He watched Dany leave the room and smile at him, he tried to smile back but everything was wrong when he came out, he looked at himself in the mirror and thought over the raven sent from Lord Reed, his father had lied to him, and he grew up thinking that he was a bastard all his life, Jon watched his eyes light up and as he struck the mirror with his fist, it shattered and flew across the room with a crash, Jon looked at his knuckles which had no marks left by it and shuddered, he was strong, too strong for his own good, strong sets of feelings passed through him, Defeated, Jon walked over to the window and looked out over Mireen, it was a marvelous place he thought he wondered if his father or mother came here.
Soft knuckles rasp the door, "Enter" Jon said as he turned to face beautiful colored women who had come with his new set of armor.
"Your grace, I'm Missandei I have your new set of armor our queen has had made for you while you were sleeping" as she set it on the bed, Jon looked at it with awe it was black and red with a dragon running down the torso. " I can't accept this; it's too much" his hand traced the dragon outline as a soft cry came from below him filling his ears " do you hear that..." Jon said as the Missandei looked to where he was looking " I hear nothing your grace" she said looking into Jon eyes "when you finished here, Daenerys will be waiting for you in the throne room" she smiled and walked out of the chamber.
"They are calling you Jon Targaryen" Drogon great booming voice filled his mind " who is calling me," Jon said as fitted into his new armor "my brothers, they are chained up underground," Drogon said with a harsher tone.
"There are more dragons," he said in surprise " I only can feel you Drogon, how come I cannot sense them and only hear them" Jon finished as he fastened up the armor which fitted him well.
"I gave up a part of me so you could live, my flames accepted you and freed you from death" dragon tried to say softly Jon looked at his reflection in the window " so if you die I die" Jon said worryingly in his head" I'm afraid so young one, but together with my mother we will be unstoppable, I will let nothing happen to you I promise" Jon nodded and walked out of the room, there were the two guards who help him when he fell, " My king" they both said in unison before bowing to him.
Jon felt the anger edge into him he was no king. " Daenerys wanted to see me in the throne room yet I have no clue where it is" Jon looked at the old man with blue eyes who's tension seem to leave him once he saw Jon in his new armour" your grace this way " the younger man said as they walked on past some rooms and down a long flight of stairs. The cries got louder as they went down further into the building " do you hear that " Jon said as they hit the bottom of the stairs " it's the dragons, they don't like being locked up" the older man said to Jon who looked him with a anger " take me to them" Jon walked past them looking for the right way" Your grace, Daenerys will want to see you straight away" the younger man pleaded with Jon before he walked off, making up his mind to go with them " follow me " the older man grunted before heading down more flights of stairs to massive open area that just smelt of sulfur.
Jon saw the two shadows dance against the wall before walking further into the room, as the two men waited behind.
Jon moved closer, and as both the dragons approached him, one was golden cream, and the other was green as emeralds they weren't as big as drogon but still put fear in men as they meet in the middle together they started sniffing at him with their massive nostril and sensing his dragons blood within him , they lowered both their heads as Jon ran his hand over their hardened scales.
He looked into each set of eyes as He undid their chains around their enormous necks as they excitedly nipped at each other as they made their way over to the massive door that held them captive.
Jon looked at the large wooden lock that was hindering them, " i don't think you will be able to move that by your self Jon" Ser barristain said as he approached him eyeing the large wooden lock piece, "Shall I call for more guards your grace" grey worm said looking a wooden lock as well.
Jon hadn't wanted a excuse to use his new found strength, but he needn't let these dragons suffer anymore, he grasped the wooden lock firmly with his two hands, lifting it slowly he found the weight evenly distributed on each side shifted it entirely out of the contraption and threw it to the ground with force, sending a loud bang throughout the open room, the dragons hissed and cobbled playfully between them, he turned to face the men, who eyed him with awe and bewilderment " this stays between us" Jon said forcefully " Not even Daenerys will know" Jon said through his anger as he pushed the massive doors open letting the rays of sun enter the cold room, the dragons roared and bowed to Jon before flying out into the open sky " you did the right thing Jon", Drogon breathed in his head "they needed to be free and grow as I have, they will need to have riders" Drogon hiss faded into an echo "riders" Jon blurted out confused.
"Yes your Grace, your ancestors use to ride the dragons into war" Ser Barristan said as he walked up next to Jon and lay a hand on his shoulder " I am an old man, an old knight, and I have seen more battles than most yet I have seen nothing like you in my time, your Grace, so I ask if you would consider my guidance and training " Jon looked into his sad eyes which spoke of hope " I'll accept if you call me Jon" holding his hand out to Ser Barristan he chuckled at his reaction before absorbing his hand in his.