THE WOLF, THE STAG AND THE DRAGON

TYRION

He had been summoned to a private meeting with the King and Princess. When Tyrion arrives his brother and Aunt Genna are there as well. "Your Graces."

"Thank you for coming Lord Tyrion…We asked you here. This is hard for me and it will be hard for you to hear."

"Have you ever had any dreams about Dragons?" Daenarys asks.

"When I was a boy. I'd say around the age of seven. I dreamed I was a Dragon. Then I dreamed I was riding a Dragon." He laughs, "I remember telling my Uncle that I wanted a Dragon for my birthday."

"You had those dreams…Because of your Dragon blood." Aegon says, "Your mother was a beautiful woman…She even caught the eye of King Aerys…While Lord Tywin was serving as Hand of the King…Aerys raped your mother. You were born…"

"That's a lie!" Tyrion yells interrupting.

"I'm afraid not nephew." Genna says speaking up. "Your mother and I were like sisters…She told me before she died…I came to the capital to help her when her time came."

"Did my…Our father know." Jaime asks.

"No she seduced Tywin to make him think Tyrion was his. Had he known he would have…Well I don't have to say the rest." Genna gets up and walks over to where Tyrion is sitting, "…Your mother wanted you. She loved you Tyrion and if she didn't she would have taken moon tea when she found out…Despite the fact she was raped…She was happy carrying you."

"Would she if she would have known I would be born this."

"She did know…Grand Maester Pycel told her and she swore him to secrecy on pain of death."

Jaime walks around the table and joins him, "You're my brother. No matter what."

"Lord Tyrion…We are your family as well. And we would like the chance to earn your trust, respect, and love…That is one of the reasons we told you." Aegon looks at Daenarys.

"This is the other reason." She reaches down takes out an egg, "The Dragon must have three heads…This egg is meant for you…You must wake the Dragon."

ARYA

Her father was getting ready to leave for Winterfel and Arya had been struggling with one part of a possible future. A possible future with Gendry. In another timeline she Gendry became close friends and then lovers and finally man and wife. But that path would have been if the Builder had not gifted her with his magic. So Arya finally decides to go and meet him on the street of steel. "Good day sir."

"Good day to you My Lady."

Her father had insisted that two guards go with Arya. "Do you have a young man here by the name of Gendry?"

"Yes I do. Gendry!"

She smiles when he comes out and by the look on his face she can tell he is attracted to her. She asks him to make her a new sword. An excuse to visit him everyday and give him the chance to get to know her,

GENDRY

He had never known a girl or rather young woman like Arya before. She is easy to talk to, beautiful and didn't treat him as if he was a bastard or low born. It tool three days to forge the sword she wanted and in those three days Gendry develops deep feelings for Arya. "Your sword My Lady." He says presenting it to her.

She hits him his arm, "I told you call me Arya."

They talk for a few more hours and then she leaves. "I think the young Lady is in love with you my boy."

"No…She…We're just friends."

"And you are in love with her. I may be ignorant blacksmith, but I know love when I see it."

Two days later Arya returns, "My Lady…I mean Arya."

"Shut up. I came to invite you to dinner."

He stares dumbfounded, until Tobho hits him, "Um…I…Me…That is…I have nothing to wear."

"Use the extra gold I gave you silly, buy some new clothes, bathe, put them on and come up to the palace."

"This is Jarsa…She'll help you buy the clothes and escort you up when the time comes." She turns to Tobho and gives him a rolled up note.

Gendry buys a black tunic, new shoes, and socks. Then he has his hair cut; after a bath he goes up to the keep with Jarsa and the guard. When he arrives Arya is waiting for him. "You came."

"Did I have a choice?"

She hunches her shoulders, "No." She casually replies. They go through the castle to a private dining hall. "This is my father Lord Eddard Stark…"

"My Lord."

He stairs at Gendry as if looking at a ghost, "My Mother Lady Catelyn."

"My Lady."

"My sister Sansa."

"My Lady."

"My brothers…Bran and Rickon."

"My brother Robb is at Winterfell."

Gendry is seated by Arya, with Bran at his left. A few minutes later the King enters with his wife the Queen, his aunt Princess Daenarys, and his Great Uncle Aemon. Everyone stands when they enter, "So you're the young man I've heard so much about." Aegon says.

"Yes…Your Grace."

Questions are asked and conversation flows. Gendry is treated like a friend of the family, he gets an equal amount of questions and conversation from everyone at the table. After dinner Gendry is taken to a room. The next day he breaks his fast with the King and Lord Eddard Stark. "Did you sleep well Gendry?"

"I did thank my Lord."

"My sister…Is interested in you romantically Gendry."

"Yes My King." She fearfully replies.

"Do you have feelings for her and forget that you are low born or a bastard."

He looks at Lord Stark, "Yes…I have feelings for her."

"Do you love her?" Ned asks in a fatherly voice.

"Yes My Lord I do."

Ned nods at Aegon, "Gendry…We know who your father is or rather was…He was King Robert Baratheon…I am ready to legitimize you. And I will give you a hundred thousand gold Dragons."

"If you swear fealty to the king and then House Stark I will give you Moat Cailin as your seat of power…The Baratheons of the North…You will have to make your own sigil and words for your House." Ned says.

"Until Arya makes her sixteenth name day you will be my ward and live here in the Red Keep." Aegon says. "During this time reconstruction will begin on the castle."

Gendry is overwhelmed, "Thank you! Thank my King, My Lord." A few days later Gendry's legitimization is announced at court. His sigil is that of a silver Bull's head on a black field, with two silver hammers crossing behind the bull and his words Strong as a Bull. Arya helped him come up with the sigil.

TYRION

For the first few days after hearing the news Tyrion kept to himself. He would not eat or drink. The only one he would let near him or speak with is Shae. "You really need to get over yourself." Arya says.

"Lady Arya…How did you get into my room?"

"I have my ways…"

"Please leave me alone."

"No!" She walks up to him, "Now listen to me Dwarf!" He looks at her, "Your mother loved you! Yes I know about the rape…Doesn't matter how you got here. You are here and there are people who love you. Your brother, your aunt…And you have even more family. My brother the King!"

"Isn't he your cousin?"

"He will always be a brother to me! Princess Daenarys and Prince Aemon…They all wish to be family to you and love you as such…That is more love than most Dwarves get these days…And you can become a Dragonrider…WAKE THE DRAGON!

Tyrion smiles as she walks away. He thinks on her words for a long time and then starts laughing. "Tyrion…" Shae calls, "…are you alright?"

"I am…Happy…" He replies kissing her, "Have the servants prepare me a bath."

Shae kisses him, "I will do it."

He bathes and changes his clothes. Then he joins his Targaryen family for evening meal. "Tyrion!" Genna says when she arrives. Tyrion is already in the dinning hall. Then the Starks show up with Gendry and finally the Targaryens. After they eat Tyrion remains at the table with Aegon, Daenarys, and Aemon. "Before we get started, I must say Prince Aemon that every time I see you, you seemed to have aged a year younger."

"Blood Magic thanks to my nephew."

"Um…hearing the news of my Targaryen heritage was hard. But I will not ignore it and I would like to get to know each of you."

The next day they prepare Tyrion for the ritual to hatch his egg. He cuts his hand with the dagger and smears the blood across the egg. Then they place it in a fire. After a while the egg hatches, Tyrion allows it to lick the blood from his hand and they are bonded. He names the Dragon Joarrax after his mother.