything Robb had not to grab her and throw her down on the bed then as she freed his length. Her soft fingertips gently brushed down his hardness then and he had to supress a groan, his own hands coming to her hips to guide her towards the bed. She pushed his breeches further down his hips as they went before her hands came wandering back up to his shoulders, encouraging him to sit. Robb did as she wanted, regretfully tearing his eyes from her so he could pull off his boots and kick his breeches away. He didn't want any barriers between them, he wanted every inch of him to cover every inch of her. She took another deep, settling breath then before she hooked her own fingers under the straps of her shift and slid it from her shoulders. The material fell to the floor, pooling at her feet and she somehow managed to lift her eyes back to Robb.

His eyes were wide as he took all of her in. How many times had he imagined her stood bare before him? In his wildest fantasies she had never looked this good. Every fibre of his being was screaming for her then and he slowly reached out a hand to settle on her hip, gently rubbing up and down her smooth skin and urging her towards him. She was so close now that if he tilted his head up he would be able to kiss those firm breasts. Before he could act on that though she placed her hands on his shoulders, her knees coming to rest on the bed as she slowly eased herself into his lap. He couldn't help the sharp intake of breath then as he felt her pressed up against him, feeling her desire against his own. He leant closer then, brushing his lips across her neck, hearing her sigh softly as he did so. One hand he kept on her hip, the other he wandered slowly up her side until he could cup her breast. Her breath came sharply then and she leaned in closer, her movement making him surer in his own as he tenderly massaged her breast, his lips still kissing across her neck and up towards her jaw.

Dany fisted her own hands in his hair and pressed herself still closer, his hand at her breast wandering down to settle on her other hip then, lifting her slightly so his hardness teased at her. She couldn't help the little gasp of surprise and the way her hands clenched tighter in his hair as she felt him up against her. Slowly he encouraged her to circle her hips, his length pushing slowly into her as her body relaxed. She seemed to hold her breath then, feeling his own ragged against her neck as he slowly pulled her down onto him, feeling the sudden sting of him taking her innocence, his fingertips digging into her hips for a second. Robb was kissing her neck again then, his hands rubbing gently up and down her back as she took some steadying breaths, getting used to the feeling of him filling her completely. She pulled his head up then and claimed his lips with her own, their tongues twisting together so deliciously; her stomach tightening in knots that were not altogether unpleasant. As she continued to kiss him she tentatively moved her hips back and forth, feeling him groan into her mouth. She moved again, encouraged by his reaction and his hands came back down to her hips to encourage her motion.

The more she moved the better it felt and soon she head to tear her lips from Robb's because she was struggling for breath. He revelled in the sharp little cries that left her mouth then each time she rocked her hips into him. She felt so good surrounding him and knowing she was feeling the pleasure too made him desire her even more. He could never get enough of her, never. He told her that then, mumbling it breathlessly against her skin, tasting the slight tang of her as beads of sweat began to form across her collarbone. He kissed his way down then, letting his tongue lap them up, her back arching into him and a moan escaping her as his lips found her breast. Gods everything he did to her felt so good and she could feel herself losing control, her hips rocking faster and coaxing a growl of appreciation from Robb as his mouth continued teasing at her breast. His fingers pressed further into the skin of her hips then as he felt her warmth closing in around him. Breathless cries left her then as she moved, the knots in her stomach so tight she thought she would explode. In the next second it all came undone and she moaned out in relief and pleasure, every pore of her seemingly tingling as she mumbled Robb's name over and over.

Her own end pushed him to his, only needing her to rock into him a few moments more before he finally peaked, spilling himself deep inside her with a groan, her head dropping to his shoulder as they both fought for breath. He could feel her warm breath against his neck as she slowly came down from her height, his own breathing ragged as he pressed her as close to him as he could, feeling her hands settle on his back as his traced up and down her spine. It felt so good holding her like this, being so close to her, being joined with her completely. It felt so right, like it had always been meant to be. After a time he slowly and carefully shifted them back further onto the bed, slipping from her warmth regretfully as he did so. He lay down, placing his hands on her hips to encourage her off him, rolling onto his side when she came to lay next to him and smiling lazily at her. She smiled back, her chest still rising and falling more rapidly than normal as his eyes slowly wandered the length of her body. Her hand came to stroke down his cheek then and he exhaled in satisfaction before turning his eyes back to hers.

"Did I hurt you?" he asked her.

"Only for a moment," she answered him and he turned his head to kiss at her palm.

"I'm sorry," he whispered.

"You're forgiven," she smiled, "you more than made up for it"

"What are we to do now?" he murmured.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"I'm not sure how I am ever going to be able to let you leave this bed," he told her and she giggled.

"We have all night," she said, raising her brows.

"That," he said, shifting himself above her, "is very true"

"I love you Robb," she told him, meeting his eyes as he nestled between her legs.

"I love you too," he breathed as she wrapped her legs around his waist, "I love you so much."

A/N: Thought I'd devote a whole chapter to some happiness before I really kick off the drama! Hope you enjoyed, will likely get another one up for you all on Monday!

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