Catelyn IV

She was at home. Even the air seemed to be different here. Or was it her homesickness? Not that it mattered much. They had arrived and she was home, even if only for awhile.

The Twins were nottoofar from Riverrun, yet the ride seemed to take forever, even though they started their journey the next morning after Edmure's wedding. It seemed, her family was waiting for them, as the Targaryen banner was hung above the main gate. The bridge was down and someone was riding out to meet them.

She needed afew minutes, to recognise her uncle.'Why is Uncle Brynden here? Ithought he was with Lysa?'

Jaehaerys looked at her questioningly and she smiled. „My uncle, Ser Brynden Tully."

He hummed. „The Blackfish? What asurprise." he said, turning his gaze back to her uncle. Her uncle halted his steed and bowed his head.

„King Jaehaerys, we have been waiting for you. Ican tell you, that Lord Eddard had arrived with the rest of your family afew days ago."

He smiled. „Are they well?"

„That they are, indeed. They had been rather impatient, after Itold Lord Stark, that your host had stopped at the Twins. The men can set camp around here."

His smile brightened and nodded. „Then, lead the way, good Ser. It's not polite to make ladies wait."

Her uncle chuckled and steered his horse towards the gate. Jaehaerys grinned at her and kicked his horse into atrot. Smiling at his good mood, she followed.

Afew minutes later, they were dismounted and she was the last one on her horse. Jaehaerys stepped next to her horse and offered ahand to help her dismount, much to her surprise. She blinked, but accepted the offered hand and slipped from the saddle softly.

„Thank you, Your Grace."

He rolled his eyes at her. „None of that, aunt. You're family and the woman who'd helped raise me."

He then turned to her uncle, who nodded and led them inside. As they walked through the familiar corridors, her childhood memories came back vividly and she smiled. After afew minutes, they reached the Great Hall.

She saw Ned sitting by the table with their daughters, obviously discussing something. She also saw two strangers, whom she recognised, despite having never seen them before. One had dark violet eyes, like Jaehaerys and curling, dark hair and golden skin. The second has pale skin and lavender eyes with hair as silver, like moonlight.

She heard as Jaehaerys took adeep breath.

„Rhae. Dany." his voice was only awhisper, yet the two Targaryen Princesses both looked up, straight at her nephew.

Rhaenys IV

She kept wondering what it would be to see her brother. She thought, that seeing him in her dreams, sometimes, would prepare her for their meeting.

But it had not.

„Rhae. Dany." his voice was awhisper, but it reminded her of her father. Even if his accent was more like Uncle Ned's.

He wore smoky black armor, made of scales with the Targaryen sigil emblazoned into the breastplate. The white cape, that fell down his back was secured with twin direwolves, meant to symbolise House Stark.

He was tall and his hair was curling silver, just as she remembered their father's, but there were two streaks of dark as well, in the front. His eyes were the same shade of dark violet, as her own with a round face and high cheekbones.

He was breathtakingly beautiful.

She rose from her seat and smiled. She slid past Sansa and smiled, not caring for the small tears forming in her eyes. She knew she was not supposed to run, but who cared? This was her brother and he was finallyhere. On the same continent, in the same castle, in the very same room, where she and Dany where.

She could still recall the fuzzy memories of the Tower, where she saw him for the first time, barely born. Now, after four and ten years, he was here, as aman grown.

She run and all but jumped into his embrace, Dany close behind. His strong arms wrapped around them and she could barely catch the affectionate words of Valyrian he muttered.„Jorrāelagon mandia. Kesan daor henujagon ao mirre arlī."(Dear sister. Iwill not leave you ever again.)

„Iksan sīr glad naejot ūndegon ao."(I am so glad to see you.) she said, still holding him close.

They finally let go of each other and he gave them afoxy grin.„Eman iā dorolvie gifts syt ao. Kepa geptot ziry syt īlva."(I have a few gifts for you. Father left it for us.)

Daenerys blinked in surprise, obviously not expecting gifts. Not thatsheexpected any.„Skoros ēdas ziry geptot īlva?"(What had he left us?)

Behind them, she heard an annoyed huff. „Could you please speak the Common Tongue?" Arya demanded, breaking their little moment.

„Arya! Let them have amoment." Uncle Ned admonished her.

Jae laughed and his eyes sought out the three Starks, who were seated. She stepped aside, to let him move. „I missed you, little sister." he said, opening his arms.

She watched, as Arya's grey eyes grew wide, before she bolted from her spot, nearly knocking her chair over, in her hurry to reach Jae. He hugged her for along moment, before letting her go. By that time, Sansa and Uncle Ned were both closer. He hugged Sansa too, before grinning at Uncle Ned.

„Glad you're safe. Iwas worried Imight have to fly and rescue you myself."

Uncle Ned shook his head. „That would have been quite reckless. But... knowing Lyanna, Iwouldn't have been surprised." he said with asmall smile.

Jae laughed. Rhaenys raised an eyebrow at her brother. „Did you just say fly,valonqar?"

His dark eyes were glinting happily. „That Idid,mandia. Come, Iwant to show you something."

„I hope they're not going to ruin my home." ared-haired woman said, smiling kindly at her brother.

Jae grinned at her. „No, I'll tell them to be careful." then, her brother stopped, seeming to catch himself. He turned towards them. „Rhae, Dany, they're my family." he said, gesturing at the group. „Aunt Catelyn." he said, smiling at the red-haired woman, who looked like an older version of Sansa. „Her eldest son, Robb." Robb, just like his mother and Sansa, had blue eyes and red hair. „And there's Uncle Benjen and his eldest, Cregan."

As she turned to look at the other males, she immediately noticed the similarities. Lord Benjen looked strikingly like Uncle Ned, but with soft blue eyes. Cregan looked like ayounger version of his father, with... much to her shook Targaryen lilac eyes, almost like Dany's.

Jae's eyes glinted, seeming to notice she wanted to ask, how was that possible. „Sadly, Aunt Serena isn't here, you'll meet her later. She's half Stark, half Belaerys. They were another of the Fourty Dragonlord families."

Her eyes went wide before she smiled. „Oh, that explains it. Excuse my stare, but it was so similar..."

Cregan smiled at her. „It's nothing, Princess. There were times, even at home, when people asked if Jaehaerys and I were siblings since mother's hair is silver, like his and my eyes were similar to his."

„You know you're all like siblings." Jae said with agrin.

Cregan nodded. „So you keep saying. But if we were, I'd be aprince." he grinned. She laughed alittle- it was obviously agood-natured jest.

Jae grinned, as he offered his arms to her and Dany. „Careful what you wish for, Cregan. It might come true. Atitle like that comes with responsibility."

She saw as Cregan opened his mouth to answer, but Jae turned and led them out, trough the corridors. As they reached the yard, she heard something akin to thunder. She looked up, but there was nothing- the sky was clear blue.

„Have you ever dreamed of being like our ancestors?" he asked suddenly, looking at them. „Warriors, atop dragons?"

Dany laughed alittle. „I certainly did. But the dragons, as sad as it is, are gone."

„What if Itold you, dear Daenerys, that I've brought them back?"

Rhaenys wanted to say it was not possible. But then three massive shadows swooped down and landed on the walls and towers. The people around them screamed and cried out. She just stood there, wide-eyed not quite believing her own eyes.

There were three massive dragons clinging to the beautiful structure of the keep. One was black and red, the second was silver and indigo and the third one was gold and orange.

„How?" she asked, tearing her gaze away from the dragons, to look at her brother.

He smiled. „What are our House words, sister?"

„Fire and Blood." she said.

He hummed in agreement. „They are notjustwords. Nor they are merely awarning." he said looking back at the dragons.

„Do... they have names?" asked Daenerys.

„Rhaeddar, Rhaelia and Visegon." he said fondly, nodding at each dragon.

„Since when do you have dragons?" Arya demanded. „And why didn't you tell me?"

Jaehaerys looked down at the little wild wolf with glimmering eyes. „Do you remember, when Itold you Iwanted to show you asecret?"

Arya's brows furrowed in thought before she nodded. „Yes. Before you went to the Wall, with uncle and Ser Arthur."

„Indeed. Iwanted to show you my dragons. But then... the Lannisters came, so Ihad to leave."

Arya's eyes narrowed. „Why did you leave?"

Jae sighed. „If you hadn't noticed, Little Wolf... Ilook almost like father. And the man, who killed my father- saw him eye to eye- wandered Winterfell, as if he owned the place. Neither Arthur nor Uncle Ned wanted to risk him recognising me."

„Oh."

„Besides, my great-great-uncle, Aemon Targaryen is the maester at Castle Black. Iwanted to meet him. He's old and Ithink he was happy to know, that notallof his family lived in exile."

Her eyes widened. „We still have relatives?"

Jae smiled at him sadly. „Just him and that's because Baratheon couldn't reach him, due to his Night's Watch vows. Maybe one day we can fly there and you can meet him. I've been exchanging letters with him for awhile, but since we moved from Winterfell, it was harder."

She nodded. „Well, Ihope we can meet him, one day."

The dragons huffed and moved alittle and she swore she heard the walls creak under the weight. She looked back at the dragons, just as the gold one- Rhaelia- crawled closer and looked at her. Everyone else took afew steps back, but she felt no fear.

Only kinship. She reached out, placing her hand on the dragon's snout and she huffed awarm breath at her. From the corner of her eyes, she saw the silver one also closer than before and Dany stroking its snout.

Jae chuckled. „Well, it looks like they chose their riders as well."

She beamed, leaning against the dragon's snout. They'd be like the Conquerors. Rhaelia growled, the sound reverberating through her bones. It seemed, even the dragon agreed with her.

They had dragons andthey were together.

Nothing could stop them now, to take what rightfully belonged to them.