JAEHAERYS TARGARYEN

The day after the last of wildfire ships left the city, things seemed to fall into a lull state. With Oberyn and Lord Tarly managing most of the city now, he had been relegated to mostly ceremonial duties. Despite everything that was going on, the daily court still took place. He had presided over it for the past three days, barely managing to handle the issues, which were very different from the ones in the North. It had also given him time to decide what to do about the Reach and the Westerlands. After coming up with multiple solutions, he had decided to do the smart thing. Elia would have to make a decision when she came back. A raven had been sent to Starfall to send the dowager Queens, princes, and the princess back. Oberyn, who was still torturing Pycelle and the assassin in the dungeons, had taken some time to check the Red Keep thoroughly. Multiple entrances to the Royal apartments had been closed or filled, hiding spots demolished, secret pathways filled up.

The one exciting thing that had happened in past days was the arrival of Varys. The spider had appeared at the castle gates the day before and had been brought straight away to him. Varys had said that he had left the city after the Lannister forces had entered it, and managed to return today. No one seemed to believe it, but nothing was said. More than a few indirect questions were directed towards himself and his dragons, but none of them were answered. Since he was yet to find anything wrong with the spider, Varys was let go, with instructions to find the location of all the pyromancers, who had fled before the soldiers could get them.

He had to also deal with Cannibal, who had become ill. The reason turned out to be finger thick armor plates, which were vomited by the Dragon. A little cleaning had told them that it once covered the monster named Gregor Cleagane. Oberyn had happily carted that armor towards the room Tywin Lannister was, intent on returning it personally. He regretted letting Cannibal have Clegane. Not because he died, but because he died quickly. There was also a chance to get confession against the Lannister lord, but his emotions had been too strong at the time of the attack to think things through. Whatever Tywin Lannister's reaction was, it was enough to make Oberyn celebrate like a madman.

Lord Tarly had joined him in planning an offensive against House Tully. With the forces of Reach still besieging Storm's end, it was very likely that Robert Baratheon had taken refuge at that castle too. There were chances that he was hiding in either Vale or North, but he did not think so. There were nearly 2000 men that left with Robert, and feeding them would be a hassle in the mountain area of Vale or empty swatches of the North. The Royal army had already started converging at the King's landing, sent in groups by Ser Barristan's men. The men were full of vigor, but lacked the resources. Less than half had a sword, while most of the bowmen were out of arrows. Outfitting them would take at least a moon, according to Randyll Tarly. One other option was the untouched army of the Reach, but he had no intention to give House Tyrell any ground to maneuver around their actions. After an hour of discussion, they decided to wait for a moon. While the Crown's army would refit and resupply, they will have the time to find the location of the people they wanted. Also, his mother in this world, Rhaella, and her children would be able to get back to the Red Keep. He had no idea how he would deal with a baby Daenerys, but one thing was sure, Rhaella would not know his truth. Lyanna Stark would always be his mother, no matter who born him in any world.

Things continued as they were in the next two days when a Raven arrived from the Starfall. He couldn't believe what was written in it. Something inside him had withered and died after reading about Lyanna Stark's death. He had been numb for the entire day before Oberyun had dragged him out of his room. The Prince of Dorne had read the raven too and pointed out at the last part of it. Elia had imprisoned Eddard Stark and was bringing him back to Kingslanding. This message had shaken him back in action. Something must have happened in Dorne, something big and profound. Commanding Oberyn to send Royal Navy ships to find and escort them back, he had stormed off to the practice yard, intending to burn off the anger that had accumulated inside him. Elia's brother had joined him after some time. When both of them left, they were littered with dirt and a small amount of blood.

The three days it took the ship from Starfall to arrive felt too long for him. He had to stop himself from flying off on Cannibal, as there was no place Cannibal could land on the ship, and the large Dragon would not be able to keep flying continuously. Also, Oberyn had left with the Royal Navy ship, so someone had to stay behind.

ELIA MARTELL

She had to call upon the frozen Lord thrice before he looked at her.

"Put down your sword, Lord Stark, and ask you men to do so too."

He continued staring, his eyes flickering between her and the Dragon. After a moment, something passed over his face as he released a deep breath. His sword was sheathed soon after and laid down on the ground along with his men's arms.

"Now, step forward, while your men will move back and to the side. No sudden movements, Lord Stark."

Once the Lord had stepped closer to her, she signaled the Kingsgaurd to take him captive. Once the head of House Stark was secured, she turned to face his men.

" I know you all were following your liege lord, but you still raised your arms to kidnap the prince and princess of the Realm. I extend you one last bit of leniency by letting you all go. You can leave an hour after us and move only in the Northern direction. If any one of you follow us is still in Dorne a day from now, you will be taken prisoner and tried under treason charges. You are not to speak to anyone about what happened here. You all saw nothing, you all heard nothing, you all thought anything, and you damn not say anything. Am I clear?"

When only a small murmur of assent came in, Ser Oswell stepped up next to her and spoke up in his booming voice.

"Are her grace words clear?"

This time the assents were much loud. She signaled everyone with her to mount up while Ser Oswell helped her with Aemon. Rhaneys was already sitting in front of Arthur, her favorite Kingsgaurd. Drogon lifted off before they left, circling high above them. Their return journey was much faster, with the walls of Starfall appearing on the horizon as the sun went down. She was wondering whether to stop or proceed, as there were other dangers than men in the desert when Drogon suddenly dropped to a much lower height. Confident that the Dragon would protect them, she kept on riding, her entire procession following without any word. Someone must have seen her group in the light because they were met by a group of Dayne soldiers, who escorted them back halfway through.

After explaining to Lord Dayne the necessary part, a ship was arranged to take her children, Lya's body, the Kingsgaurd, Eddard Stark, and her back to the Kingslanding. There was no point in staying in Dorne, more because a raven had come from Sunspear, asking her to be escorted there. She had no desire to be involved in another of Doran's plans. Lord Dayne had agreed to it, promising not to read the raven before she left. The next morning, they boarded the ship early. Sails were raised immediately, and the ship slipped out in the sea, away from her homeland. Drogon showed his presence the evening of that day, and after circling the ship twice, disappeared again. She was sure of seeing a large amount of blood visible on its snout. Praying that it was of some animal, she retired for that night, wondering how she would explain everything to Jaehaerys. The next evening, the captain approached her, informing her about three ships closing on them. Since they were flowing Targaryen sigils, he had decided to inform her. She was on the deck when the ships came closer. A small boat was launched from one of the ships some distance away, and then they turned to join along with her ship. A moment later, she understood why as the waving form of her brother became clear.

Oberyn came upon deck quite worried, checking up on her and Rhaenys and then demanding to know what had happened. When he heard about Lord Stark's intentions, he was all but ready to throw the man overboard. Jae might become angry at his Uncle, but she was sure that he would not like Oberyn throwing Eddard Stark in the sea. His brother also met Lya's son, who seemed to find Oberyn's nose very interesting.

As they were crossing Dragonstone the next morning, Drogon once again appeared off in the distance. She wanted to check up on her goodmother and Viserys but decided to delay it until Jae was with her. How would Jaehaerys handle talking to Rhaella, she had no idea. An hour after Drogon took up a position above them, a sailor called towards another black mass approaching from the direction of Kingslanding. When she reached the deck, a knot that had formed inside her at the tower loosened a little. In a way, she understood why the Dragonriders were feared. Sitting on the back of Cannibal as it circled around the ship, Jaehaerys Targaryen felt untouchable, powerful, majestic. The Targaryens were always a class of people above the rest; maybe that's why everybody kept trying to humiliate or dominate them. Seeing Lya son' from other world at that moment made her feel inferior, and she was sure she liked that feeling. Suddenly Jae turned towards her and smiled as Cannibal hovered on the side of the ship. She was confused about the reason when a small tug happened at her dress. Looking down, she saw the excited face of her daughter, waving madly at the dragon rider. Shaking her head, she lifted the young girl up, who was trying to speak Jae's name in her broken words.

"Jaeeryys..."

"No, Rhaenys, it's Jaehaerys."

"Jaeeryyy.."

Controlling her laughter, she decided to use another name.

"Jae, Rhaenys. Say, Jae."

This time her daughter had no trouble pronouncing the name. The first three times were just a murmur, but the fourth time try came out in a high squeal.

"Jae..."

She had not expected a man flying on a dragon quite a few yards from the ship to hear it, but somehow Jae did. He seemed to think something for a moment before patting the Dragon. Cannibal lowered slowly and then dropped down entirely in the water. Once again, defying her expectations, it swam up right next to the moving ship. Rhaenys nearly fell off from her arms while squirming before she realized that Jae was less than two feet from her, his hands out in holding motion, a large smile on his face. Since there was no doubt what he was asking for, she carefully passed Rhaenys to his arms while Oberyn held on to her. Once her daughter was seated right in front of her world-traveling brother, Cannibal slipped off the ship's side and then jumped off. Even though it was more than 100 yards, the jump shook the ship badly, nearly making her fall down. Oberyn's cursing was quite inventive, but Rhaneys and Jae's loud shouts as they passed over the ship, covered it.

Even as her heart was praying that her daughter would not fall, one assurance was settling inside it. As long as Jae and his dragons were alive, Rhaenys and Aegon will be safe and have a happy life.

Hey all,

So this chapter might feel like a filler, which exactly what it is. I forgot what I had thought about the follow-on chapter, so this is what I came up with. I have missed my notebook in the rush which had all my notes. So the next update, which would be on point, might take a little time. Thank you for bearing with me. :D