Daenarys

The snow had become heavier through the afternoon. Daenarys had sat watching it from her solar, feeling her toes grow slowly numb as the fire dulled. She had never known cold until Winterfell. Many a time had she woken in the night, her face stinging from the cold. She visited the crypt every morning and every night, she would sit beside her son, in the darkness. She did not cry, or weep, she did not scream in anger. The crypts held a certain peace, a finality as such. She was looking forward to getting back on the road, she was looking forward to fight her war, she was ready to sit the throne beside her husband as equals. She was ready to break the wheel.

The door behind her creaked open and she heard soft padding of paws. Ghost dropped his head upon her lap and she ran her fingers through the soft white fur. "Hello Ghost" She whispered. "Where have you been today, have you been hunting?"

The wolf wagged his tail in response. She smiled at the wolf, a shriek behind them echoed through the room. Dany turned to see Jon with Ice on his shoulder.

"He's gotten bigger" She smiled standing to reach for the dragon.

"Aye I think he has, not big enough to do any damage though." Jon took the dragon of his shoulder and laid him by the fire where he curled up on the hearth. He reached for her, hands firm on her waist. "How are you? Has the pain gone?"

Dany nodded "I am fine, and the pain has gone, I am back to my own body."

He leant down kissing her lightly on the lips. She felt the fire ignite seeping through her, warming her.

"We will have more, when the war is won and the winter has faded away, we shall have more children, they shall dance in the spring and we shall tell them stories of the battles that have been."

Dany pressed her head against his chest, refusing to let the tears fall. "Yes, my love, we shall."

He smiled sweetly. "But before that we must be King and Queen."

"Yes we must, I have a surprise for you" She said. "If you would like to follow me."

She took his calloused hands leading him from the room.

"Where are we going?"

"My old chambers".

He raised his eyebrows. "Why?"

She laughed "I told you a surprise." She dragged him along up the spiral staircase. When she reached the door she paused. "You need to close your eyes."

Jon frowned. "Why?"

Daenarys raised her eyebrow "Just do it."

He laughed and shut his eye, drawing his hands into hers, Dany led him into the room, she brought him just before her gift.

"As you have said" Daenarys said "Jon Snow cannot take the throne, but Aegon Targaryen can. You are a king, reborn in the flames, you at least need armour to match your power. Open your eyes."

He opened them, and then focused upon the armour before him. Daenarys had gone to Gendry and the forgers with her design, like her own chainmail it was fashioned like dragon scales. Upon the black breastplate was the scarlet Sigel. She had a silver chain similar to her own, which fastened a red cloak over one shoulder. She had had Rhaegar's remaining rubies installed on the shoulder plates. Dragons were carved down the arm, but at the sleeves she had instructed that silver dire wolves be embedded into the material.

"Daenarys it is very…elaborate" He said wearily.

Dany smiled "Jon, you are a Targaryen, you should learn that we are somewhat elaborate."

He laughed. "I hadn't notice, thankyou Daenarys, I like it, I really do."
She reached up to kiss him. "I am glad, tomorrow we shall ride for the Riverlands, and we shall begin our conquest."

Daenarys stood at the head of the army, the wind blowing about her. They were ready to depart, the armies were assembled, the dragons were armoured and determination and adrenalin pumped through her veins. She had waited years for this day, ever since she had stpeed from the flames in the red waste her dragons on her shoulder. Today she would begin the war, and soon she would end it. They would need the Riverlands, Storm's End and the houses of Dorne and then they would take the throne, breaking every wheel, which stood in their way.

It was a spectacular sight, watching Jon emerge from the gates of Winterfell, the dragon stamped proudly on his chest, his direwolf at his side. He took his place beside Daenarys and with a crash both Drogon and Rhaegal landed behind them.

"My Lords, My Ladies, today I must ask you to ride to war with me, for a usurper sits upon the throne that belongs to my family and my wife. Over the past years, the seven kingdoms have seen nothing but death, treachery, starvation and war. It ends today."

The crowd before him cheered in agreement.

"It is time to bring justice to King's landing, it is time to show what happens to the men who stand in our way. My mother's family and my home has been betrayed time and time again but My Lords, My Ladies, the North will always remember. Let them say that upon this day, the Targaryen Dynasty was rebuilt, better and stronger than ever before, we ride, with the north at our back. Let them say that this day we broke the wheel."

Daenarys looked upon her husband with reverence, she was moved by his words. She was prepared to rain fire and blood down upon her enemies, she was ready for war.

"The Starks words are Winter is coming, my friends, Winter is her! Let them say that Winter Came for Cersei Lannister. Let them say that Winter came in fire and in blood."