Of Wolves and Northern Dragons

Chapter 11

Sansa Stark

Sansa stood looking at the mirror in her room. Her mother was behind her, braiding her hair up. She looked down at the dress she wore. It took her breath away the first time she had seen it. The thing surely cost more than every piece of clothing in Winterfell. This was something Jaime had laughed off when she brought it up to him. He once again pointed out that she would be the lady of Casterly Rock, and one of the richest families in the realm. She smiled now as she looked at her mother who had stepped away. She had tears in her eyes, and Sansa was quick to embrace her. There had been several more discussions between them in regards to her family. Though she hoped that her mother was beginning to come around.

"You look beautiful my darling." Her mother said, as she took a step back. Sansa spun around once before looking at her mother. "All eyes will be on you, of that I am certain." She said, causing Sansa to smile.

"Thank you mother." Sansa said, before reaching to hug her again. It had taken some time, but her mother had finally come to agree with her on the matter of the marriage. This station would surely allow her to help her family. She would find a way to make this work in their favor. She still had no love for the Lannisters. A sentiment which Sansa shared, although her time with Jaime had eased her mind in terms of their union. A knock at the door caused both her and her mother to turn. It opened slowly and Alaina, one of her ladies came inside.

"My lady it is time." Alaina said before taking her leave.

"Are you ready?" Her mother asked.

"No." She responded simply enough. "Nor do I think I ever will be. But I will do my duty, to protect our family." She said as her mother frowned. They made their way into the hall, and Sansa couldn't help but think back to what her father had said in King's Landing. She remembered when he was preparing them to leave, what a fool she had been to run off. Brave, gentle, and strong he had said her future husband would be. Yet she was still a silly girl caring only for the crown she wished to have. Arriving in the hall, she gasped seeing it decorated so fantastically. She looked around the room at the gathering of lords of the west. She could see the distaste in several of their eyes. No doubt because she the daughter of a traitor was marrying their liege lord and not one of their own daughters. As she finally approached the steps up to the septon, she looked at Jaime Lannister. Her future husband was handsome, there could be no doubt of that. He had cut his hair wearing it short. His beard was neatly trimmed, and the clothes he wore were resplendent. She turned and hugged her mother one last time. Her mother placed a soft kiss on her cheeks. She reached out and took the hand Jaime offered her, coming to stand beside him.

"We are gathered here today in the light of the seven to witness the union of Ser Jaime Lannister and Lady Sansa Stark. " The septon said. "Lady Stark you may remove your maiden cloak." The man said, and so Sansa slowly reached up and undid the pin holding the Stark cloak over her shoulders. Her mother reached up and took it off of her, carefully folding it in her hands. "Now Lord Jaime you may cloak her in your own protection." She watched as lord Tywin stepped forward and handed Jaime a red cloak. The golden Lannister lion stood proudly in the middle of it. Jaime gently brought the cloak around her before fastening it. He smiled down at her shyly, which she returned. It seemed to set him at ease. "You may now join hands." The septon said. She was shocked when she felt him take her hand in his own and raise them up. The septon tied the ribbon around it, before they both knelt down to say the prayers.

"Father, smith, warrior, mother, maiden, crone, stranger, I am his(hers) and he(she) is mine." Sansa said, hearing Jaime say the words as well. They rose together facing the septon. The old man motioned to them both. "With this kiss I pledge my love, and take you for my lord(lady) and husband(wife)." The two said again, looking at each other. The kiss was brief, but she still felt the blush on her face from it.

"Do any here know of any reason these two should not be joined?" The septon asked. Sansa looked around the room, still seeing more than a few disgruntled faces. She wondered if Tywin's glare was the only thing keeping them silent, as she looked to her new good father. "Then I now pronounce you Lord and Lady Lannister, one flesh, one heart, one soul, now and forever." With that the septon bowed to them, and they turned to face those gathered in the hall. Despite the angry lords, the hall still erupted in cheers. Jaime squeezed her hand tighter, as they made their way down the steps towards the great hall where the feast would take place.

First came the gifts, which Sansa quickly realized were mostly trinkets. She was surprised when lord Crakehall gifted her a beautiful white mare, and again when Kevan Lannister gifted her a puppy.

"My lady, it is an Essosi breed of dog, meant to look like a wolf." He had said, bringing tears to her eyes.

"I thank you lord Kevan. She is beautiful and I will always treasure her." Sansa said smiling at the older man. He smiled back at her kindly before smiling at Jaime and walking away. Tyrion also surprised her with the thoughtfulness of his gift.

"I remember how much you like to sew, and looking at your gown anyone can see you are quite skilled at it. I would humbly ask that you make something for me, my lady." He said with a bow, before pointing at what must have been twenty reams of fabric. She looked to see Jaime smiling at his brother.

"My lord I would be happy to make something for you." She said smiling at him. Once the rest of the gifts were done, food began to arrive. Conversation was easy with her mother, and with lord Tyrion. She even turned to talk with her husband from time to time. Several lords also came forth to give them well wishes. Although her mood did sour some when she heard one lord bring up possible betrothals for her and Jaime's children.

"Perhaps we shall wait until the children are born, before we start making plans for them." Jaime had said. The lord merely bowed at that point and was gone soon after. Soon enough dessert was arriving, and Sansa was overjoyed to see lemon cakes on one of the trays. Jaime reached out and took one holding it for her. She leaned forward to take a bite, savoring the flavor. She watched as Jaime placed several more on her plate, before taking a bite of one himself. He quickly put the cake down, and drank his entire glass of wine.

"Are they not to your liking my lord?" She asked between laughs.

"I fear not my lady, I've never been one for tart things." He said back, before grimacing as she took another bite. Once she had swallowed the bite she smiled at him.

"Well then it's a good thing your house is rich enough for more than one kind of dessert. It would be most unfair if I got to enjoy my lemon cakes and my lord husband had nothing." She said before taking another bite to emphasize her point. Jaime merely laughed at her words before taking an apple tart and eating it.

Soon the tables were moved to make room for dancing, musicians came in and began to play. Sansa was surprised when Jaime rose and offered her his hand. Together they walked to the floor and began to dance. They shared several songs before lord Kevan asked for a dance with her. Jaime nodded to his uncle handing her off to the older man. She danced with him for two songs before Jaime reappeared. Three more songs she danced with him, and then they made their way back to the high table. It was then that she saw Tyrion looking dejected at the dancing. She pulled Jaime's hand to get him to stop before she whispered in his ear.

"My lord would you mind if I danced with your brother?" She asked him, causing Jaime to look at her with a smile. He leaned down and kissed her again, before smiling at her.

"My lady I would be honored if you would." With that they approached the table, Jaime returned to his seat and began discussing something with her mother. Or at least trying to, given her mother's withering looks towards the man. She came across from where Tyrion sat, placing her hand on top of his.

"My lord would you join me for a dance?" She asked, having to suppress a laugh at the surprised look on his face.

"Why of course my lady." He responded before standing up and coming around the table to her. The dance with Tyrion was far less awkward than she expected it to be, and she found him to be quite entertaining. His quick wit making her laugh on multiple occasions. Once the song ended, he escorted her back to the table. No sooner had she sat down, than one of the lords shouted about the bedding ceremony. She paled instantly,as the crowd erupted in cheers. Before she knew what was happening, she was lifted from her seat. She could feel hands on her, as they tried to remove her dress.

"That is enough of that." She heard the voice of her unlikely savior. She turned to see Tywin approaching. "Take her to the rooms, but there will be none of this nonsense." He said, earning a few grumbles from some of the lords. She mouthed thank you to the old lion, although the man merely turned and walked away. Once she was dropped off at what she could only assume was Jaime's rooms, she walked to the table and filled a glass of wine. Drinking it quickly, she jumped when she heard his voice. Turning to see him mostly fully dressed, she let out a sigh of relief.

"I am glad to see you here unharmed." He said smiling as he held up one of the glasses. She filled it for him before refilling her own. He sat down, placing his glass on the table before he began to take off his boots. She shivered knowing what came next, although she had no desire to go through with it. She drank the second glass of wine, before walking to the bed. She turned her back to him as she began to undo the laces of her dress. She stopped when she felt his hand on hers. "My lady there is no need for that." He said, it was then she felt the tears run down her face.

"But it is my duty to my husband, and it is your right as such." She said with a trembling voice.

"I am well aware of that, my lady. But I told you, you would be under my protection. I will not force you to do this if it is not something you wish." She turned to face him as he walked back to the table. She watched him refill his cup before taking a drink.

"And what if I never wish it?" She asked, waiting for him to say he would take her at some point. Instead he merely raised his glass to her.

"Then so my watch begins." He said with a smirk before drinking the rest of the glass. She let out a small laugh before walking to join him at the table. The rest of the night was spent in pleasant conversation, and when she woke the next morning she was surprised to find herself in the bed. She looked to see him snoring on one of the couches, and smiled at him. Walking over she gently nudged him to wake him up. Groggily he sat up looking at her smiling.

"Good morning my lord." She said earning a smile from him in return.

"Good morning my lady." He said rising from the couch, he reached for the jug of water, and filled them each a cup.

"Perhaps we should go break our fast my lord. It must be well past midday by now." She said causing him to stand and walk to one of the windows.

"So it would seem. But first we must quiet anyone who would wish to prove we didn't consummate the marriage." He said walking towards the bed. Sansa sat up straighter, wondering if he had forgotten what he said the night before. She watched as he rolled up his pant leg until it was above his knee. He then took a small knife from his belt and pressed it to his skin. Once he had drawn blood he moved his leg on the bed leaving a small streak of blood. She came and knelt before him then wrapping the small cut, and rolling his pant leg back down.

"Thank you my lord." She said before kissing him on the cheek. Once he had put his boots back on, she went into one of the adjoined rooms and changed into a clean dress. They then made their way together to the main hall.

Daenerys Targaryen

She could hear the screaming from the citizens as catapults continued to fire on her city. Smoke rose from several buildings, as she looked out from the pyramid. Ser Jorah stood with her, while Ser Barristan led the defenses on the wall. As another boulder landed at the base of the pyramid, she decided she had had enough.

"Ser Jorah, come with me." She ordered, as she left the room.

"Your grace it is not safe for you out here." Jorah said from behind her. She would not be swayed however, and continued her march. Approaching the gates after some time, she saw Ser Barristan coming down to meet her.

"Your grace, an envoy from the masters has come to parlay." He said looking toward the gates.

"Ser Jorah began moving the people to the pyramid. I want them all inside where it is safe." She ordered causing Jorah to bow before rushing away. "The meeting will serve no point. How long until they breach the gates afterwards?" She asked Barristan. She looked at the gates, noting they were already splintered and failing in some areas.

"I would say another hour at most your grace. The walls are strong, so their catapults have no effect. However once the gate is breached I fear the city is lost. We don't have the men to defend the city." The old knight said, as they walked towards the gate.

"Then we must give Ser Jorah as much time as we can." She said before giving the command to open the gate. The doors began to swing out, and two dozen unsullied lined up in front of her. They marched out towards the group of men waiting in front of the city. All three were finely dressed, and well kept, no doubt masters from the other cities of the bay. Finally coming to a stop across the way from the masters, Daenerys looked them over along with their guards. It was then she noticed one of them was rather short compared to the others. The guard who was towards the back raised a single finger to their mouth, causing her to smirk. It seemed she had a wolf among her enemies.

"Daenērys Targāryen se sīr brōztagon dāria hen Meereen. (Daenerys Targaryen the so called queen of Mereen.)" One of the men said stepping forward. She looked him up and down, before smiling at him.

"Iksā pirta. Iksan se drēje dāria hen bisa oktion. (You are wrong. I am the true Queen of this city.)" She answered back earning snickers from the men.

"Iksi kesīr naejot ȳdragon aōha obūljarion. (We are here to discuss your surrender.)" A second man said stepping forward. He was not quite as well dressed as the other two, a small beard on his face.

"Sȳz pār ȳdragon. (Fine then talk.)" She said back, earning a disgruntled snort from the first man. He walked towards her, causing her guards to raise their spears. She turned to them and raised her hand, they all lowered their weapons again.

"Īlon jiōragotan ao iā iderennon naejot henujagon bisa oktion istin. Ao woleda emagon geptot lēda iā mentyr se aōha azantyr rȳ aōha arlī. (We offered you a choice to leave this city once. You would have left with a fleet and your army at your back.)" He said waving his hand out to the bay. She could see the ships also launching flaming boulders into her city. "Sir kesā henujagon va deks. Hae se mijegindita dāria iksā." (Now you will leave on foot like the beggar queen you are.)" He took another step towards her, motioning at her guards. "Se dovaogēdy mazēdā kessa sagon liortan naejot se eglije cobrisa. tolvie tolie vala isse se oktion kessa sagon dīnagon naejot morghon, se tolie liortan naejot se eglije cobrisa. Se ābrar se riñar kessa mirre sagon liortan naejot se eglije cobrisa. Se lī zaldrīzoti gōvilagon se pyramid kessa sagon ossēntan, pōja remains jāre naejot se eglije cobrisa. (The unsullied you took will be sold to the highest bidder. every other man in the city will be put to death, the others sold to the highest bidder. The women and children will all be sold to the highest bidder. And those dragons beneath the pyramid will be killed, their remains going to the highest bidder.)" The man turned and walked back to the others.

"Kesīr issi ñuha ertermas syt aōha obūljarion. (Here are my terms for your surrender.)" Daenerys said stepping forward. The men turned and laughed at her. She expected as much though. She found herself smiling back at them despite it. "Mirre hen aōha lōgor sir sytilībagon naejot nyke. Kesā jikagon arlī naejot aōha oktion se ivestragon zirȳ Daenērys Targārien iksis sir pōja dāria. Mirre buzdari issi naejot sagon mazilībagon dāez. Mirre āeksio qilōni jurnegon syt dorostirih kessa sagon dīnagon naejot morghon. Isse gorduono kesan rual jeme naejot henujagon bisa dīnagon glaesagon. Mirre yn mēre hen ao, pār ao pryjatan aōha udir se nābēmagon ñuha oktion. (All of your ships now belong to me. You will go back to your cities and tell them Daenerys Targaryen is now their queen. All slaves are to be set free. Any masters who look for revenge will be put to death. In exchange I will allow you all to leave this place alive. All but one of you, since you broke your word and attacked my city.)" Again the men laughed at her, she merely smiled at them though. The first man stepped forward again gesturing back to his ships.

"Istis sagon qopsa naejot shifang aōha arlie ñuhoso hen ābrar. (It must be hard to come to terms with your new way of life." He said, chuckling as he reached her. "Iksā daor dāria dombo. Nyke lioragon ao lo ao ȳdra daor henujagon sir riña. (You are no queen anymore. I'll sell you if you don't leave now girl.)" Daenerys glared at the man, as he turned and walked away. "Emā mēre hurd naejot iderēbagon. Tolī bona se oktion iksis īlvon se emilā keskydoso vējes hae se tolie. (You have one hour to choose. After that the city is ours and you will have the same fate as the others.)" She turned to walk back towards the city before looking over her shoulder, at the shorter guard.

"Ossēnagon bony gō ao māzigon isse. (Kill that one before you come in.)" She ordered, watching as the guard dropped his sword. He pulled two knives out burying them in the throats of the man on either side of him. He rolled under the swing of another guard picking his sword back up. He ran to the master burying the blade in his gut, before running with Daenerys and the others into the gate before it closed. She looked at Barristan who drew his sword at the guard who came in with them.

"Was that acceptable for you, your grace?" A feminie voice asked before, the guard peeled his face off. Before them stood Arya Stark, a large smirk on her face.

"Yes that was most enjoyable. I found that man insufferable." Daenerys said back, turning to Ser Barristan. The sound of a ram smashing into the gate began then. "Gather the men and have them form a defensive position one hundred yards away from the gate." She ordered him only to receive a concerned look.

"Your grace if we allow them to make it that far into the gate they'll be able to spread out and overtake us." He said to her, seeing her smirk at him.

"I'm counting on it Ser." She said walking past him. It was then he saw the dragons waiting on the tops of buildings. "Drogon." She said causing the largest one to land before her. She climbed up his shoulder, sitting down at the base of his neck. "Once they have breached the gate I will wait for as many of them to come in as possible. My children will burn as many as we can, before going to deal with the ships." She said before the large dragon climbed back up the side of the building, laying low and out of sight. She could hear Ser Barristan marshalling the men. Unsullied in front and the freeman levees behind. The gate creaked and groaned as the ram smashed into it again and again.

Soon the gate burst open, and she heard the shouts of the men pouring into her city. She looked up Drogon's back seeing the men spreading out and approaching her own forces. She waited until they were halfway to Ser Barristan and the others, before she leaned into Drogon again.

"Sōvegon. (Fly.)" She said, causing Drogon to roar as he took off from the roof. Viserion and Rhaegal following close behind. She saw the invaders slow to a stop, all of them looking up at her children. "Dracarys." She commanded, and all three unleashed torrents of flames on her enemies. The screams of panic and pain filled the air, as they flew closer to the gate bathing them all in fire. Once they were over it, they continued to rain flames onto the attacking army. She then turned them towards the ships in the bay, all three of her children drenching them in fire as they flew through the fleet. She would leave some of them to be sure, but first she needed to get them to stop attacking her city. Once the front two lines of ships were fully engulfed in flames she flew above them in a circle as she shouted down at them.

"Keligon nābēmagon ñuha oktion. Dohaeragon nyke se nyke ivestragī ao glaesagon. (Stop attacking my city. Serve me and I'll let you live.)" She said, noticing how they immediately stopped firing on her city. With that done she turned and flew back over the army invading. It seemed most had turned and run away, however she made out where the masters were. Drogon landed in the midst of their camp, Viserion and Rhaegal landing on either side of them.

"Sir pāsan īlin ȳdragon nūmāzma aōha obūljarion. (Now I believe we were talking about your surrender.)" She said as both men fell to their knees. She looked at them before speaking again. "Nyke gīmigon nyke ossēntan mēre hen ao gō, yn nyke pendagon bony tolī morghūlis. (I know I killed one of you before, but I think that one more must die.)" No sooner had she said it, then the more finely dressed lord shoved the other one forward. The man with the beard trembled and bowed down before her.

"Ossēnagon zirȳla. Issa sepār iā gō āzma. (Kill him. He is just a low born.)" The man said, looking at the cowering man.

"Dracarys." She said, and Drogon bathed the first man in flames. She then turned to the bearded man. "Jikagon arlī naejot aōha lenton. Ivestragon zirȳ ao glaesagon ondoso se dārōñe hen aōha arlie dāria. Ivestragon zirȳ skoros massitas skori ao angered se Muña Zaldrīzoti, Daenērys Targāryen. Ivestragon zirȳ bona jeme dohaeragon nyke sir. (Go back to your home. Tell them you live by the grace of your new queen. Tell them what happened when you angered the mother of dragons, Daenerys Targaryen. Tell them that you all serve me now.)" She commanded. The man rose and bowed to her before running away with the rest of his men.

Arya Stark

She stood beside Ser Barristan as Daenerys unleashed the dragon fire on their attackers. She was in awe of the destruction they wrought on the field. Once she had flown out of the city, Barristan raised his sword and charged to the gate. Arya followed behind the old knight, as they poured out. Again she was struck by all the fire, but they did not stop. They reached the first line of enemy soldiers who had escaped burning alive. She thrust needle through the throat of the closest man, before spinning out of the way of another's sword. She looked to her left in time to see a man approaching Barristan from behind. Reaching to her back she pulled one of her daggers and launched it at his assailant. Barristan turned at the gurgling sound the man made. He turned to her and nodded before carving another man's head from his shoulders.

Grey Worm came up beside her, his shield raised. Arya was shocked when he thrust his spear forward, killing a man who had come up behind her. She nodded to him before turning and rejoining the fight. The battle was fierce, and she continued to dance her way through her opponents. She dodged another swipe, before tripping the man and slashing his throat with another dagger. It didn't take long for the enemy to begin retreating. The sight of the dragons coming back from the bay surely filling them with even more dread. Soon they were making their way back towards the city. Arriving at the gate Daenerys stood waiting for them.

"Turgo Nudha jiōragon lanta ampā dovaogēdy syt nyke. Kessi kipagon naejot Astapor, qarth, se Yunkai naejot iepagon pōja obūljarion. (Grey worm get twelve unsullied for me. They will ride to Astapor, Qarth, and Yunkai to ask for their surrender.)" Daenerys said to him. He turned to walk away but stopped and turned back to Daenerys.

"Se lo pōnta should ivestragon daor? (And if they should say no?" Grey Worm asked her, earning a smirk from her and Daenerys.

"Perzys Ānogār. Ivestragon zirȳ Perzys Ānogār. (Fire and blood. Tell them fire and blood.)" Grey Worm nodded and left to complete his task. "Now I believe we must plan how to rebuild the city." Daenerys said as she began to walk towards the great pyramid. Ser Barristan and Arya followed behind her.

Olenna Tyrell

Sitting in her solar, Olenna was not looking forward to tomorrow. Tomorrow Margaery and Loras would be leaving to go to Pentos. They were going to stay at the manse of Illyrio Mopatis. She remembered the man having met him once ages ago at court. Varys however swore that he was an ally in their cause, so Olenna would allow it for now. At the moment she was waiting for the queen to arrive. She had been surprised when the awful soman had asked to meet with her, but propriety demanded she humor the woman.

"My lady, queen Cersei has just arrived." One of the guards said. Olenna merely nodded at the man, and he quickly left to let the queen in.

"Your grace." She said not rising from her seat. It seemed to irk Cersei, so she made no move to stand up.

"Lady Olenna, you look as willful as ever." Cersei said, causing Olenna to chuckle.

"You'll find at my age being willful is about as much as you can hope for my queen." She replied. She watched as a serving girl approached and filled Cersei's cup. "To what do I owe the honor of your visit?" She asked, as Cersei took a long drink.

"Oh it's an honor now is it?" Cersei said raising her cup for a refill.

"Well you are the queen, so any time you spend with us lowly lords and ladies is surely to be viewed as an honor." She answered smirking at the other woman.

"I've heard tale that your granddaughter will be leaving us." Cersei said, as Olenna reached for a piece of cheese.

"Indeed she is my queen. After the nasty business between his grace and Loras, I thought it best if they took some time away." She said before taking a bite of the cheese.

"The nastiness? You mean when your grandson assaulted his king?" Cersei demanded as she rose from her seat.

"Oh do sit down." she said, earning a disgruntled huff from Cersei. "Yes Loras beat your son into the ground, but only after he insulted Loras and Margaery." Cersei stared at her angrily.

"My son would never." Cersei started to say, before she cut her off.

"Your son absolutely would. The boy has no concern for his actions, if I recall there was an incident where he cut open a pregnant cat and brought the kittens into the throne room." She said smiling at Cersei's shocked face. "Did he not also call lady Sansa to court on numerous occasions to have her beaten for her brother's successes? Was it not him who went against your wishes and had Eddard Stark beheaded? You know the event that truly caused this whole war in the first place?" Cersei threw her glass on the ground, shattering it.

"I will not stand for this." Cersei fumed before storming from the room. Olenna watched her leave before chuckling when the door closed. Once she was gone Olenna called one of the guards to fetch Margaery and Loras. She sat for a while, waiting for them to arrive. Margaery came in and kissed her cheek before both of them sat down at the table.

"Are you both ready to go?" Olenna asked them. They both nodded in response, "Good you will be leaving tomorrow for Pentos. From there you will travel on once I've received word that it is safe for you." She explained.

"I'm excited to spend the time in Pentos and see the new things grandmother." Margaery said, a large smile clear on her face.

"Loras it will be your job to protect your sister." She said as Loras smiled.

"I will make sure she is well protected grandmother." He responded, resting his hand on the hilt of his sword. She reached into her desk pulling out three letters. She looked at the names on them handing two to Margaery, and the third to Loras.

"You will keep these close to you. Do not open them until you are on the boat, and make sure you burn them once you have read them." She ordered, seeing the confused look on Margaery's face.

"Grandmother what about the one with no name?" Her sweet rose asked.

"You will know who to give that to and when after you've read your own letter my sweet." She said before standing up. "Now give your grandmother a hug before she goes to bed. I'll see you both in the morning before you depart." She said embracing Margaery first. She then turned to Loras and wrapped her arms around him as well. "I know you both will make me proud, and help our family grow strong." With that they both turned and left the room. Once they were gone, she made her way to her bed.

END

Woohoo, another new chapter in the books. I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. We'll go back to Winterfell next week. After that we'll see where else we go. Sansa and Jaime are wed, so we'll see how that affects things in the west and beyond. Marge and Loras are off to Pentos and beyond. Daenerys has defended Mereen, and now looks to the rest of slaver's bay again. As always thank you guys for continuing to read, I hope that you will continue to enjoy the story. Keep coming with the comments, I love to read them. Until next week, y'all stay safe see you next time.

Jean d'arc: Welcome back, and thanks for the comment. I'm glad you enjoyed the part with Sansa and Catelyn. It's really fun writing them together in this story, and I think they are good to have around each other. Arya and Dany are so much fun to have together. I think that they will work well together and keep each other grounded. It's great seeing what they can do together. As far as the letters, I really wanted to try and convey that they truly thought they were in the right. They had tried to tell people, but it didn't end up working out. It was also a way to help push Jon towards being king. He still has a lot to learn since he did most of that learning in the Night's Watch. He didn't join them in this story so he is already at a disadvantage, but he will continue to find more people who will help him along on the path. As always I appreciate your commenting, and I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Kmhappybunny240: I'm glad you liked the letters to Jon. I probably wrote each of those damn things ten times each before I was happy with them. If you liked Arya last chapter I think you'll enjoy this one as well. As far as Sansa and Jaime goes, yes she certainly got an upgrade. I've always thought Jaime was far more honorable than people gave him credit for. Especially once you remove Cersei from the equation. So now with Sansa it'll be fun to see character growth in him that the show just shit all over in the final season.

Marcialhd: Have no fear I think I have come to a decision on Jon. Him and Dany will not end up together, although there will be some fun interactions when they first meet.

Guest: I love Sansa. While it's true the show in general kind of shit the bed with all of them, I think they did her a great disservice. I understand what you are saying though, even Catelyn is still wary of her daughters actions. I won't say a lot about the Starks due to spoilers but I hope you continue to enjoy the story.

I.C.2014: I'm glad you like it, and I hope you enjoy this chapter too.