A season 8 imagine if Drogo had survived along with Rhaego. The Bold lettering is Valyrian and the italics is Dothraki. I hope you guys like it! Keep the requests coming! This chapter will be slightly AU

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MaidenP

I address our Dothraki with Drogo by my side, Rhaego held tightly in his arms. My unsullied soldiers form a protective line along side us and Missandei stands next to Grey Worm and smiles briefly at me when I look their way. Rhaego watches our surroundings with thoughtful violet eyes and Drogo brushes a hand down the small length of his braid. Jon Snow stands off to the side with his sister Arya and he nods at me, his eyes narrowed and his sisters sharp face frowning slightly. I will have to talk to them about what happens next with the north after I'm done here. I finish my speech and our Dothraki scream and shriek their praise for me. Drogon screeches above me and my heart aches when there is no answering screech from Viserion and Rhaegal. I also notice the absence of Ser Jorah who valiantly gave his life for me against the night walkers. I yell for my Dothraki to eat and drink to their heart's content. We may have won back my throne but there is still much work to be done. I turn to Drogo and Rhaego and he holds out his hands for me. I pull my son close and brush a kiss to his hair. He settles against my chest and sighs in contentment. I smile at Drogo and he leans down to kiss me. I hum in pleasure and lean against him. I am bone tired and my body yearns for sleep. Grey worm moves to my side and bows.

"You have served me well Torgo Nuhdo. I know with you by my side we will always be victorious." Grey Worm smiles briefly at me before schooling his expression. He nods and stands, Missandei grasping his hand.

"I could not ask for a better friend than you Missandei." I brush a kiss to her cheek and her eyes shine with pride. Rhaego reaches for her and she doesn't hesitate to pull him close. He snuggles in her arms and she places a kiss to his forehead. She offers to watch over Rhaego and I nod without hesitation. I need time to converse with Drogo. I look at Drogo and he signals for our guards to follow us. He stations them outside our bedroom and I sink into the chair by the fire. I rub my tired eyes and Drogo sits by my feet. He pulls off my boot and works out the kinks in my foot. I sigh in pleasure and lean my head back.

"I am proud of you this day my moon." I look at Drogo and he bares his teeth at me in a fierce grin. I reach out to brush a stray lock of hair from his eyes and he kisses my palm.

"I couldn't have done it without you my sun and stars." In truth I don't think I could have survived losing my dragon children and Ser Jorah, if it wasn't for Drogo and Rhaego. I would be lost without my little family. Drogo presses his fingers deeper into my flesh and I moan.

"What do you plan to do with the north?" I open my eyes and stare at the ceiling. Jon fought valiantly with his northmen by my side and I know his sister-wife Sansa wishes to have the north declared an independent kingdom. I'm uneasy with giving up the northern part of my kingdom though.

"What are your thoughts my sun and stars?" Drogo will be the first ever Dothraki king and I wish to hear his thoughts. I will destroy anyone who dares to take him from me. Drogo pauses in his ministrations and looks into the fire, as if the flames alone will have all the answers.

"I think the north man fought loyally by our side. It would help improve relations if we were to be on good terms with them." Drogo goes against his very upbringing just by discussing this with me. Over the years we have learned lessons from each other and grown into the people we were always meant to be. Drogo has learned to be more diplomatic with how he handles things, no longer just swinging his blade and taking the tongue of anyone who dared question him. I have learned that sometimes a ruler must be harsh and decisive, even if its executing someone. I palm my slight bump and think to the future. Our unborn child needs to grow up in times of peace and prosperity. Drogo notices where my attention has went and he smiles softly at me, before caressing my slight swell.

"I look forward to bringing a new life to this new world we are creating." I pull my foot from his lap and lean down to kiss him soundly on the lips. He grips the back of my head and deepens the kiss, our tongues sliding together. I pull away with a soft hum and he opens his arms for me to slide into his embrace. I snuggle close and breathe in his spicy scent.

"I think the north has earned their freedom. However, I will set up stipulations to keep trade going between us." Drogo nods along and rubs gentle circles on my stiff back. I melt into his arms and purr like a kitten.

"You have my support and my loyalty, always my moon." I close my eyes and envision the world we will create, together.

"I love you my sun and stars." Drogo kisses my brow and I feel the world around me start to slip away.

"I love you moon of my life. Always." Sleep claims my exhausted soul and I dream of the future.