Dany's council and Shireen's council came together to discuss their next moves. Among the party were Tohru, Lucoa, Shouta, Missandei, Grey Worm, Yara, Theon, Tyrion, Varys, Fafnir, Davos, and Melisandre.

Melisandre was staring at Dany, which made not only Dany but everyone at the table uncomfortable. Finally, Dany addressed her. "I'm sorry. I don't think we've met yet," Dany said.

"Oh, I'm sorry," said Shireen. "This is Melisandre. She lived here with my family. She's a Red Priestess."

"I've heard of the Red Priests and Priestesses," said Dany, "but I'm sorry to say my religious education has been pretty limited to the Dothraki."

"That's a shame," said Melisandre, "because the Red Priests have been very interested in you."

"Oh, hey, weren't we stopped by one in Meereen?" Lucoa asked Tohru.

"I think you're right," said Tohru. "She said Dany was..." Her blood started to boil, and she locked eyes with Fafnir. Fafnir realized that Tohru knew.

"Azor Ahai," said Melisandre. "The Princess that was Promised. But I've come to believe that title belongs to Fafnir."

"You're wrong," said Tohru.

"No, I know what you're thinking, but you see, the prophecy is actually gender neutral," Melisandre started.

"No," said Tohru. "That's the last thing I care about. Melsandre, you must know by now that Fafnir is a dragon."

"Yes, this is known," said Melisandre.

"I'm a dragon too, as is Lucoa," said Tohru. "And we all know Azor Ahai. If he's the same Azor Ahai, then he's not good."

"Fafnir has given me this speech already," said Melisandre. "I don't know what happened to you in your past world, but I have seen the visions in the fire. My R'hllor is not your Azor Ahai."

"He shows you what he wants you to see," said Fafnir through gritted teeth.

"I'm sorry, but is this relevant?" Tyrion groaned.

"It is," said Melisandre, "because in the flames, I have seen Dany triumphant against the Great Other."

"The Great Other?" Tyrion repeated.

"The one who opposes life," said Melisandre. "He brings endless winter and darkness to the world, and he approaches."

Tyrion looked at the dragons. "Do you know this Great Other?"

"No," said Fafnir. "Sounds like nonsense to me."

"He is very real, and R'hllor has chosen his champions," said Melisandre. "Dany and Jon Snow."

"Jon Snow?" Theon asked.

"Interesting," said Tyrion. "Now why would this so-called god be so interested in the bastard son of Eddard Stark?"

"It is not our place to question the Lord of Light," said Melisandre. "But isn't it interesting that these dragons from another world appeared beside each of them at about the same time?"

Tohru and Fafnir shook their heads. "Fafnir came because I went to him to borrow some gold for a poetic execution," said Tohru. "He heard about this world and wanted to check it out himself, but he missed the mark when he tried to come to me and ended up with this Jon. That's all."

"That's all," Melisandre repeated. "Haven't you been here long enough to know 'that's all' is never the case?"

"We're wasting time," said Tyrion. "Our concern is not in the North. Our concern is-"

"Woah, hold up," said Fafnir. "Our concern is very much in the North. You know about the White Walkers, right?"

Tyrion raised an eyebrow at him. "This is just a story."

"It is not," said Fafnir. "I saw them."

"You saw White Walkers?" Tyrion repeated.

"Yes, and they were absolutely terrifying," said Fafnir.

Tohru and Lucoa made faces. Fafnir wasn't afraid of anything. "What is this, now?" Lucoa asked.

"They're basically ice zombies," said Fafnir.

Tohru and Lucoa laughed. "Oh, Fafnir, stop," said Tohru. "You've been reading too much manga."

"This is not a joke!" Fafnir cried. His force startled the entire table. "I breathed fire on them, and they didn't burn."

Tohru looked at Dany. Dany's face was more confused than ever. "Tell me more about Jon Snow," said Dany. "He's the King of the North now, right?"

"Correct," said Varys.

Dany looked a Shireen. "You said that Jon Snow was your ally?"

"Yes, Jon took us in when he was the Lord Commander of the Night's Watch. We helped him take Winterfell back from Ramsay Bolton," said Shireen.

"You helped him," Dany repeated bitterly. "You realize that as an independent kingdom, the North is naturally an enemy."

"Enemy? Oh no, the Starks are not like that," said Shireen. "They don't like Cersei either. They will help you."

"Unfortunately, Shireen, it's not that simple," Davos said. "Dany has come to conquer all of Westeros, as I understand. The North included."

"Oh," said Shireen. "You want Jon Snow to bend the knee, like I did."

"He's either with me or against me," said Dany.

"Jon is my good friend," said Shireen. "We didn't know you then. Things were different. Dany, you must meet him. I think you would like each other."

"I want to meet this King in the North," said Dany. "I will write to him and invite him here."


As days went by, Shireen and Dany became friends. Shireen graciously allowed Dany to sit on her throne. "I kind of hate it, anyways," said Shireen. "It's not at all comfortable."

"I have learned that there is nothing comfortable about being a ruler," said Dany. She positioned herself on the throne.

"I'm nervous about carrying the House of Baratheon," said Shireen. "It's so easy when there's no one." She laughed uncomfortably.

"I'm so sorry about your parents," said Dany. "May I ask what happened?"

"We were going to the Wall," said Shireen. "I don't even remember why. But we ended up getting caught up in a big battle between the Night's Watch and the wildlings." She took a deep breath. "All I remember was screaming, and a horde of women ran through us with spears, and just like that, they were gone."

"Women," Dany repeated. "You don't mean..." She looked around. A Valkyrie or two always hung around the doors, especially wherever the Lady Shireen was.

"No, I do," said Shireen. "It was a mistake."

Dany was stunned. "When I was overseas, all I wanted was revenge on the people who killed my parents. How could you ever...?"

"Oh, don't get me wrong," said Shireen. "I was furious at first, and so was Ser Davos. Ser Davos fought Fafnir over it, and Fafnir won, and then...Fafnir spared Davos so that I wouldn't be alone. That's when I knew he really was sorry. It's funny. Fafnir is both the worst and best thing that's ever happened to me."

"He feels indebted to you," said Dany. She smiled. "Amazing creatures, aren't they, these dragons?"

"Why don't Drogon, Viserion, and Rhaegal turn into people?" asked Shireen.

"That's a good question," said Dany. "Kanna was able to speak to them. Tohru said that a dragon needs to attain a certain level of prestige to gain the kind of powers she and Fafnir have. Or they may have extremely powerful parents. There may still be time for my children yet."

"Once you become queen, I'm sure they will," said Shireen. "They'll have the most powerful mother possible."

Their conversation was interrupted when Tohru and Fafnir opened the castle doors. "Queen Daenerys," they said. "Jon Snow is here."

Shireen squealed in excitement. She ran out with the dragons to receive him. He brought nobody with him. Dany sat on the edge of her seat when he followed her knights (for as Shireen had pledged to her, Fafnir was now pledged to her) into the throne room. She laughed internally at the similarity between Jon and Fafnir's expressions, let alone their pale skin and dark hair. She also couldn't help but notice, as she had when she met Fafnir, that Jon is very handsome.

Shireen gave Jon another hug before leaving the throne room. This was between Jon and Dany. Tohru and Fafnir remained, though, standing on either side of Dany. "Jon Snow, may I present Daenerys Targaryen, Queen of the Andals, the Rhoynar, and the First Men, Protector of the Seven Kingdoms, Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea, Breaker of Chains, Mother of Dragons, the Unburnt!" Tohru announced.

"Queen Dany," said Fafnir. "I present Jon Snow, formerly Lord Maid Jon Snow and former Commander of the Night's Watch, the Resurrected, Lover of Wildlings, Knower of Nothing, Emo Dreamboat..."

"Enough, Fafnir," Jon said. His tone was annoyed, but his eyes said otherwise. "Thank you."

"King of the North," Fafnir finished.

"Well, Jon Snow," said Dany. "I've heard much about you."

Jon hadn't heard much about Dany. He evaded the issue. "I must say I was shocked to hear of your arrival, let alone that the Lady Shireen and my best friend here were now in your service."

"I've also acquired the Ironborn, House Martell, and House Tyrell to my cause," said Dany. "It is my hope that you have come to bend the knee as well."

"Not quite," said Jon. "Though I was very honored to be invited here. You see, the North is no longer concerned about the goings on in King's Landing. We have turned our attention to a greater cause-"

"I'm very aware that you have seceded from Westeros under the Lannister rule," said Dany. "I also know that Torrhen Stark once bent the knee to my ancestors, and our alliance brought great prosperity to the Seven Kingdoms."

"Until it didn't," said Jon. "You must also be aware that your more recent ancestors terrorized this country, sparking a bloody rebellion. The North remembers, Dany. They will not willingly bow to another Targaryen."

Dany chose her words carefully. "It has been a great pleasure since arriving here to get to know the Lady Shireen. As you know, Jon Snow, my and her recent ancestors were the bitterest of enemies. Yet here we are. We came to the agreement that we could not blame each other for the sins of our fathers."

"I am pleased that Shireen has found an ally in you," said Jon. "It would be wrong of anyone to judge you by your last name. Allow me to apologize on behalf of my family for your hardships."

Dany hung her head. "Well, I realize that we were not innocent. I apologize as well."

"Thank you," said Jon. "Now let me explain my purpose in coming here. There is a war coming that is greater than any war ever fought for a throne. This is a war for life itself. An army of the dead is marching on Westeros as we speak, lead by a formidable king. The North cannot hold back this army alone. We must put aside our differences if we are to defeat him. If we do not, there will be no kingdom left for you, or I, to rule. There will be nothing but death and darkness and endless winter."

Dany couldn't help herself from rolling her eyes. "All this I have heard already from Fafnir."

"Fafnir and I have both come face to face with the Night King," said Jon. "If Fafnir has already filled you in, then you must know how dire this is."

"Jon, since I was married to Khal Drogo in the Great Dothraki Sea, I have done nothing but fight for my life and my dream to build a better world for everyone," said Dany. "I cannot do that with the Lannisters on the Iron Throne."

"The Iron Throne will be irrelevant when the Night King's armies come," said Jon.

"If I may," said Tohru, "I believe you have common interests on both accounts. Jon, why not join us in defeating Cersei? I understand that the Lannisters have greatly wronged your family. We can make quick work in defeating them, and then turn our attention to your Night King."

"We don't have time for that," said Jon. "You don't understand. This entire world will freeze to death."

"You realize that as self-proclaimed King of an independent Kingdom, you are my enemy," Dany snapped.

At that moment, Varys stepped into the room. "Apologies," he said with a bow. "Dany, I have urgent news."

"Umm, okay," said Dany, flustered. "Tohru, make a room for Jon. He can stay for now." She rushed off with Varys.

When the door had closed behind her, Tohru scowled at Fafnir. "Jon, would you mind stepping outside for a second? I need to have a few words with Ser Fafnir," Tohru said coldly.

Jon bowed awkwardly, and a couple Valkyries ushered him out. Fafnir glared at Tohru. As soon as the door closed behind Jon, they let go:

"YOUR HUMAN IS IMPOSSIBLE!" they shouted simultaneously.

"She's the Queen!" Tohru whined.

"He just met her! He's not going to pledge away his entire Kingdom that he just reclaimed to some waif that washed up on the shore!" Fafnir said.

"She is not 'some waif,' she is the Queen. She is your Queen, Fafnir. You're pledged to her by proxy," said Tohru.

"Shireen had no other options," said Fafnir. "Jon has a Kingdom to protect. When the Night King comes over the Wall..."

"Stahhhhhp," said Tohru. "If I hear any more references to an Ice Apocalypse, I'm going to lose my mind!"

"Well if I hear 'bend the knee' one more time, I'm going to lose my mind!"

Shireen came through the door as Fafnir and Tohru were literally butting heads. "Oh no," said Shireen. "What happened? Where's Jon? Do they like each other?" Then she squealed in delight. "Do they like like each other?"

"NO!" Tohru and Fafnir snapped.

"Oh," said Shireen. "Did Jon leave?"

"He's outside," said Tohru. Shireen wasted no time in running out the door to talk to him.

"We can put him up in my room," said Fafnir.

"You guys can wear the tinfoil hats together," said Tohru. She sighed. "Fafnir, if this doesn't work out, and Jon and Dany do become enemies..."

Fafnir's eyes softened. "Let's hope it doesn't come to that."

"You'd go with him," Tohru clarified.

"I pledged to protect Shireen," said Fafnir. "But, she is well protected now." He smirked. "Six dragons against none, now that just wouldn't be fair, would it?"

Tohru laughed. "Seven," she said. "Kanna is still out there with Ser Jorah, remember?"

"Good gods," said Fafnir. "What have we done to this world?"

"You know, I'm not sure it would have been all that different without us," said Tohru.

"It's a little absurd, though, isn't it? Us getting all wrapped up in this," said Fafnir.

Tohru shrugged. "We changed in Japan," she said.

"And I'm changing still," said Fafnir. "I really want this to end well for them."

"So do I," said Tohru. She extended her hand. "Friends?"

"Friends," Fafnir agreed, shaking Tohru's hand. "But, Dany is being a bitch."

"She's got a lot on her plate," said Tohru. "Go get your boy. I'll see what's going on with her and Varys."


Dany was in tears. Tyrion and Varys stepped out when Tohru entered the council room, leaving her along with Dany. "What happened?" Tohru asked. Dany was gazing out the window forlornly.

"Oh, Tohru," Dany said. "We've been attacked."

"Attacked?" Tohru asked. She looked around. She looked out the window. Everything seemed fine. Then a pit formed in her stomach when she realized what wasn't there. The portion of the Iron Fleet that Yara commanded under Dany's banners had left yesterday for Dorne. "The Greyjoys," she said.

"The Greyjoys," Dany repeated.

"Yara?" Tohru asked.

Dany gulped. "The report is...all are either dead or captured."

Tears began to gush out of Tohru's eyes. Dany wrapped her arms around Tohru. "I ...don't know why I'm crying," said Tohru.

"What do you mean? You and Yara..."

"We were just having fun," said Tohru. "There was nothing...nothing like I had with Miss Kobayashi."

"It's still something," said Dany. "I liked her too, Tohru. She was an incredible ally."

"She's not dead," Tohru said. "She can't be. She's too strong. And she's too valuable to Euron."

"She's valuable to all of us," said Dany.

"She's coming back," said Tohru. "I know it."

The two sat in that room together and watched the sunset, arms wrapped around each other.


Fafnir brought Jon up to his room. Jon saw the bunk beds and laughed. "Just like the barracks at Castle Black," said Jon.

"You didn't like me so much then," said Fafnir.

"You didn't like anyone," said Jon.

"Not true," said Fafnir. "I liked you from the very beginning."

"You had a funny way of showing it," said Jon.

"I try to kill everyone I respect upon meeting," said Fafnir. "It's just in my nature." He reached under his mattress and tossed a manga at Jon.

Jon scanned the front and laughed. "Oh gods, it's volume 63!"

"Knock yourself out," said Fafnir. "But not, you know, when I'm in the room."

"So tell me truthfully," said Jon as he took the bottom bunk, "what do you think of this Dany?"

Fafnir jumped effortlessly to the top bunk. "She is good to Shireen," said Fafnir. "If she were not, there'd be no Dany to discuss."

"And this Tohru, she is a dragon like you?" Jon clarified.

"Yes, and Lucoa and Kanna," said Fafnir.

"Gods," said Jon. "She has that many of you? And I intimidated Ramsay with just one. Imagine, three, no four, no...seven dragons!"

"It's really not a matter of if but when she conquers this place," said Fafnir. "I mean, I can easily take one dragon, but six, phew, I wouldn't say this earlier, but, if that's the case, you're toast, buddy."

"Wait, what are you saying?" Jon asked.

"I'm not telling you to bend the knee," said Fafnir. "But, I wouldn't want to be Dany's enemy when the time comes."

"But we both know that won't matter," said Jon, "when the Night King comes."

"I don't know how to convince them of that," said Fafnir. "We're the only ones who have seen it."

"I know," said Jon. "Fafnir?"

"Yes, Jon?"

"Whose side are you really on?"

"Why, Jon, don't be silly. You heard Melisandre. I am Azor Ahai. I am the Warrior of Light. I'm on whatever side keeps us alive," said Fafnir.

Jon chuckled. "Goodnight, Azor Ahai."

Fafnir closed his eyes. Yes, goodnight, you scaly old bastard, he thought.