"Muña?" She hesitantly knocked on the door of her mother's solar, still a little weary every time she approached her. Rhaella and Aemon had just finished their lessons and her brother had gone to train with Jon.

"Yes?" Rhaella opened the door and concern flashed across Daenerys' face before being replaced by a hopeful expression. "What is it, sweetling?"

"Can we talk? I don't want to be around swords right now. Not after…"

"Of course. I'll always be here to talk to you." She got up and pulled two chairs around her table close together.

Rhaella sat in one of them, a little relieved she wouldn't have to spend the afternoon alone. Daenerys reached over to tuck Rhaella's hair behind her ear before withdrawing her hand apprehensively. "What do you want to talk about?"

"Are you okay? After… well… are you okay?" Daenerys realized the question was more one for her daughter than for herself. She reached out and took Rhaella's hand, gently squeezing it.

"I'm alright, sweetling. You protected me. I'm so proud of you. I know it was hard. Killing always is. But you did it to protect your family."

Rhaella nodded hollowly, as if trying to convince herself of what her mother and everyone else were saying. Daenerys searched her mind for some way to make her daughter feel better. "When I was younger I watched my brother die."

"You did?"

Daenerys nodded, not knowing how she felt about the memory. "I was pregnant with Rhaego and he threatened to kill him. He threatened to cut him out of me."

Rhaella's eyes widened in fear. "What happened to your brother?"

"Drogo killed him and I let him. I was relieved when he did, but part of me was also terrified. Your Uncle Viserys was the only family I knew before you and your brother were born. He raised me, he was the only one that was always there for me. But he threatened Rhaego and when I had to choose between the two of them I knew that my son came first."

Rhaella nodded, somewhat comforted that her mother had endured something similar. "Do you feel bad about it?"

Daenerys nodded. "I feel bad about every single person I've ever killed, even those that deserved it. Even those that threatened my life. But you'll learn to make peace with it. It's going to get easier."

Rhaella shook her head. "Papa said it won't."

Daenerys gave her a pained expression and nodded. "It got easier for me, but maybe it didn't get easier for Papa. He knew that I might hurt other people but he didn't know for sure. And now he knows that when he killed me he killed you and Aemon, too. When you killed Arya Stark she had a blade to my throat. She was going to kill me. There was no reasoning with her, there was no other way to save me. I'm only alive because of you, Rhaella. When your Papa killed me he took our lives but when you killed her you saved my life. Do you understand?"

Rhaella nodded and let out a shaky breath. "I don't want anyone to hurt you."

Daenerys gave her a sad smile. "I know that while we're together no one ever will. And I need you to know that no matter what I will always be here. I will always protect you. No one will ever take you away from me again."

Rhaella nodded and got up from her chair to hug her mother. "I love you, Muña."

Tears sprung to Daenerys' eyes and she held her daughter tightly to her. "I love you too, Rhaella. I love you and Aemon more than anything in the entire world."

She pressed a kiss to her forehead and smiled down at her. Her daughter had been taken from her nearly a decade ago and she had finally returned.

They lay in bed, entangled in one another. A few weeks had passed since they had first started sharing a bed together. They hadn't coupled again yet but she felt soothed by his presence. She was gently tracing the scar above Jon's heart. "Does yours hurt you still?"

He nodded, reaching up to stroke her hair. "Aye. Does yours?"

"Yes. Some days more than others." She pressed a kiss to his chest. "It still terrifies me, you know."

"Your death?"

She gently shook her head. "Yours."

"Dany-"

"I'm still terrified your heart will suddenly stop beating. That I'll lose you. I don't want to lose you again, Jae. I don't ever want us to be parted again. Not by your death and not by mine."

He gently rubbed her cheek. "We will never be parted again. I will never allow that to happen. I will be by your side for as long as you'll have me."

She smiled and reached up to kiss him. They both savored it and wanted more. He rolled them over so he was on top, then pulled back. "Is this okay?"

She nodded eagerly and pulled his mouth back down to hers. Their kisses grew more passionate and she bit his lip, drawing blood. He pulled back and smiled at her. "What was that for?"

"That," she said as she began kissing his cheek, moving toward his ear, "that was for taking too long to get my clothes off."

He pulled back and looked at her again, astonished. "Are you sure?"

She nodded again and he slammed his mouth back into hers as he began tearing at her laces. She pushed his shirt up over his head as he worked her nightdress down her body. Once her breasts were free he kissed his way down to them from her mouth, placing gentle open-mouthed kisses on her neck and chest as he neared her nipples.

He stopped when he got to the scar above her heart. It was the first time he had seen it. Tears came to his eyes. He sat back to look up at her. "Dany, I-"

She put a finger to his lips. "It's okay, Jae. It's in the past. It's okay. Don't dwell on it, my love. Just be with me right now."

He nodded and bent back down, trying to focus on her breasts instead of her scar. She wove her fingers through his hair and moaned as he circled her nipple with his tongue and then wrapped his mouth around it, pulling slowly and letting it go with a pop.

"Jae…" she moaned as he paid equal attention to her other breast. He worked her nightdress down to her ankles and she kicked it off. He slowly kissed his way down her body, then dropped his head and kissed up her thighs, starting at her knees, nearing her core but not touching her there yet.

"Please, Jae." He stopped kissing her and smiled, pulling back to kiss her mouth again.

"I love you, Dany. I've missed you so much."

"Show me how much you missed me." She guided one of his hands to her dripping core and he dropped back down her body to feast. He lapped at her outer lips before slowly circling her clit with his tongue, not quite touching it yet.

Daenerys moaned and grabbed his head, trying to force him to go where she needed him. He probed her entrance with his tongue as his nose bumped against her bundle of nerves. Then his finger replaced his tongue and his mouth wrapped itself around her clit.

"Fuck, Jae. Yes. Don't stop."

He continued, adding another finger, then a third. He sucked on her clit, then lapped at it, just like he knew she liked. He kept up his efforts until she began to come undone. She moaned loudly, crying out his name as she clenched around his fingers and held his head between her thighs.

As she came down from her peak he sat back, removing his trousers. Then he kissed his way up her body, pausing at her neck to kiss and suck on her pulse. She gripped his neck and moaned. "Gods, Jae. That was even better than I remember."

He smiled into her neck and drew himself back up to her face to stare in her eyes and smile down at her. She pushed his chest and he took the hint, flipping onto his back. She started to move down to his cock but he pulled her back up.

"Jae?"

"I want to be in you, Dany. If that's okay." She nodded with a small smile and started rubbing herself up and down on his length. He groaned. "Yes, just like that. I missed you so fucking much."

She loved hearing his moan as she sheathed him inside her. He filled her up perfectly, just as he always had. She slowly began riding him, rolling her hips as she lowered herself down even further onto him. "Fuck, Dany."

She smiled and bent down to kiss him. He reached up to her breasts and gently kneaded them, flicking his thumb over her nipples and then sliding his hands down to her hips. He gripped them and began thrusting up into her faster. She let out a moan and he grinned, reaching up to nip at her neck as he increased his speed, his hips snapping roughly against hers, the sound filling the room.

Eventually he felt his release beginning to build and he moved his hand over to circle her little nub. "Yes, Jae, yes. Seven Hells."

He bit his lip and gave her all he had, coating her walls in his seed. She clenched around him as she found her release as well, moaning out his name as she slumped over him. They lay like that for a few moments, breathing heavily until he pulled out and she slowly rolled off of him.

After a few moments she turned and slung her leg across his body and he wrapped an arm around her. He bent down and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead.

"I love you." she whispered, almost as if she was afraid to say it.

He was quick to answer. "I love you, too. I love you so much."

She smiled and kissed him again, then simply lay in his arms, content and comfortable. She felt like she was home again. Her family was finally whole.

"Jaehaerys, could I see you in my solar after breakfast?" she asked casually, trying not to tip off their children. He nodded. "Of course, Daenerys."

Rhaella gave him a confused look, noting his overly pleasant tone. She would have to do some investigating later. She and Aemon left for their lessons soon after and Jon offered his hand to Daenerys as they walked to her solar holding hands with small smiles on their faces. When the door was shut behind them he pressed her against it as his mouth slammed against hers. After a moment he moved his mouth to her neck, nipping and sucking at her pulse, placing gentle open-mouthed kisses wherever he could reach.

She let out a breathless moan for a moment, hand going to his hair. After a few moments of pure pleasure she remembered the real reason they were there. "Jae…"

He moved up to her ear and gently nipped at her earlobe. "What?"

"I actually invited you here for a reason."

"So I can fuck you so hard the entire castle will hear us?"

She smiled and kissed his cheek, pulling back and slowly guiding him to her desk, where she forced him into a chair. He tried to pull her onto his lap to straddle him but she gave him a knowing smile and pulled back to search for a scroll on her desk.

"What is it?" he asked, pouting a bit.

Her mood turned somber. "A raven from the North. It would seem that Sansa is less than thrilled with us."

He scoffed. "Why should we care?"

Daenerys raised her eyebrows. "Well apparently she's preparing to go to war."

"What?"

She passed him the scroll.

Dragon Whore,

He snarled at reading the greeting. Daenerys sighed. "Go on, it gets better."

You've taken my brother, my sister, and my niece from me. I will tolerate no more. You have a fortnight to leave Westeros for good. My brother and niece will remain. You will never return. If you fail to comply with this I will have you and your son executed.

Jon looked up at her, face distorted in anger. "How dare she threaten-"

"Do you think it's a legitimate threat? Are her numbers accurate?"

I have 5,000 Northmen and Lord Manderly's fleet. I'm sure once Bran hears of my sister's death he will come for your head as well. Leave Westeros for good or suffer the consequences.

Sansa Stark, Queen in the North

Jon shook his head. "I doubt she would stand a chance against us. We'll crush her, Dany. I will not withstand this threat."

Daenerys nodded, empowered by his rage. "What of your brother?"

Jon sighed and shook his head. "I don't know. Until he gives us reason to believe otherwise I'd like to consider him neutral."

She nodded and he continued. "How many men do you have?"

"If the Dothraki agree to follow me again, which I think they will, they will number at least 15,000. Some may choose to stay across the Narrow Sea, but I think at least 10,000 will follow me. You've seen Yara's fleet, would the Manderly ships be able to compete with hers?"

Jon scoffed and shook his head. "They're a port without many vessels of their own. The ships they do have are manned by merchants, not warriors."

He stood up and began pacing. "I would like to attack them in the North and show them our full strength. The problem is that it's a large country and it would be a taxing campaign. I don't want to put the children through that."

"Neither do I."

He nodded. "Staying on Dragonstone makes sense. Make them come to us. My only concern is that Dothraki excel in the field and Dragonstone won't allow us to take full advantage of them. Perhaps we begin a siege here and then wait for Yara to ambush them?"

Daenerys shook her head. "That's too risky. Drogon will be out in the open."

Jon pursed his lips and nodded. "I don't know if Sansa will build scorpions but we need to be ready for anything. Regardless of what strategy we adopt we'll need to summon Yara as soon as possible."

Daenerys nodded and moved to her desk, writing a scroll. Jon awkwardly stood behind her, mind still racing as he prepared battle strategies in his head. Once she finished writing she read over the scroll a few times before leaving it to dry. With that she stood up, took a shaky breath and turned to Jon, relaxing a bit.

"We'll have a few moons at least, Sansa's going to need to call her banners and make her way here."

He nodded, relaxing a bit as well. She stepped closer to him and allowed a smile to creep to her face. "It would be a shame to let your cousin ruin the mood. Where were we?"

He allowed a small smile to form on his lips before he brought them crashing against hers, moaning into her mouth as her hand slid down to his cock.