Chapter 5: Conversation

Daenerys POV

Daenerys had been in the capital for two days and was still feeling uncomfortable. And it was also two days now, since the last meeting with Daario, and he has not even contacted her. She started to give up on the idea that he didn't want her anymore and that he didn't love her anymore. But she still loved him. Thinking about their last meeting, tears came to her eyes.

The king hasn't come to talk to you yet, and his father told you he was very busy.

Missandei was fixing her hair, in a braid style.

After a while, she saw her mother enter with the queen.

"You are so beautiful Daenerys," said the queen. "You and Jon are going to be a great match" touching her cheek.

"And who is this beautiful girl?" asked the queen mother looking towards Missandei.

"Her name is Missandei, and we hope that she can be allowed to say with Daenerys and still be her handmaid. She was with her since my husband brought her-"

The queen raises her hand to stop her mother "Of course she can stay. You don't need to explain anything to me. She can bring anything she wants to the capital, so she can feel at home." Approaching her and Missandei the Queen Mother said, "Just be careful of Catelyn Tully, she is a great follower of the Faith of the Seven, and treats anyone badly and with disdain. Consider only herself and her children, royalty. The others below."

Turning toward her Queen Ashara said, " There is no reason for you to be scared."

Daenerys looked at her "I know that you are young and, you'll miss your mother company, but I assure you, you'll be treated well here, I promise. And Jon will never harm you. He is a good man. So don't be scared."

Daenerys was surprised that the queen mother know she was scared only looking at her. She was more observant than Daenerys thought she was. So she was speechless.

"Missandei, accompany Daenerys to find the King."

Missandei nodded, and Daenerys feel her heart beating fast. She didn't know if she would still be able to watch him in the face after he forced her to marry him.

As she walked out of the room, Daenerys saw a young man coming toward them. He was handsome, but not as handsome as the King. But she didn't care anymore.

He has blue eyes and thick brown hair, and a small beard, like the King's one. He was well-built and tall and was wearing a brown tunic, with dark gray trousers.

"You must be the future queen Daenerys," he said approaching and taking her hand to kiss. She was a little embarrassed.

"My name is Robb Snow and I'm King Jon best friend since from the cradle."

Daenerys looked at him and nodded her head, not knowing what else to say.

He looked at her with that blue eyes and raised his eyebrows "You look confused?"

She felt her check heat up.

He laughed "I was searching for you, my lady."

She continued to look at him because she really didn't know what to say.

"I heard rumors that you are scared to marry the King and that you dislike this marriage. But I assure, there is no reason for you to be frightened. King Jon is, I promise you, the kindest young man you will ever meet. HE will treat you like a queen, no, he will treat you better than that" he smiled and added, in a whisper "and he is still a virgin. He was waiting for you."

This last sentence made her become red of embarrassment, about the subject.

"As for disliking this marriage, if you really did, then you are insane."

She shoots her eyebrow. "How dear you..."

"Sorry if I offended you, my lady," he said bowing. "But I only wanted to tell the truth. And I need to warn you before you accept everything. If you dislike this marriage, whether is because you are in love with someone else, or other things, you need to think carefully. Jon is the best in this country, and he deserves happiness. He's like a brother to me and I owe him everything. You break his heart, you betray him and you're gonna have to deal with me. And it doesn't matter if you are a queen or the Hand's daughter."

She was speechless and a little scared.

"My ladies," he bowed and left, but before reaching the end of the hall he turned and added "ah, the King is in the courtyard, with his Wolfsguard...And Grey Worm."

She was now worried about what he knew. She didn't want for Daario to die. He was always good to her and her family.

"Daenerys. He is right. The king is worthy. The love between you will spark-"

"He talked about love. But he doesn't know what is it. Because if he knows, he wouldn't said such things."

"But-"

"Do you really think that I'm going to forget Daario, and move on?"

"Then why are you marrying the king?"

"Because first I'm forced and second I can no longer have my life Daario."

Missandei looked at her in disbelieve.

"Regarding the king, it's not a matter of liking him, Missandei," Daenerys said "I like him, I know he is kind and loving and caring and... the problem is that I'm being forced in this marriage that I don't want. And the love for him will never be born because I'm already in love with someone else and to whom I've given my heart, even if he broke it."

"But Daenerys, you need to understand that arranged marriage always happen, and-"

"I know!" Daenerys cut her off, not wanting to continue that argument "But that doesn't change-"

"Daenerys, you know your father and you know that he disliked Daario. He wouldn't have accepted that union anyway. Think carefully. He didn't even liked that your brother was friend with him."

"He would have. If I had talked with him that day when we returned from the capital-"

"No, Daenerys" she saw that Missandei was becoming very angry "You had never loved any other boy than Daario! You probably don't even know how to love! Or what loves is!"

"That's not true-"

" Yes it is, Daenerys! It's very true. You fell in love with Daario because he would call you beautiful and lovely and gorgeous and attractive. This are manipulative words. Used by someone who wants' to gain your her really means this words and loved you...he wouldn't go to the brothel, or cheat on you." she couldn't believe the words that come out of Missandei mouth. She was her best friend and should support her in this. But she is against her and against Daario.

"That's not true. He never went to the brothels. He was loyal. He didn't even sleep with a woman. He was waiting for our moment. These are just lies."

"Daenerys open your eyes. Has he ever called you anything else that this words of compliment?"

"Yes-"

"Stop lying to yourself, Daenerys! Everyone sees that he is evil and ambitious, only you defend him!"

"You don't know him!" Daenerys said looking away.

"Neither do you! And you should really ask your Father what happened to-"

"Enough!" she said feeling her tears coming at her eyes "I need some time alone Leave me."

"As you wish my lady."

And Daenerys headed towards the Godswood.

Arriving in the Godswood, Daenerys sat on the tree trunk of the Weirdwood, drying her tears. She has never argued with Missandei so much. Everyone see the bad part of Daario, but not the good, the honorable and loyal.

But that is the past she needs to forget him, even if she didn't know how. Would he find another woman? More beautiful and more passionate than her. Thinking of him spending his life with another woman, was devastating. And spark the Jealousy inside her.

"Old Gods help me!" she said looking toward the face in the tree.

Daenerys started to hear noises coming from the bushes, and when she approached, a big white wolf jumped at her, knocking her to the ground.

When he started licking her face, Daenerys giggled and then made her laugh, and pet him. All the tension, anger, and pain were disappearing.

"Now you have to get off of me, big boy!"

Looking into his red eyes Daenerys said giggling, "We've met before, but I don't know your name, little suitor."

"His name is Ghost" she jumps, hearing a voice from behind her. Turning she saw that it was the King.

"I apologize, my lady, if I frightened you. It wasn't my intention."

She didn't know what to say. Her throat seemed dry, and the words didn't come out, but in the end, she managed to formulate an answer "It doesn't matter, your graces. You didn't scare me."

He smiled, "You can call me Jon, you know. After all, in two days we're going to be husband and wife."

She tried to return the smile, but her heart began to race, knowing what will happen in two days. The King will have her virginity, her virtue, and she will not be able to give it to the man she loves.

"I saw you running towards Godswood, in tears, and I got worried. Are you all right?"

"Yes. And that Missandei and I went for a great fight, and I needed to stay sometime alone."

"Oh, I'm sorry I intruded. You want me to leave?"

"No," Daenerys replied, almost a whisper.

"What would you like to talk about, my lady?"

"Daenerys or Dany."

"Ok. What would you like to talk about, Daenerys? "he asked, with that Nordic accent. Gods it sounded so good her name coming out of his lips. It was different from how it sounded on Daario's lips, with his Essosi accent. This was more sensual and sincerer. She was sure that every girl would have already thrown herself into his arms, hearing her name in that way.

"I don't know, "she said in a low voice.

"You know, the Old Gods won't be offended if you raise your voice a little bit," he said with a smile.

She blushed and smiles and I look down. He and Daario were so different. Daario was bolder and used other words and tones. Jon was calmer and spoke kindly, maybe even too much.

"Let's start with the easiest things. What do you like?"

"I don't know…I think I'd like to learn how to use the Sword?"

"The sword!? Like my sister, Arya. She wants to become a knight" Jon said smiling, and she returned it.

"What else?"

"I like... "but before it was over, he saw Viserys and another Wolfsgurad, woman running towards the king.

"Your Grace, the Hand of the King has gathered the emergency council."

The king immediately stood up, "Dacey, accompany Daenerys to the fortress" and ran away.

"Come, my lady."

In The south...

Tywin Lannister POV

Tywin Lannister was in his studio looking at the map of Westeros. His plans were almost done, and soon he will be able to conquer the other kingdoms. For 40 years he forged his army, for one purpose only. And now he had almost two hundred thousand men in command, and more than half were veterans.

Tywin began to think of his heir, Jaime. He taught him everything he knew, but it wasn't enough. The man didn't have the character, for politics. He only knew how to fight, and perhaps conquer. He had that ambition. But he will never be able to hold it.

His son, Tyrion, the Hand of the King, had a touch for politics, and he would have been a great king if he wasn't a dwarf.

Her daughter, on the other hand, thinks she's smart, but she's not. She treats everyone with disdain and feels superior. Now that her husband is dead and her son has become king of Stormlands, there is a chance to unite the kingdoms. Joffrey, he will never be able to rule properly. He's too crazy and psychopathic.

But first, he has to take care of his biggest rivals the Tyrells.

Olenna Tyrell is as smart as a fox, but the same could not be said of her son.

He was a buffoon and certainly manipulated by his mother.

Suddenly Tywin heard someone knocking on his door.

"Come in!"

"Tywin saw Tyrion enter. "Good morning, Father!"

"Tyrion. What do you want."

"Is this the way to talk to your Hand, father?"

"I am trying to preserve the future of our house. So hurry up. Or wait for the council meeting."

"The council must not know what we have to talk about."

Tywin nodded and saw that Tyrion went to get some wine.

"Your brother Jaime? Where is he?"

"Where he has been for the last twenty years," he said with humor, but when he turned around and saw that he wasn't laughing, he added, "With his wife. Of course!"

Returning, Tyrion gave him a goblet of wine, and then he too took a sip from his own.

"So what did you want to talk about to me?"

"Our so-called winged man in the North has told us that the wolf king has the intention of marrying Daenerys Targaryen."

"So what? I don't see the problem."

"This will tie the bond between the king and his Hand more and more."

"It doesn't matter. When I conquer the North, I will extinguish two ancient dynasties with one blow. And the young wolf king does not have the character to rule a kingdom, especially under siege, from all side. Soon his other enemies will destroy him, then we will have our opportunity. He is not Ned Stark. That was a king to be feared. This is only a brat who wants to do the King."

"Maybe?" and twirling his index finger on his goblet, Tyrion added, "So we must focus our attention on the south."

"Yes, and I've already planned my next move."

"So, may I know it too!?" asked Tyrion making a gesture with his hands, and with a face.

"First, I intend to marry Myrcella Baratheon with Gerion Lannister, your brother firstborn. She is almost 16 years old and he 19. This would unite the Kingdom of the Rock and the Kingdom of the Storm."

"You forget that your daughter is an ambitious woman, and she will oppose."

"Yes, she could, but unlike her, I have a powerful army, and she doesn't. And you really think I'm going to let that mad boy Joffrey rule."

"What do you mean father?" Tyrion asked in a voice surprised, but betrayed. He really believed that he didn't know the story between Jaime and Cersei!?

"We both know he's not a Baratheon. And we both know that he will never kneel down to me when the right time comes."

"For how long have you know about them?" Tyrion asked, looking towards his goblet.

"Since she married Robert Baratheon. And your mother told me when she surprised them, in a compromising position."

"So you're going to kill your nephew, kill your blood?"

"No. Put him in a dungeon if he doesn't bend the knee."

"What if he rebels and marches with an army against you?"

"Then he will die. And do not worry about him, soon his lords will rebel against him, and he will be the one to ask my help. Then I'll give him my terms. The only thing that matters is the future of the House, the future of the dynasty. The single members don't matter."

"So when do you intend to invade the Reach?"

"Soon. I'll communicate that in the next meeting of the small Council."

"Well, that's good."

"Now you can go, and find your brother. I have to talk to him."

"Yes, your grace!" Tyrion said in a mocking voice. If he didn't have such a strong mind for politics, he would have killed him already. His whoring and drinking, are shaming the House.

After a while, Tywin saw Jaime coming in. He was a man in his forty with fairly long hair and a beard. The best swordsman of the kingdom, and as his wife, Tywin had chosen Ellyn of House Reyne, to stop the conflict between their two Houses.

"Father, you wanted to see me?"

"Did I decide to have Gerion married to Myrcella Baratheon?"

"Fine. Two kingdoms reunited to conquer the other kingdoms."

"Yes, but that's not why I called you. I hope you had a good time with your wife in these weeks because you won't see her for a while."

"What do you mean."

"I mean that you are going to join the army that I will rally in two days on the border with The Reach.

Jaime the nodded and when Tywin is about to leave said, "So I suggest you spend these last few hours well. The house still needs heirs."

When he left, Tywin leaned against the desk sighing. He will need to teach Gerion more politics and be more cunning because his son wasn't smart.