Chapter 12: Planning something special

In the South...

Arianne POV

Arianne took some food and went back to the cave. Two days had passed since she found him. As she entered the cave, she saw that the fire was still burning, but he was not waxing on the blanket and this sends panic into her body. Her father must have found it, but then heard someone grab her and put his hand on her mouth.

"Who are you?" The man asked.

Arianne was thinking about whether to reveal her true identity to him or whether to lie. Her uncle always told her to observe and deceive the enemy before attacking.

" Well?" he asked, taking his hand out of her mouth.

"My name is Nymeria. I found you on the beach, wounded. I didn't know where else to take you." He nodded and left her. Then he went down to the ground, and she saw that she was in pain.

"I brought you some food," she said, giving him the bag.

"Thank you," he answered, taking the bag, and she sat on the blanket in front of him.

While he was eating she began to look at him. He had removed his shirt apparently, and she saw that the blood where the wound was on his side had stained the bandages.

Liking her lips she said, "I should change your bandage," she said, pointing her finger at his wound.

"Oh... Okay!" he laid down the food and putting his hands behind, he stretched out his legs to give her access, though, she saw that he was feeling pain on his injured leg.

She approached him and began to change his bandage, and all this time he looked at her, and feeling his eyes on her made her a little uncomfortable, and while he was bare-chested.

"See something you like, prince?" She asked with a smirk.

"Yes. The most beautiful woman I've ever laid my eyes on."

She didn't answer, just smiled. Her plan will have even more success if he falls in love with her. She could play him more easily and get what she wants.

"My men? What happened to them?"

"I found only you. What happened?" she asked looking up at him.

He sighed "We were attacked by three Martell'ships."

"Did they have any other banners on the ships?"

" Apart from the big suns? No."

"You need to know that they weren't under the command of the Prince of Dorne."

"Maybe. Or maybe they were under orders of the Princess."

"NO!" She snapped and tightened the bandage more.

"Careful, girl," He said putting his hand on the wound and lying on his other side, and she felt a little guilty. But hearing him too say it was her, it boiled her blood. She had already sent a message to Daemon about the danger, and she really hoped that he was still alive.

"I'm sorry," she replied.

"It doesn't matter. But why did you get angry? Do you know the princess?"

"Maybe."

He sighed and lay down on his back completely, and she began to change the bandage on his leg.

"Have you seen my hawk?"

"He was here yesterday. Maybe he went hunting."

"Yes, of snakes," he said in a tone she didn't like, it was like it had a double meaning. So she thought about what to say so that it would have a double meaning. If he wanted to play, she was ready to do it.

"Maybe. But snakes can bite."

"Not if the hawk attacks him with his claws."

"Anyway, I have to go now. I'll come tomorrow."

"Okay." As she was leaving, she heard "Nymeria..." and she turned towards him.

" Thank you for saving my life. And I apologize if I offended you earlier, or your princess. That wasn't my intention."

"It doesn't matter. Now rest." And she left.

When she arrived at the palace the guards escorted her immediately to her father, because apparently, he had to talk to her, again.

"What did I do this time? " Arianne asked, crossing her hands, but he pointed his hand at a chest that was on his desk, and the terror took control of her body.

When she opened the top, she saw that Daemon's head was inside.

"What have you done?" shouted Arianne in tears.

"I killed the man behind the attack to the prince."

"Daemon had nothing to do with it! He was innocent! You killed an innocent man."

"You led him down this road. TO the war that will start with the Reach. It's your fault he died."

"No. His blood is on your hands, and I will never forgive you for this!" And she furiously walked out of the room swearing revenge on her father for killing Daemon, an innocent man.

In the North...

Jon POV

Jon was in a destroyed Winterfell, with snow around him, but what caught his attention was that there were no bodies. He began to cross it and reached the courtyard, with Winterfell's outer gate in front of him. Seeing the horror in front of him, he fell to his knees. On the spikes in front of him were impaled the heads and the bodies of his loved ones. His mother Ashara, Arthur, Benjen, Aerys, Rhaella, Robb, Ghost, his Wolfsguards, and especially his beautiful wife, Daenerys. He began to cry and fell with his forehead on the snow. Suddenly he heard an icy and evil laugh coming from the entrance of the destroyed gate, and when he looked he saw an icy man coming in, in frosty armour and with blue eyes. Behind him were other men who were all the same, but they had long white hair with beards.

He heard that hissing and an icy voice saying, "King Wolf, Son of the Wolf, Son of Winter, Jon the Impaler, Lord Impaler, King Warg, Defender of the Weaks, Protector of the Innocent. All titles earned and feared... Yet you are here on your knees in front of me, the true King of Winter and Night." He heard the Ice King unleash his ice sword and hit him on the head.

After the hit, Jon found himself in an icy room. The Night King sat on his throne, and with the others at his side.

He heard that hissing and icy again say, "Now I'm going to take your head," and with a slit, everything turned black.

"I hope you like this future, for it will happen if you don't free me," said another hissing, icy voice, but one he knew very well.

"Never!" shouted Jon, and then he woke up in his room.

He started gasping and catching his breath, his heart beats from the scenes he saw and especially from Daenerys' mutilated and impaled body. Looking to his right he saw that she was sleeping, but she was uncovered. He covered her again and then got up and went to get a goblet of water, that was on the table.

He leaned against the table with his hands in front of him and closed his eyes. He has to go to the crypts and see where that woman, who has been haunting him in dreams since he was a child, was.

Looking towards the window he saw that it was still night outside, So he put on his tunic and cape and began to head towards the crypts, only with Ghost as his protector. After having arrived there, Jon began to slowly cross them. On the sides, there were the statues of the Kings of the North until he arrived in front of the door that had always called him.

"It's a terrifying thing, isn't it, boy? Not knowing what one might find on the other side of this door."

So Jon tried to open it, but he couldn't. It was strange, it was like it was sealed with spells and other things, so he decided to leave it. He'll have to send someone to seal this door completely, with stones.

Back in their room, he saw that Daenerys was still sleeping. So he took off his fur coat and sat on the chair in front of the fire, to think. After a few hours of staring at the fire in which he saw the figures and drinking some wine, he heard a voice say, " You can't sleep?"

"I had a bad nightmare" he replied not taking off his eyes from the fire.

He heard her take some wine and sit on the other chair, but he still didn't look at her. He could not get out of his head, the image of his family and his kingdom destroyed.

"Jon?" She called him with a soft voice, and he looked at her "I know we don't have a great relationship yet, or whether this is a relationship or not, but if you have something to tell or confide, I'm here. As a friend, of course."

Taking a breath, he starts to tell her the dream, looking towards the fire, and he hears her gasping. Saying out loud the horrors he saw in the dream, made his shivering.

"It was just a dream. You shouldn't worry about it. And there's still the Wall between us and them."

"Yes," He answered with a smile. "Go to sleep, Dany."

"You should, too."

"I don't think I could fall asleep."

She nodded and headed toward the bed.

"Dany..." he called her, and she turned to him.

"Yes."

"You should come to the council meetings sometime."

She nodded smiling and then laid down on the bed. After a while, he went too, trying to get to sleep, but he couldn't.

After lying down for almost two hours with his eyes closed, Jon decided to get up and head towards his studio. He had a lot of stuff to do.

As he walked through the hallway, Jon saw Lord Aerys coming towards him, which seemed strange to them. "What's it? Is there serious news from the Wall?"

"No. But Robb managed to start the march, and the wildlings are still waiting."

'Waiting. Why were they waiting?' Asked himself, Jon. 'They have numbers, unless...'

"I have to find Master Luwin."

"Wait, Jon. We have to talk."

"About what?"

"How are things going with Daenerys?"

"Good."

"Jon, you don't have to lie to me. I know you haven't lied with her, yet. And that's bad. Especially if you're going to go to the Wall."

He didn't know what to say, because he knew Aerys was right. But he couldn't get Daenerys' frightened face off his mind. And so he didn't have the courage to go that far. Even if he knew how to seduce a woman if he wanted. Robb taught him the ways to a woman's heart.

Approaching, Aerys put his hand on his shoulder and said, "My boy, you must lie with the queen otherwise Brandon will become King, and through him, Catelyn will rule, and destroy us all. Your mother, your uncle, my family, Robb, and Daenerys. Remember that. This has nothing to do with love, whether you like it or not. But the future of the kingdom."

Jon sighed and nodded in acceptance, even though he did not intend to do what Aerys asked him. There was the vow he had made to the gods, and one day he will need to tell Daenerys, but not yet.

Before leaving, Aerys added, "And if you don't like her, you don't have to look her in the face in order for her to give you an heir. It's not difficult. She only needs to open her legs and you just need to slide in."

"My lord, watch out how you talk about my wife, who is also your daughter. Try not to use such language."

" Forgive me," said Aerys, and left. Jon saw that he was a bit offended by the tone he used, but he couldn't let him speak with those words.

As he made his way to Master Luwin's studio, he thought about this conversation. Doesn't like Daenerys? Jon was thinking of her all the time when she wasn't there and also when she was there. His heart was racing when she was close to him, even if he could keep it quiet.

Jon sighed and shook his head. It was time to think about matters of state.

When he arrived at the master's studio, Jon entered and said, "Good morning, Master Luwin, you need to send a raven to Robb urgently, with the order to split the army."

"Split it?"

"Yes. I believe that the wildlings want to attack from the south and above all, I believe that they want to attack the other castles, which are not well defended. Tell him that he divides his army into three parts. He will go to Black Castle, and the other two parts to Shadow Tower and Eastwatch-by-the-Sea."

"Yes, your grace."

Then he left to head to the council.

When he got there he saw that almost everyone was present except Aerys, who had just met with him, and was heading in the opposite direction, and Lord Umber, who was at Castle Black.

"My lords, let's get started."

"Without Lord Aerys?"

"If he's not here, it means that he has more important things to do."

"Yes, your grace."

"How the constructions for the signal towers along the coasts are going."

" Good, but they're progressing slowly. It's not easy to build so many towers."

Jon nodded. "News from the South?"

"Yes. Tywin Lannister moved part of his army to the border with the Kingdom of the Reach, and the Dornishmen attacked the ship headed towards them with the prince of the Reach, on board, killing him "attacked the ship headed for them with the Prince on board, killing him."

"You mean Tywin Lannister was."

"What, your grace?"

"I say it was definitely King Tywin Lannister who did that."

"Rumors have it that the ships were Martell."

"Yes, but that doesn't mean they weren't hired by King Tywin. Anyway, is there anything else?"

"Hoster Tully's health is weakening. Soon he will die and his son will become King."

"And his sister is the one who's unleashing it on us. Is there anything else?"

"No, your grace."

"Good. You may go."

He'll have to warn Howland Reed to keep his eyes open on the border.

Missandei POV

Missandei was heading toward the room of the king and Daenerys, entering she saw that Daenerys was about to get dressed in her training clothes.

"Do you need help, Daenerys?"

"Yes, with my hair. I want you to braid them." She sat down in front of the mirror and Missandei began to weave her hair.

"How are things going with the king?"

Daenerys sighed and responded, " Good, I think. We're starting to take small steps, and I think he's starting to trust me. Today he told me about the dream that woke him up, and I think it's already a big step, towards a friendship."

"Yes, but friendship will not make you conceive a child." She answered, looking towards Daenerys.

"I know. But we're still uncomfortable about that kind of subject, and above all, neither of us has talked about that episode since it happened."

"You should talk, Daenerys, otherwise you'll never move on. You should get to know each other better and. You should get to know each other better and a dinner, just between the two of you, would be a great thing because you can talk to each other about things that others don't have to know.

"Maybe. But we usually eat in the common hall, and it's not that you can talk to each other in that noise, and then he's always busy with the others anyway," she replied and lowered her gaze. "Anyway, I have to go now. Arya is waiting for me in the courtyard."

"Daenerys, would you like to get to know the king better?

"Yes, of course" she responded."

"Then leave everything to me." Daenerys gave her a smile and walked out of the room.

Missandei now knew what she had to do and, above all, who to ask for help from. So when she left the room she went to find Grey Worm, because he was the closest to the king and above all because he knew the situation.

When she arrived at the training yard, she saw that he was training the recruits in the Unsullied tactics.

She approached him "Grey Worm," and he turned "I need your help, to bring the King and Queen closer together

"You are speaking with the wrong friend. Robb Snow is the one who does well with women. Not me."

"But it was you who created all this mess by telling the king the truth about the queen and Daario."

"She was lying to my King, she would have hurt him. I couldn't allow it. The Unsullied owe everything to the King."

Missandei saw that he had an angry face, although she thought that this was his usual expression. Now she was caught by his statements, and she wanted to ask him the question things that always was in her head since she heard about it.

so Liking her lips, she asked "Grey Worm. What happened to Astapor?"

"The hells. The real terror."

"I thought the Unsullied were fearless and didn't believe in the hells."

She saw him tensing when she asked him that, and she knew she shouldn't have asked, because the Unsullied were proud soldiers, and confident in their skills and not showing fear.

"It's true. We're not afraid of death, but what we saw that day was unimaginable. It never happened in Essos, and I never saw that kind of scene. No mortal has ever done that."

"So you decided to follow a monster," but she immediately regretted what she said because Grey Worm took a look at her and angrily replied, "He's not a monster. He was our savior!"

"I'm sorry! So that's why you followed him here?"

"We're here by our own choice. We were freed and the king told us that we could go where we wanted, or we could come here, where a ruthless enemy would soon arrive bringing with him the Winds of Winter. Anyway, we are paid as regular soldiers for our services."

"What do the Unsullied do with the money?"

"What everyone else does."

"For example?" she asked curious and knew she was drifting away from the main topic.

"It doesn't matter. So how must I help you?"

"I want to prepare a romantic dinner just for the king and queen. And you should keep the king busy all day and away from the bedroom and suppressed away from the queen."

"All right. Now I have to get back to the training. The king needs his army ready for the war, that will come soon."

One was done, now she had to talk to another person.

As she was looking for the king's mother, Missandei thought back to what Grey had said, and she became even more curious about what had happened in Astapor.

She found the king's mother coming out of her rooms.

"Your Grace" She greeted bowing.

"Missandei. Right?"

"Yes, your grace," she replied. "I would need your help to help the king and the queen to come closer to each other."

"Interesting. I'm all ears," responded the king's mother, opening the door to her room, and she entered, a little embarrassed.

"Sitting on a chair, Missandei asked, "I would need information about the food the king likes best because I already know everything for the queen."

"So, you'll make them a dinner?"

"Yes, a romantic dinner. After all, it's also my fault that the king found out about Daario and turned away from the queen on the wedding night without consuming the marriage."

"I understand. Then I'll help you. I'll tell the kitchen to make the king's special dinner."

" Can you tell them to give it to me before they take it to the room?"

"Of course. Is there anything else?"

"Yes. You have to keep the queen away from the royal rooms while I prepare the dinner. I want it to be a surprise."

"Of course," she replied smiling. "If there's nothing else."

"No, your grace. And I thank you for your help" Missandei bowed.

"You don't have to call me 'your grace', Missandei. I am no longer the queen, and I am not as pretentious as the other ladies or widows queens of the south. Or Catelyn Tully. Call me Lady Ashara, or just Ashara."

She nodded and gave her a smile, and then walked out of the room.

Lady Ashara was really a good woman like Lady Rhaella. And above all, she was very beautiful. And it seems that the king's gentility comes from his mother.

She shook her head and walked away. She had a lot of things to do.