Chapter 7: The Wedding

Jon

Today was the day he would marry Daenerys Targaryen in front of the Old Gods. He wore a white tunic with the metal wolf on his chest, the emblem of his House, and gray trousers. On his head was the crown of the Kings of Winter.

"You are beautiful, my son! And I'm sure that also your bride will think that "Jon heard his mother's voice coming from the door, and turning around he saw that Arthur was there too.

His mother approached him, she was wearing a dark dress with the Emblems of House Stark and House Dayne on her chest., and putting his hand on his face, she said looking him in the eyes "Daenerys is really very lucky to have you as a husband, because you're good, kind..." and then added with a smile "and handsome."

Jon gave her a big smile, and putting his hand on her face, he rubbed it too. His heart was full of joy. And he almost had tears in his eyes.

Then she became serious and so did he, and she said, "But, you too are lucky to have a wife like Daenerys. She is a strong, generous, kind and good girl. And she will love your people, as you love them and as I love them. And above all, I am sure that she will love you deeply. "

"Your Grace." Arthur said coming near him, and taking the cloak of House Stark "It's time to go." And he put the cloak on his shoulders.

His mother Ashara first kissed his cheeks and then his forehead. "Now my son you will become a man! And your real journey will begin."

As he approached the door, Jon took a breath and walked out of the door with his mother and Arthur behind him.

On his way out, he saw that the Wolfsguard was on two sides and was waiting for him. And Jon smiled. Then he noticed that Viserys was giving a smile to Dacey and she was rolling her eyes at him.

As he walked through the corridor leading out, Jon saw Arya coming towards him in a Stark woman's dress and her hair braided. She looked wonderful in it.

"I know. Everyone's telling me that. But that doesn't change the fact that I hate to wear it."

"Come on, let's head towards the Godswood."

"Are you nervous brother?"

"Yes. I've never been so nervous. And I miss Robb. I wish he was here. But someone has to defend the borders in the North. Anyway, after the wedding and after a couple of days, I will leave for the wall too. I have to negotiate with Mance Rayder."

"And I'll go with you."

"No." And she gave him a dead look.

"Not because you're not good with the sword. But because you have to stay at the castle." Leaning against her ear, he whispered, "We have traitors in the castle, and you must protect our mother and my wife. My Wolfsguard will come with me. Benjen, Arthur, Lord Aerys, Grey Worm and Robb, are the only ones who know there's a traitor."

"I'll do it, brother. But we both know who the traitors are."

"Yes, but I can't do anything about it without proof. Jon replied and then began to walk again."

When they arrived at the Godswood, Jon saw that some lords were present. And his stepmother, his sister Sansa and Bran, who was dressed almost identically to him were also present. It seems that Catelyn Tully never stops plotting.

Jon felt even more nervous walking towards the Weirwoodtree, where Lord Aerys was waiting for him.

After a while he saw her coming, accompanied by her brother Rhaegar, who was wearing a black and red tunic with the three headed dragon of House Targaryen on his chest, and Daenerys' mother, Lady Rhaella, who was wearing a long red and black dress, again with the three headed dragon of House Targaryen, and a fur on her shoulders. She was beautiful, but Daenerys was even more beautiful. She wore a beautiful dark white dress, almost light gray, and the maiden's cloak of House Targaryen on her shoulders. Her hairs were braided, with some dropping her over her shoulders and then over her chest. And God, those beautiful purple eyes. Jon feels his heart beating fast. She gave him a smile, but Jon saw that it was not a spontaneous one. Maybe it was because of the nervousness of the situation.

When she arrived at the Weirwoodtree, Lord Aerys asked "Who comes before the Old Gods this night?"

"Daenerys, of the House Targaryen, comes here to be wed. A woman grown, trueborn and noble. She comes to beg the blessing of the Gods. Who comes to claim her?" responded Rhaegar, the one to give away the bride.

"Jon, of House Stark, the King in the North, and Lord of Winterfell. Who gives her?"

"Rhaegar, of House Targaryen, heir to the Winter-Dragon, son of Lord Aerys Targaryen and brother to the bride."

"Lady Daenerys, do you take this man?" asked Lord Aerys.

She didn't respond, first looking at her mothers than at her brothers Rhaegar, who was with her, and Viserys on the same side, and then to her father. But Jon didn't leave her face. Now he was beginning to panic because she wasn't responding. After some time of silence, she turned toward him and said "I take this man."

Then they Joined the hands and kneeled before the Weirwoodtree, and began to swear to the gods. He thanked them for his wife, and swear again that will never break their union, no matter what happens.

When they got up, Jon removed the maiden'clock of House Targaryen and put the bride'clock of House Stark on her shoulders, and they kissed each other chaste on their lips to seal the marriage.

After the kiss, he took her in his arms and carried her to the hall where there will be a small feast. When Jon took her, she was light and saw that she was surprised, but still, she wrapped her arms around his neck. While Jon was carrying her, he noticed that she never took her eyes off his face, and this gave him some embarrassment.

When he arrived in the hall, Jon carried her to the king's table and put her down.

"Let the feast begin. Jon saw that everyone began. Some people drank, some talked, then he heard his mother "Your grace! Don't you want to open the dances?"

He looked towards Daenerys and saw that she had red cheeks, and looked down.

Taking a breath and standing up, Ion said, "My queen, would you like us to open the dances?"

She nodded, and she got up. As they started to dance, Jon notices that she was a good dancer. After they finished they returned to their table and began to eat and drink. Jon began to look around and observe, everyone was chatting. I notice that Viserys was still hitting on Dacey.

His mother was in a heated conversation with Rhaella. And Arthur was always vigilant. Lord Aerys was in a conversation with some Lord. Jon smiled and took a sip of wine from his goblet.

After a while, he saw that his mother managed to trick Arthur to the dance floor and also Lord Aerys and Lady Rhaella, other Lords and Rhaegar and his Betrothed, joined.

Jon glanced towards his wife and saw that she was very nervous, and he didn't know what to say. It was in these moments that he needed Robb's advice. Robb was very good at talking to the girls, considering his experiences.

She gave a smile back, but it was a forced smile.

So Jon leaned toward her and kissed her cheek. She looked shocked by this gesture. This was the second kiss he gave her. The first one was the one on her lips, even if it was fast, then this one on her cheek.

"Don't be nervous," he said, with a smile. "I promise that everything will be fine."

They continued to look at each other for a moment, and she leaned toward him, trying to kiss him on the lips, but at a mere inch from his lips, she quickly looked away.

Jon sighed. Then he saw Grey Worm coming in a more serious face. Damn, he really didn't know how to enjoy a feast.

"Grey Worm," Jon said, but he leaned against his ears, and said whispering.

He couldn't believe what he was hearing. It seems that Missandei had told him that Daenerys was forced

In this marriage, and that she didn't approve. He felt anger lied to him and forced his daughter to marry him. After he asked him several times, he lied to him.

He has to talk to Daenerys right now, so he gets up quickly.

"My lords, it's time for us to retire and consume the ceremony, but no one should dare touch her. We'll go alone. Arthur! Viserys! Come!" Then turning to the lords he said, "You can continue."

Daenerys

As they made their way to their room where they would consume the marriage, the king did not speak to her and did not even look at her, he kept his eyes fixed on the floor as he walked, with his arms behind his back.

Once they arrived in the royal chamber, Daenerys began to worry, and to panic. Jon's mode went from kind to almost angry. And he wanted to talk to her.

Entering the room the King turned to Arthur and her brother " Go. I don't want any guards here. Go back to the feast."

"But your grace?"

"Now!" He said in a firm voice and this made her skin shivering and her heart beating fast because now she was alone with him. And he was very angry.

Daenerys didn't know what she had done wrong since she had behaved very good with him and started getting worming towards him.

As he slammed the door, the king turned to her, and looking into her eyes, he said "I need you to tell me something."

She waited because she didn't really know what he wanted her to say.

"I need you to tell me the truth. I don't care what your father told you to say, or what your mother, or even if my mother instructed you. I only want the truth." He said crossing his arms, and continuing to look in her eyes, with that look of a dangerous wolf.

She didn't know what he was referred too, and she was starting to worry.

"Did you approve the marriage?" he asked in a cold voice, as he was approaching her.

The question shocked her and her eyes widened. She was sure that she didn't give away that she was in love with someone else and that she was forced. She had passed the last three days to appear the more comfortable, even around him, but this question. She didn't know how to respond.

"Did or did you not?" he raised her voice and that made her jump.

She shocks her "No!" she felt tears coming from her eyes "I didn't." And she turned her gaze to look to the floor.

He let out a breath and looked away "Why didn't you said anything. You've been here for three days. And we even talked."

"Because it didn't matter anymore. The man I fell in love with didn't love me anymore. And I accepted this marriage even if I didn't want it." Daenerys replied, still looking down on the ground, but she realized later the mistake she had made. Reveal that she was in love with another.

"What did you say?" The king asked in a hard voice and furrowed eyebrow.

Swallowing and taking a breath she said "Before we met and my father told me that I was forced to marry you, I was in love with a man. His name is Daario of House Naharis. We had known each other for many years but only two years ago we admitted to each other our love, and become more though I fell in love with him from the first moment I saw him. She didn't have the courage to look up and look at him.

"Old Gods. Ar-are you pregnant?"

At that she looked at him in "What!?" in disbelief, she shakes her head "Of course I'm not! We never did it?"

"You realize what you've done? You've destroyed our lives. Do you think marriage is a game? Maybe it is for you, but not for me. I have made vows and oaths of blood that I do not intend to break, and that are worth a lot."

She goes back to looking down, feeling ashamed a little. She didn't think that this would have been a great deal for him, after all, he was a king.

"You thought that by marrying me and having power and the title of queen, he would run back to you and you would fuck and pass the child as mine! Did you think I was that stupid?" he was yelling now.

She shakes her head.

"Then what the hell was going through your head when you were sitting in this keep and seeing me almost every day, knowing that you didn't want to marry me?" he asked, still yelling at her.

"My parents-"

"Were your parents the ones who were going to marry me?" He asked stepping so close to her that she could hear his heartbeat.

She dares to look at him, but it was a mistake because she saw that he was furious even though he was really trying to hold back his anger

"This is our life Dany, you shouldn't have let them impose this to you," said Jon with a softer voice. Gods, that nickname sounded so good out of his mouth and was rising the warm from her core. She didn't know what was happening to her, it was just a name, she never felt this way. And no one apart her mother and her Brothers had called this way, and sometimes Missandei. But she never felt this way. Or even when Daario tried to say her name in a seductive way she didn't feel this way., but then she was brought back from her thoughts when she heard the king said "this move...this carelessness...and I'll admit, my nativity" he took a deep breath "we've just fucked up both of our lives."

She bit her lip, to try not to cry, but she fails. She felt hurt by his words, buy everything he said, but she knows he was right, so she began to cry and put her hands over her face to try to silence them.

Then she feels arms wrapping around her neck, and she knows it was him. So she wrapped her hands over his middle and began to cray in his chest.

"I'm sorry," Jon said whispering in his ear. "I shouldn't have yelled, but the anger took the wind up for a moment. Because now we are trapped in a marriage without love, and none of us can do anything."

She began to stop crying, his voice made her calm, and she didn't know why he had this effect on her. Then she raised her eyes up to look at him, still both with arms wrapped around each other.

Cleaning her tears with his tube he said "Go to sleep in the bed. I'll sleep on the floor near the fire. Tomorrow you will go to your room" and he left her, heading towards a chest to take what looked like a pillow and some fur.

She was confused. He was supposed to consume this marriage. After all, this was his right, but he didn't.

"But..." she hesitates. "We're supposed to..."

He ignored her, making his bed on the floor near the fire.

"I'm your wife...and the North and my parents, and the old Gods...they're waiting for a child and-"

He looked at her and the anger that head begins to extinguish returned, and he responded again in that cold voice and raised "I don't care what all the North is waiting. I don't care what your parents want, or whoever instructed you in this little theater. Wife or not, I refused to have sex with a woman that was forced into this, or that doesn't love, or even want me."

She looked at him, not knowing what to say. She was speechless. She knows that other lord and the other kings wouldn't care what the woman would want. They would have taken her against her will. But he doesn't, even if the law would give him the right. That gave her some peace.

"Go to sleep," he said as he lay down on the floor.

She hesitates, but walked to the bed. After climbing in and covering herself with the furs. She looked one last time toward him and saw that he was lying on his back with his hands crossed behind his head and looking upwards.

She sighed and turned.

She was beginning to enjoy this day, but then everything went wrong. She didn't know why, but Missandei had tried to warn her.

Now she knew. And any possibility of future or compromise was over. Her life was over.

Viserys

After escorting the king and his sister, along with Arthur, Viserys returned to the room where the party was held. He saw that Dacey was still sitting there, and he smiled. Dacey was really a beautiful woman, long raven hair, long pretty face, and brown eyes. A real beauty. And he was falling in love with her. But he was sure that she would never return him. Even if they spent a lot of time alone together.

Approaching the table from behind her, Viserys whispered to her in a more seductive voice, "Are you having fun?"

"Yes. We women of Bear Island can handle the wine well," she responded in the same tone. It must be the wine because she never talked to him this way.

That's when an idea came to Viserys. Let's do a drinking challenge. If I win, you give me a kiss on the lips. If you win, I'll be serious with you for a while.

"Get ready to lose."

And they started drinking one glass of wine after another. After a few glasses, Viserys heard her ask, "Why didn't you stay and guard the newlyweds' door?"

"The king didn't want anyone there. He seemed pissed and I didn't say anything, and neither did Arthur." Taking a sip from his goblet he added "and I don't want to listen how my sister is fucked."

She chuckled and then said with a smirk "Are you a virgin?"

He nearly choked with the wine he was drinking "W-what!?"

"I asked if you'd ever been with a woman!"

"No," Viserys replied, feeling a little embarrassed to talk to her about this topic.

"Have you ever been in love?"

"Yes." Viserys didn't know what game she was playing. It must be the wine.

"Are you still?"

"Yes."

"Do I know her?"

"Yes. But that's enough. I ask the questions now" Viserys answered leaning forward with the elbows on the table. But what he didn't expect was that she would do the same and their faces were so close, and they looked at each other.

"Have you ever been with a man?"

"N-no" She responded in a whisper by looking him in the eye and Viserys heard her breath quickened and also the beat of her heart.

"Are you in love with someone?" He hopes she says no, so he would have some chance.

"Yes" she responded and he felt disappointment. She then leaned and kissed him on the lips, and he was surprised. But then she quickly she pulled away.

"Sorry." She said in an embraced voice. Then standing up, she runs away.

"Dacey, wait..." Viserys called after her, but she was already away.

When he returned to his room for sleep, he couldn't take out of his head the conversation that they have. It started as a game but ended differently. And that kiss, those soft lips. It will be hard to forget the kiss. She will surely blame the wine, but for him, it was not so.

When he took off his clothes, he went under the fur to sleep. From that night he began to dream the kiss, and crave for even more.