Chapter 3: My father decision

Daenerys POV

She and the King stood there quietly for a moment, a little awkward he was looking in other directions, but she was looking at him. He was wearing a black tunic with the Stark sigil on his back, and brown trousers. The crown of Winter on his head and the ring, with the form of a wolf's head, on his left hand. His muscle was getting on the view thanks to that tunic, and the awkwardness grows even more.

She cleared her throat, trying to ease the awkwardness "Um...if you don't mind, your grace...may I introduce you to my maid? She would love to meet you."

He raised both his eyebrows "Oh...well, of course."

She smiled "She is probably back in my room, we have to go find her."

He nodded "Alright" but she saw that he was a little embarrassed, a little red.

They began to walk quietly through the hall, leaving the laughs and the talking behind, and heading toward her room and the awkwardness returned.

"How does it feel?" she asked, and he turned toward her to look.

"To be a King?"

She nodded.

He shrugged and smiled. Gods that smile, If her heart didn't belong to someone else, it would have melted, now, and she would have given it to him.

"I don't think I've been one long enough to know." he said, "But it does feel different, I'll give you that much."

"What about it makes it different?" She asked smiling.

"Only now I realize how difficult it's the role of the King. Pleasing everyone. It was easier when I was a Prince, now everyone wants my attention."

She nodded "Do you not like the attention, your grace?"

Not really" he laughed. "I thought I would, but I don't."

She laughed too "I don't like attention either."

"Really?"

She nodded, wondering why he sounded so skeptical.

When they arrived at her room she looked at him

We're here she said, "Just to warn you, she may start screaming and faint."

"Why?" He asked looking worried.

"She had always wanted to meet you, but considering her position, and you never visited my father castle... you can imagine. She meets your father once when she just come from Essos and was struck by his kindest." she saw that the little smile he had given her disappeared, and he was serious. She feared that she may said or done something wrong.

"I see". He said seriously. Then smiled.

She smiled back and said, "She is very kind, I promise."

"I believe you," he said, still smiling.

She smiled back and then opened the door. Missandei she called "Missandei? There is someone I want to show you."

She came from one of the room that was connected to hers "Oh Dae-" but she froze when she looked at the King. MIssandei wasn't present during the coronation, and she didn't even meet him before.

Meet the King."

Her eyes widened as she threw her hand over her mouth. After a long...very long gasp, she gives him a bow "I-It's a-an honor to m-meet you, your grace." Daenerys wanted to laugh at her. She knew for how long time Missandei wanted to meet him, but she never comes to the capital, and now for her is like a dream coming true.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you. My father talked about you, and also Lady Daenerys."

She could hear Missandei's heart racing when the King was near her.

To make the situation more complicate Daenerys asked "Come, Missandei. Walk with us."

"M-Me?"

"Yes, Missandei! Stop being so amazed and come on" Daenerys took her hand and pulled her forward.

The King left the room first, and they followed

Exiting the keep, they headed to the Godswood. Missandei was walking behind them, and Daenerys decided to begin a new conversation and hoped to not ruin it as before.

"Your grace she called."

He looked at her.

"Do you feel like you are ready to rule a kingdom?"

He smiled "As ready as I need to be." He sounded confident, which pleased her.

"This is a beautiful place."

"It's where we come to pray. The people in the North, well not everyone, believes in the Old Gods. So some times I come here to think and ask the Old Gods advice."

"Did they answer you?"

"Not really, but I feel better after coming here. My mother to come her some times. Even if she is from the South.

"Your mother seems very wonderful."

"She is" he smiled "The people and the lords love her very much, and she loves them. She is a wonderful person"

Daenerys was starting to like this young King more and more. He will be a good King to their people.

He seemed compassionate and friendly... plus he was absolutely handsome.

She thought of how lucky his wife would be. He would treat her well. Probably almost as well as his mother.

They spent the rest of the evening together.

He told them what he likes and about his travels across Essos, and this gives her the possibility to teas Missandei even more.

"Your Grace. Missandei would like to know the name of your Essois friend."

"Grey Worm?" The king asked turning toward Missandei who bowed her head in embarrassment and was red

She also turned toward her and smirked "Yes that's him. She can't take him out of her head."

When the king turned toward her smiling, she saw Missandei giving her a death look.

"He is one of my trusted men, and he's the commander of the Unsullied..."

"You have an army of slave?" Asked Misssandei in disbelieve "I thought slavery was banished from the North and was punished with death.

Damn she know this topic will bring sadness to Missandei, considering her past, but the King was quick to respond, and turning toward Missandei he said "It is, my lady. And they are free men. They are her on their choice."

"How so?"

"When I was in Essos I went to Astapor. My father needs more soldiers to fight the Wildings army that was gathering Beyond the Wall." The king responded and Daenerys didn't take her eyes from him "So With a big amount of money I went there, and wanting to buy them. But the horror I saw there made me disgust the city. After I reach an agreement with the one who sells them, I bought all ten thousands men, and then I sacked the city, liberating the slaves that were there. When I also liberate them, I told them that they can do what they want. Follow me to the North where there was a war to coming or go by their road. Well, I think you can imagine what they choose. So now they are regular soldiers with a regular payment, like everyone."

This surprised Daenerys and made him like even more. He was really a good man.

After having a long conversation with her parents the king sent them home, and she hoped to see him again.

In the carriage apart her, and her parents also Lady Wynafryd Manderly was with her. They have become good friends, and she was sure that her father has already arranged the marriage between her brother, Rhaegar, and Wynafryd, and Daenerys was really glad about that.

However, the whole carriage ride home was strange. Her mother kept whispering to her father, and they both looked absolutely pleased...as if they had done something wonderful.

Wynafryd noticed her parents as well. Then looking at her with that brown eyes she asked curiously "Did you enjoy your time with the King?", clearly trying to make her take her mind off her parent's conversation.

"Oh, yes, very much. He is very kind." Daenerys responded smiling, wanting to turn to Missandei and make some fun of her but remembered she was in the other carriage with her mother handmaid. So she looked toward Wynafryd, who was playing with her long brown hair "Also Missandei, had meet him and speak to him."

Crossing her arms, Wynafryd said "He seems very dreamy... I would love to have been able to speak to him again. Last time I speak to him he was just a little boy and me a little girl, of course, older than him.

"Not much older" Daenerys responded with a smile. She was only twenty, and the king eighteen. What do you mean dreamy?" Daenerys asked, grinning at her, considering she is going to marry her brother.

Wynafryd didn't seem to understand her grin, so she responded playfully "What do you mean, what do I mean? What a man he is. The most handsome and most attractive man in the North. That wildness, he must be, like a wolf. After all, remember what he did do the slavers of Astapor when he was a prince."

Daenerys placed her hand over her mouth trying to cover her agreeing smile.

"And his eyes... all he has to do is look at a woman with those brown eyes almost black, and I swear they'd undress themselves in less than a second."

And that had unleashed her uncontrollable giggle and added "And his power, would do that too, and his status and his title."

Wynafryd giggled at that and then said "Plus, I'm sure he has a warrior body. With muscle toned. Like your brother Rhaegar, I'm sure." Then looking in her eyes, Wynafryd said "How many times did you dream to put your hand on him, on his Abs, or lower, after the coronation, or how will you dream now."

"Wynafryd!" Daenerys said in an offended tone, even continuing to giggle "Is that the way to talk about your King."

"Everyone needs to dream of something, and when married this type of conversation will not occur."

When they had arrived at their castle her father gives her a smile "When something great passes, another great thing comes to life."

"I agree, father."

Her father stepped forward and kissed her forehead "That's my daughter."

She smiled at him and was a little confused. Her father usually non use this kind of words. He was straight to the point.

"I have a great feeling that the old gods of the North and the New one, are going to reward you well."

"For what?" She asked still confused.

"For your kindness and goodwill. You deserve everything that will happen to you."

She started to smile widely. Maybe now would be a good time to bring up her proposal to marry Daario.

"Father..."

"Yes, my love?" He patted her check.

"I was starting to wonder about marriage..."

Her father had a wide grin on his face "Your mother has something to discuss with you, related to that."

"She dose?" Daenerys asked, shocked.

"Yes. But now I need to settle something here at the castle, instruct your brother, and then return to the capital. After all, I'm the Hand of the King, and the Kingdom needs me, with the threat of the wildings at the wall. My blessing ahead of time, my dear."

Daenerys raised her eyebrow not knowing to what her father was referring.

"You will be the happiest girl in the North, and you have all my approval" and so he left heading toward where her brother had go.

Now she really needed to talk with her mother. So she headed quickly toward her mother room.

When Daenerys found her, he immediately asked her "Mother, Father told me that you had something important to tell me. "

She smiled and patted the spot on the bed next to her "Yes. I have good news... at your wedding."

Sitting, Daenerys began to smile and her heart began to race. This was the moment she was waiting. Now she will marry Daario.

"The King had asked for your hand in marriage!"

She felt like her heart stop, and her eyes widened "What?"

Her mother laughed "Too hard to believe?"

"I can't do this!" Daenerys responded rising from the bed.

Her mother continued to laugh as she got up and held Daenery's cheek in her hands." You are going to be a queen Daenerys. And he is the best man you could have"

"I'll not marry the King!" Daenerys yelled.

Her mother's eyebrows shot up "What do you mean you will not?"

"I do not want to marry the King!" She said, tears forming in her eyes. "How do you expect me to go there and be his wife? I' m a bargaining chip that you can give to the highest offerer?"

And what is wrong with him?" her mother asked.

"Nothing!" Daenerys said "Nothing is wrong with the King! I just refuse to marry him!"

"Darling...every girl in the North would want this... why- "

Only Missande know of her love for Daario, and she wasn't her.

"Daenerys. The whole North already know about this arrangement. The wedding will take place in two weeks. If you refuse the King, you will be shaming all our family, and no one will want to marry you."

"I'll not go!" Daenerys cried "How can father do this? I'm his only daughter."

"Daenerys, my little girl. You said yourself how kind the king was."

"I don't care! I don't love him!"

"Love will come, Daenerys…"

"I love Daario," she said crying.

"What?" her mother asked in disbelieve. "You love that monster. Do you even know his reputation? What he did!?

"I don't care what you said or others. He is a good man to me. And he loves me, with all his heart." She continues crying.

"No! He loves your fortune. He is an ambitious man, like his father. He loves only himself. Do you really want to trade a happy life with a good man, to spend it with a bad man? He will treat you poorly, and he will cheat on you. And you want to pass your life with that kind of man?"

"Enough!" Daenerys said sobbing.

She needs to leave this place, she needs to go and find Daario. And run away with him.

Before she left her mother's room, she hears "Daenerys, I really hope that you won't talk to your father about Daario, because then you will really need the King to protect from his wrath. You've never seen him angry. And this will drive him crazy. Be very careful with your next steps."

With that last sentence, Daenerys left in tears heading towards the master to send a raven and then to the stables.