Glad you are all still with me on this. Please don't lose faith in this fic! Just because Jon and Dany are leaving to Essos to settle there, doesn't mean that the story is over! There will be more to come on our lovebirds.
And yea, I snuck in a title of a fic I am still working on hahaha!
Oh note as well, I don't particularly like to create wedding scenes, so I am just going to summarize. If you want to know what the wedding should look like….well….. I'm certain that there are other fics that have them.
That's all I gotta say, enjoy the next one!
Jon is flying in the blue skies, gliding gracefully above the dune lands.
Gliding?
He noticed that his arms are stretched, he has wings! In his mind, he knew that he could fly, but he didn't understand why and how he is able to fly. It's like a second hidden nature that he had without conscience.
And where is he? Looking from above, seeing how there are not many trees or lush lands but just sand and dunes, he can tell that it's not Westeros. Is this perhaps Essos? There are pyramids and square houses and cities that he passed by, this is definitely not Westeros.
When he passed the cities and to the open field where it leads to the ocean, he heard a loud roar coming from above. He didn't have to turn his head up as a large figure glides past him, that's when he can see who managed to pass him.
A white dragon flying in front of him, the same white dragon he saw in his dreams and who attacked Tywin! It didn't look like it is hostile towards him, rather an ally. But…..the way the great creature looks at him sends him shivers. Those violet eyes….. they stared at him with such intensity.
But the white dragon only looked at him for a while before it looks ahead and ascends to the skies.
He couldn't help but follow. He wanted to know who this mysterious dragon is that draws his attention…
Before a hand startled him awake.
Jon blinked awake to find someone's small hand on his face. As he lifted the hand up, he squinted to see that it's his sister, who unconsciously moved her position in her sleep, lying on her back, one hand on her stomach, and the other he gently placed it back to her side. He lightly chuckles at the sight of how calm Arya is sleeping, let alone sleeping outside of Winterfell in a creepy tree that belonged to a mysterious python shifter. It's as if she had no problem at all.
His eyes then drifted to the other person he adored very much, his mate sleeping soundly beside his sister. She looks so calm and beautiful at the same time, a true dragon princess. To think that she'd fall in love with the bastard of Winterfell is beyond his imagination, she truly is magical.
And now she is his mate, and they are leaving Westeros.
The thought of leaving makes his heartache. Sure, there were more bitter memories than sweet ones at his time growing up: the way Lady Stark and half of the pack members treated him were painful, back then, he'd gladly leave them all for a new life.
However, he couldn't bear the thought of leaving his siblings and his uncle, father, and mentor. They were all the most important people in his life and that made this journey to a new life painful.
He looks down to his sleeping sister at the thought of it. To wake up and not seeing Arya begging him to take her with him for patrolling, training with his brother Robb, his father's kindness seeking guidance from his uncle and mentor. He will truly miss them all, his Northern family.
"Jon?"
The white wolf's gaze turned to the soft voice he grew to adore and found her violet eyes looking at him sadly. "Are you alright?"
Banishing his initial thoughts, he shifted where he lays and looks at her lovingly, "Aye," he answered, "Sorry, did I wake you up?"
She shook her head and smiled at him, "No, but your thoughts are quite loud over there."
He chuckled, "So now you can hear my thoughts?"
She gave him a cheeky smile, "Maybe?"
He lightly chuckled, loving this side of her. It's amazing how far Dany had come along. The once fearful cub is now replaced to a fearless dragon shifter who attacked the lions in order to save the pack.
But even before she can shift into a dragon, he had already known that she is full of courage. After Theon deliberately insulted him in front of Dany on her first day as a pack member, she didn't hesitate to reject him to be with a bastard of Winterfell. She could have been with the prince of the Iron Islands, but she chose to be with the lowly bastard of the Alpha Stark. That was how he knew that there is something special in her.
And instead of accepting a marriage with the prince of the High Elves, she chose the bastard of Winterfell again. She could maybe have had her name back by marrying high lords or princes of Westeros, but she chose him over them again. Dany is willing to have a bastard name to be with him than to recover her birth name. How can he not fall harder for her?
He wishes he could do something more for her. Afterall, she is a princess. She doesn't deserve to follow what he had to go through after she joins the pack. Had her life been a little more different, she would be treated like a princess, as she should be. She would not be mistreated nor shamed upon because she had to carry a name that was given by the Stag King.
Jon hopes that, once they embark to a new life, he can give her a life she deserves. That they deserve.
"What are you thinking?" her soothing voice stopped his train of thoughts. Her violet eyes look at him with so much concern and curiosity on what is making him lost in his mind.
He shook his head, "it's nothing."
Dany sighed, he doesn't know whether it was a disappointed or defeated sigh. She looks down at the sleeping Arya, who looks like she won't be waking up anytime soon, then she sat up and lifts her head to face him, "Can we talk outside?"
Jon blinked, what's this? But he nodded and followed her to the main room of this underground house.
When they entered the main room, Melisandre is still nowhere to be found, so that's good. Whatever Dany wants to tell him might be a private matter, if she doesn't want Arya to hear this, who is to say that she wants the snake shifter to listen as well?
They both sat on the root made chair in front of the root made table, sitting beside each other, watching the torch burning brightly on the wall. It's amazing how something can still illuminate such brightness underground, let alone, not catching on fire. The snake shifter is truly a magical creature, but whose side is she on, that depends on her terms on who is right.
They didn't say anything at first, just admiring the peace and quietness of the room. It's hard to find this peace back in Winterfell, which is why Jon is enjoying this moment. It felt like the world belongs to them both.
Jon took her hand in his, savoring how soft her white skin is and the warmth radiating from her. He expects her to jump into whatever she had in mind, but it seems that she is trying to collect her thoughts.
So he thought of something else before she can say anything, "Remember the time where we stopped by a lake to take a drink?"
She looks up at him, "the time where you had me all wet?"
He chuckled lightly, "Aye, when I ran to the lake, I never thought that you'd run up to me so fast to catch me."
Dany pouts, "I was trying to fill my water when you had to pull that trick up your sleeve, Jon Snow."
He gave him a light kiss on her mouth, "Aye, and I find you adorable, all drenched while trying to chase a wolf twice your size."
"I hope that that is not the reason why you wanted me close to you," she giggled.
"And what if it is?"
She smacks his arm and leaned on it. He gave her a quick kiss and presses his cheek at the side of her head enjoying her company before speaking again, "Your dragon form is beautiful," he switched the subject.
He felt her head lifted up, "You saw me?"
Jon looks down to meet her eyes, the ones that he sees every day, in his dreams, and in that white dragon. He smiled at her, "And you are the white dragon in the Dragon dreams, were you? Even in this new one?"
Her eyes widened, "So…..you were the black dragon that I had been flying with all this time?"
Jon looks ahead, "I'm not sure," he answered, "In my first dream, I saw two dragons, just like you did. And the second time, in my dreams, I was a black dragon."
"Were you flying to an unknown city together with a white dragon?"
His eyes widened at the mention of it, "You were the white dragon in my dreams?"
She shook her head, "I don't know, we can ask Melisandre later. But one thing for sure now, you are the black dragon," she holds his arm in a comforting way, "You are a dragon, Jon."
"Aye," he holds her hand and gave it a quick kiss at the top, "We are dragons."
She smiled and rests her head on his chest, letting out a content sigh. Jon, in reflex, wraps his arms around her. As long as she is with him, nothing else matters.
"Are you certain you want to leave the pack, Jon?" she suddenly blurts out.
Making him taken aback with her question, "If it meant that both and the pack can be safe, then I'll gladly leave."
"You know that I am the one who must leave, right? Not you," she whispered sadly.
He pulled away from her to meet her eyes, but her head is still down, "Dany, please look at me," he requested.
Dany did as she was told, and her eyes look a little glassy. He felt like he knew where she is going in this conversation, but he decides to tell her the same answer. He would gladly repeat it until that answer takes root into her head, "Dany, I am your mate, as you are mine. I will never leave your side no matter what happens. Nothing will ever change that."
She looks to his chest and nods. Then he felt her hand trailing to his chest, making him shiver. "Jon, I don't know how many more danger you will encounter because of me," she softly said, "I am glad that we are mates now, but if you want to… well… if you maybe, change your mind to…"
That's it, he thought. He kissed her mouth with a passionate kiss, stopping her from asking him to call off their unity. He can never do that, not when he had fallen hard for her.
His tongue didn't ask for her permission to enter her mouth as it managed to enter with ease but a little forceful. It managed to find hers and they danced in a passionate kiss.
The White Wolf doesn't want her to voice her doubts about their relationship. Let this be proof of how much he loves her, that their love is real.
"Jon," Dany moaned lightly, trying to speak.
But he pressed his lips on her again, "I love you," he groaned. And without any problem, he wrapped her in his arms and lifts her by her waist off her chair, making her gasp at his sudden action. He gently placed her on the table and without missing a second, he presses his lips to hers, pushing her down onto her back, silencing whatever she wanted to say.
He can feel her trying to protest through her moans but began to melt into the kiss, turning to sighs. Whatever Dany wanted to say was thrown out the window, nothing else matters now. If Arya isn't sleeping in their temporary room, he'd make love to her right there and then, but the table will have to do for now. He can feel her damp between her legs, and he wants nothing more than to slip inside her.
Just as they were about to go any further, someone cleared her throat. Jon instantly pulled away from Dany and turned to search for the voice at the room entrance. His eyes widened.
There stood the seer python shifter, watching them with an amused smile, "I'm glad to see that you are comfortable here, it is, after all, my habitat," she chuckled.
Jon felt his face burn and his mate the same. She immediately sat up, and scurried back to her chair, combing her hair with her fingers. Her lips swollen from their frantic kisses and her cheeks burning brightly. As embarrassed as he is, caught nearly making love in front of a priestess or a witch, she still looks beautiful.
Melisandre quietly walks to the table as if nothing happened, then with a flick of her hand, a chair is pulled for her to sit on. "Usually I don't take any guests under my protection, however, the three of you are my exceptions. Strange times, don't you agree?"
Jon quickly nodded as he took his place beside Dany, thank goodness she didn't press what they had been trying to do just a few moments ago.
"I have already assessed the area, and I can assure you that no one has been here. You are safe to travel to the Wall from here on then," she said.
"Thank you, Melisandre," Dany sincerely said, "For everything."
"Do not thank me, my princess. I only did what the Lord has commanded, nothing more, nothing less."
Jon pursed his lips, unsure what to make of the priestess's answer. It has always been riddles, and he doesn't like how she only confuses the situation even more now.
And it seems as if the snake shifter read his mind, "I am certain you both would want to know the Dragon Dreams you have been having lately."
That made Jon perk up, even Dany's eyes widened. Jon shifted where he sits and looks straight to the Snake shifter's red eyes, "You know about our dreams?"
"I can assure you that I do not peak at your dreams, but yes, I am quite aware of your Dragon dreams," she confessed, "Afterall, I was the one who broke the seal that prevents the Dragons from shifting."
"But why do we have them?" Dany chimed in confusion, "What does it want from us?"
"Oh, how rude I am. Forgive me, my prince and princess, it has been far too long since I had any guests in my home," she scolded as she changed the subject and with another flick of her hand, bowls, cups and teapots and spoons began to materialize from the onto the make-shift root table, each taking its place in front of them, making the cubs gasp. Melisandre looks at the prepared utensils casually as if she had done it a thousand times and her red eyes looks to his, "Hungry?"
As she said that, Jon began to smell the scent of something roasted at its best. He looks down to see his bowl filling up with stew that is most likely from the pot hanging inside the hearth. The White wolf felt astounded. Jon had never seen such magic.
Dany looks quite amazed herself that she couldn't help but smile. It was an unexpected delightful entertainment, especially during dark times.
She took a spoon and began tasting the stew for herself, then she looks at Jon with a smile and digs for another taste. At least, food won't be a problem for the journey later on.
Melisandre took a cup for herself, "Now, where was I," she sips a bit, "Oh yes, of course, the Dragon Dreams," she then places the cup gently, "We, Priests, serves the Lord of Light. So, when he whispered to us to seal the Dragons, that was what we did. And when the time comes to break the holy seal, that is when the shifter's chosen form comes to them in their dreams. That is why you have your dreams."
Jon fills his spoon with the stew and looks to her before eating, "But why did you appear in my dreams?"
"For your case, it was an exception because you were not living at that time, which was why I had to interfere," Melisandre answered.
Her answer makes him shiver at the memory of his dark world. To die and feel nothing. He thanked the Gods for bringing him back to life, as much as death sounds comforting in a difficult life, there is still so much he wants to do. If it weren't for this mysterious python shifter…well, he doesn't even want to know what will happen.
A hand covers Jon's, making his grey eyes trail down to see that it's Dany's creamy hand. Her warm hand gave it a light squeeze and he looks up to see her violet eyes staring at him lovingly, the very eyes that he first saw when he was brought back.
"Or should I say, that Daenerys herself interfered," Melisandre added, "If it weren't for her blood, I could never have been able to bring you back?"
"Aye, so I've heard," he quickly kissed her hand and pulled her to his chest, "I'm sorry I'm late to say but, thank you for bringing me back, Dany," he added.
His mate gave him a loving smile and pecks his cheek.
He then looks back to the Python shifter, "And thank you. Again."
"Not a problem, my prince. Afterall, it is my duty to serve the Lord," she said, Jon wanted to protest not call him that, but she began to switch the subject, "There is a reason why you saw two dragons in your dreams."
At her statement, the two cubs look at her with intense focus, especially Jon. If the Dragon Dreams has something to do with a new form for him, he needs to know.
Melisandre took a sip again, "The Lord was not able to control a dangerous madness in a Dragon shifter, which was why when the first Dragon went mad, that seed is passed on to all its blood like a coin, not knowing which of its descendants will let it grow.
Eventually, when things began out of control, the Lord made a decision to lock their abilities to shift, making them remain as the shifters who cannot shift."
Jon paused to let the information sink in, "But…. I can still shift into a wolf."
"Your mother's blood enabled you to keep your wolf form, the dragon inside you was trapped, but now," she raised her tone a bit of excitement, "With Daenerys, I was able to break the seal of the dragons, and with you as her mate, you are free from it as well," then she fixes her gaze at Dany, "Such a remarkable transformation, my child. I have not seen dragons for at least more than hundreds of years, and here you are, rising from the ashes and shifts into the great beautiful white dragon."
Dany gave a shy smile at her praise, "I didn't even know I had it in me. I… I thought that they will kill Lord Alpha Stark, that they will be after Jon..."
"And that was the trigger that awakened the dragon within you, young Daenerys," Melisandre said, "You have a will to help the people you care, and that was the trigger to awaken your dragon. Had it not been for Jon here, you won't be able to shift, and had it not been for Daenerys, Jon wouldn't be alive today, which was why there are two dragons in both of your dreams," then she leaned closer to them both, "You both are destined for each other for a greater purpose."
At the mention of that, it reminded Jon of something he had to do before they leave Westeros completely. He and Dany never spoke when and where they would want to do this but seeing that they are about to leave their homeland, it makes sense to do it now.
He gathered his courage and took a deep breath, "Melisandre."
She quirked her brow, "Yes, my prince?"
"Please, since we have to leave Westeros," he hesitated before mustering the courage. He grabbed Dany's hand and looks at the red priestess, "Will you help marry us? Here?"
He can see the python shifter is flabbergasted at the request as she blinked a couple of times. He guesses that this is the first time someone asks her for such help. He's not even sure if this is a tradition of marriage since he never bothered to pay attention to these ceremonies, all he knew is that in the unity tradition, there must a witness and someone to help seal the vow.
Even Dany looks shocked by the way she is looking at him with wide eyes, clearly as shocked as the red priestess. He can't blame her, afterall, they never really discuss this. But they both knew that they have no other choice. Marrying in Essos won't make any sense since they are in a foreign place with foreign people, it won't do them any good. This is the only time they can marry properly.
He needs to further explain to them, he looks at the red priestess, "There won't be any other time than this. Besides," he grinned at her a little, "You made Arya steal our rings."
At the mention of that, she chuckled, "You're welcome, as seen that you didn't bring them with you when the commotion started."
He chuckled lightly, "We were looking for Arya."
She hummed, "And had you both didn't go looking for her, Tywin would have dragged you both out and a war would have started there and then," she explained to them before standing up, "No matter, I shall see to a room where you both can say your vows properly."
And at that, she calmly walks to a plain wall made of the roots of the tree behind where she sat. As she got closer, the wall's roots began to move, slithering away until it made an entrance for her. When the entrance is big enough for her, she calmly enters and vanishes behind the walls.
Jon's took a moment to process at what the shifter had just done and couldn't help but laugh a bit, "It's a good thing that she is by our side."
Dany turns to him with an amazing smile on her face, "I never thought that she will help us."
"Aye, we were always told not to meet her, and yet, here we are. Under her protection."
She hummed before she looks down at their tangled hands, and her cheeks began to glow red. But she didn't pull away from him.
Jon had a hunch on what she's currently feeling at the moment. Just this morning, they planned to leave the pack quietly. But that all changed when the Lions came and her transformation forced them to leave immediately, and now, they are about to seal their union.
He lowered his head to meet her violet eyes, "Dany, are you alright?"
She looks up at him and nods, but she stayed silent. She must've felt overwhelmed after all the events that have been happening.
He needs to switch his tactic, he took her other hand and held them together, "Dany, I'm sorry that we never talked about this, but," he stutters a bit, anxious that she might get upset for the irrational decisions, "with circumstances like this we…."
"I understand," she interrupts his babbling, knowing that he's trying to explain but couldn't find the proper words. She places her hand on his cheek and stroked his beard, "I want us to get married. It's just…well… I never thought that this day will come."
Jon felt confused, "The day we leave?"
She shook her head, "The day that we are going to be proper mates," she answered before pulling her hand back to their hands, Jon already misses her warm palm on his cheek, "I never thought that I could ever get married, let alone with someone I love."
"I never thought I'd get married myself," he tells her, "I always thought that I'd die alone and that it'd be for the best. But here I am," his grey eyes find her vibrant violets, suddenly it all came to him at once as well. That he's about to get married, it somehow made him insecure a bit. He doesn't understand the concept of love since he grew very little about it, the closest thing to that is protecting the people he cares for. He needs to be sure, "Dany, if you change your mind about this… if you don't….. if you don't want this…"
And Dany presses her lips to his, banishing the nervous doubts in him. Her tongue pokes his lower lip in hopes of the entrance, to which he happily obliged and their tongues met. She then found her way to his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulls him closer to her and deepening their kiss.
It was a blissful moment, where they can forget about everything. Whatever Jon wanted to tell her was already out the window the second Dany kissed him, he forgot what he wants to say already, all he knows in his head is only her. Nothing else matters.
They pulled apart with a gasp, needing air. When they did, Dany stared deeply into his grey eyes as she leaned her forehead to his, "You were saying?"
He forgets what he wanted to tell her, "I…I…. if you…."
But Dany kisses him passionately again, erasing whatever he wanted to say to her about calling everything off. But one thing for certain, whatever he wanted to tell her, this is her answer.
They pulled apart for air again, breathing heavily. She rests her forehead onto his, "What was that?" she whispers.
He chuckles breathily, "nothing, nothing at all, love" he laughs a bit and stared at her lovingly. He gently places his hand onto her soft cheek, and strokes it with his thumb, "I love you."
She smiles at him, "And I you, Jon."
He too smiles at her and they both stayed like that for a moment, enjoying the peace. The only sound that can be heard is the fire crackling.
Until his ears perk up to the sound of footsteps approaching. Dany heard it too and she pulled away from Jon and went back to where she sat. At first, he thought that it'd be Melisandre, he doesn't want to get caught kissing again in front of her.
But the footsteps didn't come from the entrance where Melisandre disappeared to. Rather from where they rested.
Arya appeared at the main room entrance, looking frightened but relieved at the sight of them.
"Jon! Dany!" The young pup exclaimed. She immediately darts towards Dany and his mate didn't hesitate to open her arms to welcome her. Arya embraces her with a fierce hug, "I thought you both left," she sobbed.
Dany lifts her onto her lap and strokes her hair gently, "Sshhh, calm down, Arya. We would never do that to you."
His little sister sniffed, "I was so scared."
His mate pulled her closer, "We are here, we are here," she shushed her, "We're not going anywhere yet."
Arya nods slowly and she buried deeper to Dany, hiding her face into her and he can see her hands gripping firmly to Dany's upper dress. She truly is scared of losing them both, and his heart aches that in the next few moments after this, they won't be able to see each other again.
Jon moved to Arya's side, he kneels to her eye level and places his hand on her shoulder, "Hey, pup, it's alright," his hand trails down her back as he rubs circles on her, her head peeks out to meet his eyes, "We were just speaking with Melisandre while you were still sleeping, we have no plans to leave just yet."
"Fine," she pulls away from Dany and rubs her eyes. As her vision became to look clearer, she looks around, "Where did Melisandre go?"
Jon looks to Dany as she turns to him as well, he felt a little embarrassed that he is going to announce where the Python shifter heads off to. He chuckles, "She went to prepare us a room."
Arya looks at him quizzically, "Room for what?"
Dany pulls his sister to her so that she is more comfortable on her lap, she smiles at her, "Our wedding, of course."
At the mention of that, the she-wolf beamed. All her sadness melted away and it looks as if she didn't cry moments ago, her smile widened as she looks at his mate, "Really?"
She nods, "You need to attend it, remember?"
Then Arya looks back to Jon, "You are really going to marry Dany now?"
Jon chuckles, "Aye."
And at that, she squeals happily. She turns back to Dany and wraps her little arms around her neck, "That is amazing, Dany! You both are going to be mates!"
Dany couldn't help but laugh in joy, "Thank you, Arya."
Then the young cub pulled from Dany and jumped to Jon, making him grunt, "Ooof, careful now," he carefully picked her up into his arms, catching the young energetic pup as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Congratulations, Jon," she murmured into his neck, "I am so glad for you, Jon. Now, you don't have to feel alone ever again."
Jon was taken aback by her words. He knew that she is smart for her age, but he didn't expect her to notice subtle things such as his loneliness growing up. Jon was always a lone wolf growing up, he never wanted to show his emotion to anyone. Even when he was scolded or ostracized by the pack, he swore that he will never let his mask fell.
But for this young pup to notice it is beyond his expectation, he doesn't want her to feel that he had suffered all his life. He couldn't help but hug her tighter, "You were always there for me, how can I not feel alone?"
She began to giggle and pulled away from him, "Well, I haven't seen your brood for a while."
He couldn't help but laugh at her remark, "Probably because you have been the one driving me insane for the past seasons ago."
She grinned innocently at his remark, "One of the best."
He chuckled, "Alright, why don't you eat first? I'm certain you are famished after all the ordeal you had to go through."
Arya huffed and pulled away from him. She jumped out of his arms and stands, "Not something I can't handle." As on cue, a low growl coming from her stomach betrayed her.
"I beg to differ," Jon chuckled and pushed a bowl of stew to her, "You should eat."
The young cub pouted but obeyed, she took an empty chair and say obediently.
"Ah, everyone is awake already, good," another voice filled the room, making the cubs turn to see the Python shifter standing in front of the make-shift entrance.
"I don't remember there is another door there," Arya murmured softly as she spooned a stew into her mouth.
"That's because I made one, dear child," the Red Priestess heard her and turned to Daenerys, "Now, my princess, have you eaten already?"
"I haven't finished though," she answered.
"Best you finish it, it's a long journey and you do not want to find yourself falling from his back,"
"Yes, my Lady," Dany said, and she continued to eat.
Then she turned to Jon, "And that includes you, my prince. You are going to deal with men of the Night's Watch, and I promise you that they are not as friendly as your pack members, even if they know that you are the nephew of the Panther Ranger," Melisandre lectured.
"Yes, mam," he muttered and continued to eat as well. Jon finds it odd, here she is, the most terrifying species of Westeros caring for them. No one will believe them if they ever mention this to anyone.
"In the meantime, I am going to prepare a few things for the ceremony, so if you please," she said and strides towards the other way to another room.
"Melisandre, if I may ask," Jon spoke, turning to the direction of the Python shifter. There is something that bothers him since the day he knew Melisandre brought him back.
She stopped at her track and calmly turned around to meet his gaze, "Yes, my prince?"
"Why have you given your aid so readily to me? A stranger. I know that your Lord wanted something to do with us, but that can't be the only reason why you'd help us. Why?" he asks. He knows that she's doing what her God has willed her, but knowing how some people took commands, usually, they would reluctantly care for someone. They'd just do what they are told to do, but never going additional lengths for them. Especially not to someone who is hunted.
Melisandre gazed at him quietly, she then pulled her sleeves up, revealing a burnt scar on her arm.
Jon's eyes widened at the sight, he can also hear Arya and Dany gasp. What happened to her?
"I too know betrayal," the Red Priestess simply said before disappearing to another room, leaving them dumbstruck.
When the cubs finished their meal, they had what someone would say their 'last supper'. They were reminiscing their times together, before and after bringing Dany to the pack. The cubs were laughing and enjoying their time together, it's as if the concept of escaping was never there.
Until their conversation drifted to their leaving, which made their faces fell, and Arya's energetic chattering fade a little.
"You both are really going, aren't you?" she meekly asked, turning to both Jon and Dany.
For a moment, Jon felt like he just wants to take her with them. His heart ached for her, having so young and to realize that they both won't be spending time with each other ever again until who knows how long. He never knew that this day would come so fast.
Jon held her hand and squeezed it, "Would that you could join us, but you are safer here with the pack than with us. It's the only place that you'll be safe."
"Isn't there any other way?" she pleaded.
He shook his head sadly, "I wish there is, Arya, we never want to leave, believe me. But us staying here longer will only endanger the pack even more."
The young pup furrowed her brows and looks down, he can see that she is trying her best not to cry.
Dany scooted closer to her and pulled her for an embrace, "It's alright, Arya. We won't live too far, we'll come back again."
Arya looks up to her, "Promise?"
His mate looks at his sister as a mother would look at her cub, "We promise."
And at that the she-wolf nods and hugs her fiercely, "I'll miss you so much," she croaked.
Dany presses her cheek to the side of her head, "And us too, Arya."
Jon scooted closer to them and kisses the top of his sister's head, "Be good while I'm away?"
Arya peaked from Dany's embrace and looks back to him, "No promises."
He couldn't help but ruffle her hair, "Mutt," he called her, earning a giggle from them both.
Then they heard footsteps approaching them, alerting the arrival of the Red Priestess, making them turn to her. Melisandre calmly emerges to the room, "Are we all ready?"
Jon turned to his mate and sister who nods simultaneously. Then he looks back to Melisandre, "We are."
She nods, "There are a few clothes this tree managed to bring back for you from your pack."
He furrowed his brows, "How?"
"Since it turned out that you both managed to pack a few before leaving, as per my instruction, your sister managed to take some of those and place it at the castle's godswood tree."
Jon and Dany turned to Arya, who casually shrugged. He knows that she was the one who stole Sansa's clothes when Dany was first accepted to the pack, but to steal some of their clothes altogether?
And Melisandre, once again, seems to know what he was thinking, "She only took what she can, so I hope that you both will conserve your clothing in the meantime. As to compile them all together," she pats the root walls, "this tree managed to weave a silk bag for you to carry them."
He blinked, the amount of magic that this python shifter has is beyond his expectation. However, it seems that she is doing it for her own benefit, but what she has in return is something that he needs to find out further.
Jon nods, "Thank you, Melisandre."
And she nods back in acknowledgment, "Now, since we do not have many resources, I'm afraid how you appear now would do just fine for your little ceremony. However, it's not a huge problem, after all, Rhaegar and Lyanna married simply just like that."
He furrowed his brows, "You saw them?"
She nods, "I am a seer python, after all, my prince."
Jon swallowed, it seems that there is nothing that he can't hide from her, she'd know sooner or later, depending on if it serves her purpose.
"Now," Melisandre broke his train of thoughts, "Our bride would want to look beautiful now, do we?" she walks to Dany and extends her arm to her, "Come with me dear, let us get you prepared."
Dany's cheeks blossomed and she shyly nods, and she followed Melisandre to another room.
But before disappearing behind the root walls, Melisandre stopped, "Oh my prince, you both would want to wait at our new room, do not go outside. We will be ready shortly." And at that, the two ladies left the two cubs.
Jon watched them leave before turning to Arya, who is grinning widely, "So when will I finally be an aunt?"
He laughs and stood up, "Alright, let's get prepared."
Arya nods and leaped out of her seat. Jon walks towards the room and his little sister followed.
The newly constructed room isn't as dull as their previous rooms, in fact, Melisandre seems to know what she was doing. The room is much brighter, having a small opening from the roots to help illuminate the room, under the beam of light are some blooming flowers with a different color. A small torch burns brightly in the middle as if indicating that they will perform the ceremony there.
While waiting, Arya picked a few spring flowers. She couldn't make it to a bouquet, but it's enough. She never liked weddings, it's awful and boring. Not to mention that she had to dress 'nicely'. But even if she hates these kinds of ceremonies, she's not blind to know what a union should look like, which is why a few flowers would do. Not to mention that this is Jon and Dany's wedding, and it's much simpler than the weddings at Winterfell.
As she finished picking the flowers, she ran back to where Dany and Melisandre disappeared. She wanted to have Dany hold them as she entered.
When she found them, they were finishing. Dany is changed to her usual white dress, but her hair looks like it is combed to perfection, very neat and shining. The scar that she used to have on her arm is gone, was it because she can finally shift, who knows. But one thing for sure, Dany looks very pretty.
She made herself known and gave her the flowers she picked, to which Dany received with delight.
"We shall be there shortly," said the Red Priestess, who is still fixing Dany's hair. She's not sure why she's still doing her hair when she looks pretty already, but one mustn't doubt the seer python.
She simply nodded and runs back to Jon with a huge grin on her face. She can't wait to see the look on his face.
Moments later, the ladies entered the room, and Arya gasps in delight, now she understands why Melisandre asks her to wait. Some strands of Dany's hair are pulled to a braid, making her like a Luna of an Alpha. If anything, she could be the moon herself for Jon. She's carrying the flowers she brought for her.
As for her big brother, she can see his grey eyes filled with love. She had never seen him dumbstruck, but this is another level.
Melisandre took her position behind the torch as her big brother and sister took their place in front of her, side by side. Arya stook behind them, watching them say their vows.
This is the first time she had really paid any attention to a wedding. She never understood how people survive throughout the whole union, but now she gets it. This is a union of two people she cared about the most, people who deserved to be loved and not treated lowly.
And here they are, saying their union vows. In front of the holy seer python, and in front of her. It's not so many people, but so long as she is here, it doesn't matter, it's enough for her, and it seems, for them too.
"Father, Smith, Warrior. Mother, Maiden, Crone, Stranger. I am hers and she is mine... I am his and he is mine... from this day until the end of my days."
And at that, they both kissed.
Arya tried to hold back her squeal, but her hands clapped happily as if it knows no end or pain. She had never seen them kiss but seeing how happy they both make her happy too. They deserve it, especially her brother.
Once they pulled apart, she can't help but leap to Jon, who catches her with no problem. She buried her head between his neck and shoulder, shouting 'congratulations'. She was sobbing with happiness, joy filled into her heart knowing that her brother found someone who loves him even if other things that he is a bastard.
But that joy soon began to fade to sadness as to what this will all mean after this.
They are going to live their lives without the pack. She won't be seeing Jon and Dany ever again, and that thought made her heartache. She will miss the time they spent together, the training they spent together, the banters, and so much more. Most of all, the library will feel empty, and that feeling will soon seep into her heart as she realizes that even the whole castle won't even feel whole.
This is her first time knowing that things will never feel the same way anymore. She squeezed him tighter, "I love you, Jon," she croaked, "And I'll miss you so much."
Her big brother could sense her mixed feelings. He kneeled down, placing her on her feet, and hugged even tighter, "Love you too, little sister, and I'll miss you very much."
She pulled away from him, a small tear spilled down her cheek, "Promise that you'll come back home? When this is all over?"
She looks at his grey eyes that looks glassy, this is the first time she sees him emotional. He swallowed and inhaled, "I promise," he murmured to her and hugged her once again, "I promise, Arya."
Arya felt tears filling her eyes as she cannot keep them from spilling any more. Soon, streams of tears freely spilled down her cheeks.
She then pulls away and looks up to Dany, who began to kneel to her eye level. Arya didn't want to wait for any second anymore and she leaped to her sister, whom she only met for a year more only, and yet she was more of her sister than Sansa.
The young she-wolf pressed her cheek to her neck, "Take care of my big brother?" She should've asked this to Jon to take of her, but Dany is the best at keeping him out of trouble just as she did with Theon.
She felt her nod, "I will," she shudderingly whispered to her, indicating her that she too couldn't keep it together.
She hugs her chest tighter, "I'll miss you, big sister."
Arya felt her inhale sharply before she kissed the top of her head, "And I you, little one."
The young cub didn't want to let go, because that will mean that she must say goodbye to them. That reality must come back.
She then felt Jon joining them as her back is enveloped with his warmth. He stayed silent and just continues to embrace them, which she wants to be that way.
They stayed like that for a moment, savoring their little time together before someone cleared her throat. They all pulled away and looked to the source, Arya had forgotten that Melisandre is still with them.
The seer python only looks at them calmly yet again, "It's time to go."
Knowing that this time is inevitable, they all stood up on their feet. Arya held on Jon and Dany's hands before they all exited the room, leaving to prepare to leave.
Jon and Dany brought with them what Melisandre had packed for them, their few clothes. The bag she gave them looks like what any travelers would bring with them, except that this bag is made out of vines and silk from the worms to keep them together. Once again, Arya cannot believe the capabilities of this seer python.
Melisandre led them out of the tree, but as they are nearing the tree entrance, she stopped. The seer python turned to them, "Let me inspect firssssst," her tongue flicked out like the snake she is. And without waiting for an answer from them, she simply shifted into her python form and slithered out of the tree.
The three of them waited behind the inside barks nervously, hoping that none of the pack members have managed to track them here. Arya holds onto Jon's arms, feeling scared and praying that no one is looking for her.
Moments later, the seer python appeared before them again and nods. Understanding her meaning, they both slipped out of the tree quietly. Arya took in the world outside.
Just like what Melisandre said, time did not flow as it should when they were in the tree. The sun has not set yet, and it's still bright enough for her to go back to Winterfell. It's as if they didn't sleep in at all, Arya is going to have a little trouble falling asleep tonight, seeing that she had fallen asleep in this afternoon with Jon and Dany. Darn it, she cursed. This means that tonight, her mind will be filled with sadness about their leaving.
Jon shifted to Ghost, indicating that the time has come.
Arya sighed and she too shifted to Nymeria, the young cub looks at them sadly, "Safe journey, Jon, Dany."
Dany smiled at her, "Thank you, Arya," she spoke directly to the human inside her. Then she turned to where the seer python was, "And thank you…."
But she vanished, along with the entrance to the underground tree. The three cubs felt dumbfounded but recovered anyway. After all, they can't expect much from a mysterious snake.
Ghost pads towards her, You too should head back, before your mother comes looking for you.
She nods and turned back to the direction of Winterfell. Nymeria didn't hear that they even budge to leave, she turned back to see that they are still watching them.
Unable to bear it, she turned back and darts back towards them at full speed. Wanting to feel their embrace one last time.
Dany, seeing that she understands her intent, kneeled down with open arms and welcomes her as she crashes to her. She whines as she pressed the side of her head to her Dragon sister, Dany gently strokes the back of her fur, comforting her. They didn't say anything, she didn't even want to say goodbye, for they promised that they will return.
Savoring the last warmth from her sister, she pulls away from her and gave her one last lick on both her cheeks. She tasted the salt of her tears, then she nosed her, earning a giggle from Dany.
After that, feeling that she saved enough of her presence in her, she pads to Ghost, who had lowered his head to her eye level. She gave him licks on his furry cheek to which he returned with a lick on the top of her head and her muzzle.
Earning his last affection, she backs away from them to get a good look at them both again. Her siblings. A wolf and a dragon together. Even if Melisandre said that he is a dragon, he will always be a wolf, a part of the pack.
She looks once more to the siblings she loves very much growing up. And then she padded away without ever turning back to see if they have left already.
Yeaa I suck at weddings, don't know how to create such thing. Gotta be honest, when I read fics or books that have a wedding scene, I usually just skim through it. Not really my area of expertise nor a favorite thing to write/read about. So yea, I am actually a sucker in sappy romance.
Anyways, the reason it took so long is that I didn't how to write it down, especially in the POV of little Arya. I had it all planned, just that I don't know how to construct it. So I hope this one works.
I tried my best to explain everything in this fic. Let me know what you think!
If anyone is wondering what about my other fic Destiny's Union, I am finished, but at a writer's block. So I took my head to focus on this instead.
Hope you all enjoyed it! Leave a review, fave, follow! Till next time!
Claire