King's Landing 297 AC.

Margaery.

She hadn't taken the flowers off since she'd put them in her hair after the joust, all the way back in the carriage and now sitting in her room looking at herself in the looking glass, she still wore them. Them and a smile she'd not been able to remove from her face from the moment Jon had taken the day. She'd felt her heart in her mouth when he was unhorsed, only to see that Jaime was too and then for them to face each other with their swords.

While the crowd hadn't enjoyed the final joust, for her it was the greatest she'd ever seen and though it had taken the swordfight for the crowd to get excited, it hadn't dimmed her own. To see Jon beat Jaime and then to ride to the garland had been incredible, and she'd felt her heart race the closer he came to her. A part of her cried out in the back of her mind for him to ride past, to crown Joy or Sansa, and yet the largest part of her wished for him to do what he did.

Feeling the eyes of the crowd all on her and him had brought up her attack and the fact that it had been Jon who had saved her from it. Knowing that while there would be those outraged that he'd dare crown her, more would see it simply an extension of that. Jon being a true knight and not only rescuing a lady in distress but crowning her to help relieve that distress also. So wrapped up was she in looking at herself that Margaery didn't hear the door open or her grandmother come in.

"You two are not as careful as I'd hoped." her grandmother said admonishingly.

"What did you expect me to do grandmother, refuse them?" she replied snippily.

"No, but you cannot over celebrate getting them Margaery, not tonight at the feast. Bring them with you, wear them and dance with Jon, but just the once. You must seem like you're grateful for what he did but not that you had hoped he'd crown you." her grandmother said.

"Very well grandmother." she said with more bite than she had intended.

"Margaery." her grandmother said and she found she wasn't in the mood to be lectured.

"I said very well, I've agreed to do as you've asked, can I at least enjoy the fact that my husband crowned me, grandmother, can I at least take comfort in that?" she said and saw her grandmother nod before she hesitated and then left the room.

She hadn't meant to snap at her and she knew her grandmother was only looking out for them both but she had wished to enjoy it just a little longer. Reaching up to her head she took the garland off and placed it on the table. She then stood up and walked over to her wardrobe, looking through the dresses to pick out the one for the evening she smiled when she saw the red and black one. Margaery had never worn it and she soon found herself looking forward to the day when she could properly wear the colors of her and her husband's house.

After bathing and dressing in a green and gold dress, she made her way to Sansa's room to find her friend already dressed and laughing with Mira and Megga, Elinor soon joining them. Sansa looked at the garland in her hand and reached out to take it from her, placing it carefully in her hair she smiled at her as they turned to walk to the carriages.

Seeing Loras as they arrived at the Red Keep, Margaery was at first happy as it would be the first time she'd really had a chance to speak to her brother since he was knighted. That he'd waited outside for them did though worry her for a moment but he seemed relaxed and when he came over to them he told them that he'd been asked to meet them.

"Lord Jaime said I should arrive with my family but we worried that we'd miss you." Loras said.

"Well then good Ser would you escort us, ladies, inside, I feel we'll all benefit from a knights' company." she said and Loras chuckled as he took her and Megga by the arm.

Arriving at the Great Hall they were announced and walked in to find the room almost full, only the royal family not having arrived yet and she quickly looked to see where Jon was. She found him easily enough sitting with the younger Lannisters and between Martyn and Joy, all of them laughing as Jon kept softly slapping Martyn on the back. At the announcement of their arrival though he looked to them and she saw him smile when he saw her wear the garland, giving her a small nod and a then a sly wink which made her giggle.

They were no sooner in their seats than the king and queen arrived along with the rest of the royal family and Margaery cringed when she saw the prince look her way. The smile on his face belied by the way his eyes hardened when they saw the garland on her head. The first dish was sent to the Lannister table and she heard her grandmother say to Willas that it was Jon and not the Lannister's the king was acknowledging. Looking to the table she saw the king raise his glass proving her grandmother's words true yet again.

"You look, beautiful sister, never before have I seen a queen who deserved it more." Loras said and she reached out and took his hand in her own, squeezing it before letting it go.

"I thank you Loras, and you make a handsome and worthy knight and we're all so very proud of you." she said and saw her brother swallow a little uncomfortably.

"I had no idea he planned that, I had hoped to be knighted by Lord Jaime and I knew one day he may, but I had no idea it was to be today.".

"You deserved it brother." she said a little too loudly.

"What, who deserved it?" her father asked and she looked to see him looking at them both.

"Loras, father, he deserved to be honored so, to be knighted by Lord Jaime." she said and she saw her father's eyes fill up with pride.

"That he did, to Loras." her father said and they all reached out and took their glasses, raising a toast to the newly anointed knight.

Eating the meal was almost a chore after that, not that she wasn't hungry or that she didn't enjoy it but that she wished to get it over with and for the music to start. Each time she'd looked to Jon's table she'd seen him look to her own and when it finally came time for the dancing she waited eagerly for him to come over. Tradition allowed for the winner of the joust to ask the woman he crowned for the first dance and that then allowed for all the others to join, so when she saw him walk to her she smiled.

"Lady Margaery, would you honor me with this dance?" Jon asked and she nodded as she stood up.

"I would Ser Jon.".

She ignored the rest of the room and instead just concentrated on Jon as they danced, he looking into her eyes each time he turned her a certain way.

"Grandmother says tonight we should only do this once." she said softly.

"She's probably right, others will seek to dance with the queen of love and beauty and though I'd not wish them to do so, I'll not deny you the opportunity to be feted as you deserve.".

"I don't wish to dance with another, Jon." she said and saw him smirk.

"No just this Jon." he said and she felt like slapping his shoulder such was the look on his face.

"You are not funny." she said biting her cheek.

"I'm very funny, perhaps my lady wishes me to prove it. I can act the fool if that's her desire, shall I make faces?" he said as he hollowed out his cheeks, Margaery shaking her head as she laughed.

"Jon." she said reproachfully and he stopped and looked at her far more seriously and she found herself staring at his lips as he spoke.

"This will be the last time we hide Margaery, next time we stand in this hall everyone will know the truth, on that you have my vow." he said and she nodded as the song ended.

She watched as Jon danced with Sansa and as he danced with Joy, while she was asked to dance by Lord Renly who she was glad to see favored one of his arms. The lord's small talk made more bearable by the grimaces each time she pressed down a little too hard. When Jon was called to the king she heard little of the conversation, only seeing the king laugh and Prince Tommen look on with eagerness. His expression far different than his brother or mother's and when she heard the cough behind her later on she knew who it would be.

"My lady, it would be an honor to dance with the most beautiful woman in all the realm." Joffrey said smiling as he offered her his hand.

"I thank you my prince." she said reluctantly taking it.

As they danced she looked over the prince's shoulder to the table where Jon was sitting, his eyes were focussed on her and she wished so much that she could smile at him and yet knew she could not. Instead, she plastered a fake one on her face and listened as the prince prattled on about how he would have crowned her true, and at least not dishonored her as the bastard had.

How she kept her composure she didn't know but she was glad when the dance was over and she could take her seat. Turning down the next two that were offered and only accepting when Loras asked her to take to the floor, even then it was more to keep away from the annoying people who kept coming her way. She did smile when she saw Jon lead Prince Tommen to his table, the boy blushing adorably when asking Joy to dance.

When the night finally ended she was glad to be heading back to the Manse and even more so to see Ghost sitting in the garden with Fang waiting for her. While not the same as laying in bed with her husband, she had found her nights since the attack far better with Ghost beside her than without.

King's Landing 297 AC.

Robert Baratheon.

His head hurt as he stood in the privy and pissed, once he was done he staggered to his bed and readied himself for the day. Who the girl was the night before he had no idea but he was glad she was gone when he woke up this morning. After dressing he walked to the dining room to find his wife and children already there breaking their fast, his daughter given him a bright smile which he returned as he sat down.

It wasn't until he was eating the bacon that he noticed the looks on the face of his sons and his wife. Joffrey was sitting with a smug smile while Cersei's switched from that to glaring at his other son. As for Tommen, his expression surprised him, never before had he seen him so angry and for some reason it made him feel a tingle of pride. Something he'd been feeling more and more of with Tommen lately.

"Will you be meeting up with Ser Jon today Tommen, doing some practices?" he asked and his son tore his eyes away from his mother and looked to him, the fire in his eyes taking him aback for a moment.

"Mother says now that the tourney is over I have no need to be with Ser Jon, father." Tommen said.

"What's that now?" he asked looking to his wife.

"My love, we agreed that Tommen could squire for Jon Snow for the tourney, it's over now. I think it's time we found him a more suitable knight." Cersei said with a smile that always seemed to raise his ire.

"Who's more suitable than the winner of the melee and the joust?" he said looking to see Tommen nod his agreement.

"We agreed, Robert." Cersei said.

"Aye, we agreed, and then the lad won both events, with our son serving as his squire. Who is there better for Tommen to learn from than such a knight?" he said and was surprised when Tommen answered before Cersei could.

"He also helped train our cousin, Martyn who won the Squire's Melee father, Ser Jon told me that he could train me to be just as good." Tommen said and Robert found himself smiling at the thoughts of seeing at least one of his sons compete.

"I'm sure he could." he said and glared at Joffrey when he snorted "Far better than any attempts to train your brother anyway."

"Robert." Cersei exclaimed loudly.

"What, at least one of my sons should be able to wield a damn sword, far better he learns it from someone who beat the damn Kingslayer." he said laughing as he did so.

"You would see our son shamed so, shamed to be squired to a bastard?" Cersei said angrily.

"Ned's lad, not any ordinary bastard, Ned's lad a damn fine knight. Did you not hear the cheers woman? Were you not at the feast last night when lords were complimenting me on my son being a part of Ser Jon's victory?".

"He's a bastard Robert.".

"Piss on that, he's a fucking knight and the best one I've seen in many a year, gods his father beat Ser Arthur Dayne and Ned wasn't half the swordsman that his boy is."

"I can go speak with him father?" Tommen asked excitedly.

"Aye, he's to come here today to collect his prize and wagers so go spend the day with him and let me think on this." he said and the hug he got from his son was worth the look of contempt he got from his wife.

If he thought after breaking his fast his day would go any smoother then he was soon shown it would not. Soon finding himself visited by Jon Arryn and Littlefinger. Though he took a certain sense of comfort from the fact that he'd tucked Littlefinger up good and proper the day before. The fool making a series of wagers against Ned's boy leading to the last one when it was as he faced the Kingslayer with a sword.

"Another wager your grace?" Littlefinger said and Robert laughed.

"I've taken all your coin Lord Baelish, you already owe me more than 3,000 gold dragons, are you sure you can afford more?" he said drinking his wine and watching as Tommen and Ned's other lad carried the sword to Jon Snow.

"How about double or nothing your grace, I win I'm clear and you win you keep what I've lost and I'll add this." Littlefinger said holding up the dagger.

"Aye, I'll take that wager." Robert said eyeing up the Valyrian steel of the blade.

Feeling his hand go to his hip where it now rested he found himself smirking when Littlefinger saw it. Though the smile soon fell from his face with Jon's words and his tone.

"You can't do this Robert, I forbid it." Jon Arryn said and Robert felt his anger rise.

"Forbid, forbid, you forget who wears the crown here Jon and what exactly is it you forbid me from doing?" he said and was happy to see Jon look abashed.

"Making Tommen squire to Ser Jon, you can't Robert the way it looks, why if Tommen was to earn his spurs from such a knight." Jon Arryn said shaking his head angrily.

"Such a knight, the best damn warrior since Ser Arthur they say, hell even were I to have faced the lad with my hammer I'd struggle, such a knight indeed. Did you not hear the crowd Jon, hear them cheer, four and ten and he beat the fucking Bold himself, not to mention beating the Kingslayer with a damn sword in his hands." he said loudly.

"I believe Lord Jon refers to his birth my lord, not his knighthood." Littlefinger said with a smile that he liked not.

"My best friend's son Littlefinger and don't you fucking forget it, knighted by my own damn hands, were that not enough there's also the fact I've not seen my boy so excited by something other than a damn cat in years." he said smiling once again at the image of Tommen with a sword in his hand.

"Robert, you must reconsider." Jon Arryn said.

"Must I? Not only is he damn worthy but where is he based Jon, Baelish, where?".

"Casterly Rock your grace." Littlefinger said.

"Aye, with Tommen's family Jon, hell I'd have fucking probably fostered him there anyway, so no I'll not reconsider.".

After they left he poured himself some wine and then thought better of it, instead finding himself walking through the halls with Ser Arys at his back. When he reached the windows overlooking the sparring yard he looked down hoping for a glimpse of his boy and found him standing there with a wooden sword. Leaning closer he looked down as Ser Jon showed him some moves and Tommen began to match them, the smile on his face growing ever larger as he watched. Damn then all if they thought him wrong, on this he was in the right of it.

King's Landing 297 AC.

Jaehaerys Targaryen.

He had hated the feast other than his one dance with Margaery and being able to freely speak to some men he had not been able to publicly until now. Raymun and Monford were there and he spoke briefly to Lord Rowan, Lord Ashford, Ser Baelor, and Ser Jon Fossoway. All congratulating him on the day and Jae doing his best to try and judge them in the limited time he spent talking to them.

With Monford and Raymun he arranged a meeting for the next day and did the same with Lord Tarly, he spoke to Willas and asked him to attend on his grandmother's behalf and to explain it to Olenna later. He then danced with Sansa and with Joy and spoke briefly to Prince Tommen and Princess Myrcella. Seeing Margaery dance with other men was difficult and with Prince Joffrey it was worrying, yet each time he looked to her he smiled and was happy to see her smiling too. Eventually, he was able to take his leave when Margaery did so and he found himself eager for his bed.

When he woke the next morning he broke his fast with Jaime and Gerion and asked Gerion to attend the meeting later, Jaime going to it would create too much suspicion were anyone to look. He, Loras, Cregan, and Brienne then made their way to the Red Keep to spar and spend the morning before he needed to present himself at court that day. Looking up the balcony he smiled when he saw Margaery and Sansa look down, with Joy leaning against the wall shouting encouragement as he and Loras sparred.

"I swear you don't even try against the others, you save it all for me don't you?" Loras said with a chuckle when Jae took the match.

"What can I say, I try, Loras." he said and watched as Loras motioned to behind him.

"Ser Jon, Ser Jon." Tommen said running fast towards him.

"My prince?" he said looking to Ser Barristan who walked briskly behind the prince.

"Ser Jon, Father…father,..he says I can be your squire, for true not just for the tourney." Tommen said almost breathlessly and yet with a beaming smile and whether it was the shock in his face that it had been this easy or his own worry, Tommen's expression soon changed "You will have me as your squire won't you Ser Jon?" the prince asked worriedly.

"I'd be honored my prince, why without you maybe we'd have had to watch Loras give out more roses." he said with a wink and Tommen looked to Loras before laughing.

"No fair Jon." Loras said acting as if he was hurt.

"Aw, poor Loras." he said grabbing Loras in a hug while rolling his eyes at Tommen and making the boy laugh some more.

After speaking to Barristan who seemed unaware of this turn of events and then speaking to Tommen about the realities, letting him know it would mean they'd soon be leaving the city. Jae was happy to see the prince's enthusiasm undiminished and when Tommen asked if he would give him a lesson, he was glad to. The prince had rarely held a sword but he seemed a quick enough study and soon Jae had him making moves and correcting his stance, Tommen quickly adapting to what he was told.

"I believe it's time we saw the king, Ser Jon." Ser Barristan said and Jae nodded as he wiped his brow with the damp cloth and they headed inside.

The Throne Room was full to capacity and sitting on the throne Robert seemed for once to be sober, smiling when he saw him, Barristan and Tommen walk in. Looking around Jae could see Jaime and Dacey, Genna and Kevan, and Olenna all of them close but not too close. He stood at the back of the room and directed Tommen to stand with him, the prince looking from where his family sat to where he was and then to Jae who nodded.

"Ser Jon Snow, come forward so your king can reward you." Robert said and Jae turned to Tommen and motioned for him to walk with him.

"Stand by my shoulder my prince." he whispered and Tommen nodded.

"Ser Jon, you have my congratulations on your victories in the Melee and the Joust, though I am loath to pay you the wager you won." Robert said with a laugh.

"I got lucky your grace, though if what Prince Tommen tells me is true I believe coin is not my biggest boon this day?" he said and Robert laughed as he looked to his son.

"Couldn't keep it to yourself son." Robert said laughing once more.

"No Ser Jon, coin is not the boon I wish to bestow on you. My son came to me and asked to be your squire, not just as in the tourney but until he's ready to be knighted. What say you Ser Jon do you accept this boon from your king?".

Jae took a knee and looked to the throne, watching as every eye in the room looked to him and Robert looking surprised but pleased as he watched him.

"I am humbled by this honor your grace, truly." he said and Robert laughed.

"Stand up lad, Tommen come here." Robert said and Jae looked on as Robert reached down to his hip.

"A gift fit for a prince." Robert said as he handed Tommen the dagger, Jae looking from Tommen's excited face to the dragonbone hilt and the shining Valyrian steel.

When Tommen walked back to him Jae bowed and went to leave but Robert was having none of it.

"My Lords and Ladies, I give you the winner of the melee and the joust, Ser Jon Snow and his squire Prince Tommen Baratheon." Robert said to loud claps and cheers.

After some other winners were called forward and Robert called Barristan to him, he and Tommen were then asked to join the king for lunch. Jae sitting as Robert told war stories and glad he didn't mention the Trident. Once done Tommen and Barristan were asked to stay and Jae made his way from the room. He was walking through the corridors when he passed Ser Richard and Princess Myrcella.

"Ser Jon." the princess said with a frown when she saw him and Jae wondered why she looked at him that way until it hit him a moment later.

"Princess, Ser Richard." he said with a bow.

"Is it true that you'll be leaving soon, you and Tommen?" the girl asked softly.

"Aye, it is my princess." he said seeing the frown appear once more "Perhaps you could come and visit us, princess, Casterly Rock is not that far by ship and apart from your brother I'm sure your cousins would be most happy to see you." he said with a smile.

"Do you really think so Ser Jon?" she asked smiling.

"I know Lord Jaime and Lady Dacey would like nothing more than to see you as would Joanna and Joy, with Tommen there also it only makes more reason for a visit does it not?".

"It does, it does, and Tommen's nameday is but a few moons away, I could come for that, thank you, Ser Jon, I'll speak to father." she said almost skipping away, Ser Richard giving him a warm smile as he walked after her.

He needed to speak to Genna and tell her about his conversation with the princess, neither of them had so far been able to come up with a believable excuse for why Myrcella could leave. Jaime suggesting a fostering somewhere close to Bran and while it would have made sense if Bran was fostering, it didn't so much with him squiring. He walked through the halls to where Arthur was waiting, the knight relieved to see him unharmed. No guards had been allowed into the Royal Apartments but he walked with Barristan and he had felt under no threat.

"Ser Daemon, I believe we've somewhere else we need to be." he said and Arthur nodded as they headed off to the meeting with the others.

King's Landing 297 AC.

Barristan.

Standing in the room watching the king laugh with the stag was hard and he wondered how Jon could do it. Though each time he caught his eye he could see the mummery was taking its toll. He was glad when the lunch was over and then surprised when he and Tommen were asked to stay, soon finding out what it was that was on Robert's mind. After talking to Tommen and making sure this was what he really wished for and then saying that he'd come visit him as soon as he could, Robert asked the prince to leave and turned to him as soon as he'd gone.

"My wife thinks I'm mad Ser Barristan, she and Jon both think I've taken leave of my senses, what do you think?" Robert asked.

"I don't feel qualified to answer your grace.".

"For fucks sake Barristan, I'm asking you a question, Ser Jon, do you think him a worthy knight?".

"A more than worthy knight your grace, a knight the realm has not seen in an age." he said with a smile and saw the king nod at him.

"My own thoughts exactly Ser, however, my wife will have my hide unless I send you with Tommen. Damn the woman, she wishes me to send away my Lord Commander to protect my son when he's in no danger at all." The king said drinking a glass of wine.

"I understand not the mind of a mother your grace, I do agree there is no danger to Prince Tommen but perhaps it can be a temporary thing, have her see you adhere to her concerns and then in time make other arrangements." he said and Robert looked to him and laughed.

"God's I've wasted you, for years I kept you out of the small council even though it was your right. I thought you too close to the dragons and couldn't bear to hear you defend them." Robert said and held his hand up when he went to speak "You should go say your goodbyes to your brothers Ser Barristan, I know not when Ser Jon leaves but take the day to make yourself ready.".

"I shall protect him with my life your grace." he said as he turned to leave.

"Protect them both Ser Barristan, Ned's lad also." Robert said and Barristan nodded as he left.

He checked in with Tommen and found him with his sister, Ser Richard on guard and he looked to see Ser Mandon, Ser Justin, and Ser Preston also on duty. Calling Ser Mandon from the King's door he stood with Ser Richard and waited.

"Ser Mandon grab some guards and watch the prince and princess until Ser Richard returns" he said and the knight barely looked at him when he nodded "Ser Richard if you'll follow me.".

He walked to White Sword Tower with Ser Richard walking beside him, he could have had this conversation outside the prince and princess's room but he wished to have it only once. Once in the tower, he walked to Ser Arys's room to find the knight only readying himself to go to bed. Feeling thankful that he'd not had to wake him, Barristan asked him to join them in the round room. He poured each of them a mug of water and grabbed some bread and cheese, Ser Richard the only one of them eating and Barristan smiled at that, well used to feeling hungry on duty.

"His grace has named Prince Tommen as squire to Ser Jon Snow, the prince will be leaving when Ser Jon heads back to Casterly Rock and as per her grace's request I'm to accompany them." he said and Ser Richard looked to him.

"But you're the Lord Commander, surely this is a job for someone else?" Ser Arys said.

"It is as the queen's request Ser Arys, I don't know myself yet when the ship will be leaving, I'll need to speak to Ser Jon to find out the details and I'll speak to the others before I go. As of now, I remain Lord Commander but with me gone there may be a push to replace me. Know that until I'm replaced my orders still can only be superseded by the king's own and so here they are." he said and both men looked to him.

"Lord Commander?" Ser Richard said when Barristan hesitated.

"Protect the princess as you have been doing Ser Richard, you too Ser Arys. I fear for her alone here now with Prince Joffrey back and I leave it to your judgment on how best to keep her safe." he said.

"Lord Commander?" Ser Richard asked his face full of confusion.

"We've all seen that boy Ser Richard, what he did in Highgarden, apparently Lord Stannis also fears for his daughter around him. We've been able to protect her from him up to now but as he gets older it may prove more difficult. While I'm away I wish you both to continue to do as you have been and to know that I am always on your side." he said and both Ser Richard and Ser Arys nodded.

When Ser Arys made his way back to his bed and Ser Richard left, Barristan began to ready his things, looking around and wondering when it was he would be back here in this place. He smiled as he imagined sitting at the table with Arthur again and then he got up to head to the Lannister Manse to find out when they'd be leaving. Knowing that in a day or so he'd finally be at his king's side properly for the first time.

King's Landing 297 AC.

Robb.

Even though they were getting ready to leave in the next day or so, he found that he had far too much time on his hands. He'd expected to be rushed off his feet during the tourney and wished now that he'd competed in the joust, just for something extra to do. Jon seemed to have no time and while he knew his brother envied the time he got to spend with Wynafred, Robb found himself envying his brother over the number of things he got to do. He was sitting with Wynafred and Wylla in the garden of the Manse thinking on that when Lord Wyman walked in holding a letter in his hand.

"From your father, Robb, it seems it's to Winterfell and not White Harbor we've to go." Wyman said handing him the note.

He looked at the lord wondering what reason his father would have for them to go and why Wyman was smiling when he spoke to his granddaughters and opening the note quickly he began to read. Finding the news to be both shocking and unsurprising at the same time.

Robb,

I had hoped to have you come home and to tell you this news to your face, but given the tourney and my own inability to attend, I've been left with no choice but to tell you it this way. After receiving your mother's blessing and to follow my own heart, I've asked and Elle has accepted to be my wife. I hope you and your brothers and sisters can travel to the wedding and I look forward to seeing you all again. I wish I could have spoken to you previously son, but I hope I can speak to you when you arrive.

Your father,

Ned.

His first instinct was to stand up and tear the letter in two, to storm off and make his way to the Red Keep and speak to his mother and tell her that he'd not accept this. Though it was but a fleeting one, he knew his mother and father would not be getting back together and his father claimed his mother's permission which Robb found strange.

Not that was the only thing he had found strange about his mother since he'd seen her again. How she had acted when he and Sansa had met her made him believe that he didn't know her at all. He wondered if his father had felt the same and that's why things had ended how they had between them.

"Robb, Robb, is there something wrong?" Wynafred asked and he shook his head, handing her the letter to read.

"I need to go speak to Sansa, I'll be back as soon as I can." he said a moment later, kissing her cheek as Wyman nodded to his guards to follow him.

He was glad of the walk through the streets as it allowed him time to gather his thoughts and to think how he truly felt about this. His mind going to places he didn't wish it to but he was unable to stop it from. That his mother hated Jon was clear, it was clear when he was in Winterfell and it was clear now and though his father hadn't truly blamed it on that, Robb knew that their parting was at least partly because of Jon.

Sansa had told him that they couldn't trust her with Jon's truth and the last meeting they'd had with her had proved that, and now he imagined his father had felt the same. But that didn't lead to marrying someone else and he began to try and think why that was? Was it simply his father had fallen for another woman? Was there more to it than that? As he saw the guards at the gates of the Tyrell Manse he felt he needed to speak to his father to find out, though he hoped Sansa could offer some insight too.

"I'm here to see my sister, Lady Sansa." he said and the guards nodded before he was brought inside.

He found her sitting in her room with Fang and reading the same letter he had read, something he was glad about as he needed her to be aware of it and didn't wish to be the one to inform her.

"You got one too." he said with a smile.

"Aye, looks like we're going to Winterfell, brother." she said and he nodded.

"I don't understand this Sansa, any of this." he said and he was glad when she got up from her bed and walked over to him.

"Sit down Robb we've much to speak on." she said as she took his hand and he looked to her and allowed her to lead him to the bed.

"There are things you don't know about mother, things I've only just realized. I think we need to discuss them with father and once you know you'll see it more clearly." she said.

"What things?" he asked.

"Things I think it's best to hear far from here." she said and he found himself staring at her.

"Sansa?".

"Trust me, Robb, this is not where you wish to find them out." she said and he nodded.

They spoke for a few more moments, Sansa asking if he thought Bran got the letter, and when he said he must have she suggested they ask their granduncle to join them on the ship. After she said she'd take care of it they talked of Wynafred and his own wedding, Robb blushing when his sister began asking him questions of whether he was looking forward to it and did he wish it was sooner. When he was ready to leave he hugged her and kissed her cheek and as he got to the door he stopped and turned.

"Sansa, these things, are they bad?" he asked and she nodded and didn't say a word, her face all the answer he needed.

Arriving back at the Manse he found that Jon had still not returned and Wynafred had almost seemed to be waiting for him to do so. Robb smiling when she appeared almost as soon as he had arrived and more so when she wouldn't' leave him alone until she was sure he wasn't upset. Soon he found he cared less and less as he changed the subject form his father's to their wedding. Lying in his bed that night he found himself thinking much happier thoughts than otherwise he probably should.

King's Landing 297 AC.

Gerion.

That he was asked to attend this meeting was both comforting and worrying, something he confided in Ashara as soon as he could. When he did he was surprised to find she'd been invited to a meeting of her own and he found himself laughing at the thoughts of it. Both of them were completely on Jon's side and while he knew a war was to come, it had been a far off idea until now, a thought not yet fully expressed.

Now it was getting more real and where at one time he'd have almost hungered for it, now he felt a little scared by it. The life he had was very different from the life he'd lived before, his keep, his daughter, Ashara, now he had far too much to lose. That Jon cared for Joy, for him and Ashara as much as he did, while it proved how right they were to support him it only added to what could be lost.

So as he walked into the room he felt nervous as the reality of what they were doing finally began to hit home. Looking around the room the found he was the only one who felt this way, Willas looked almost eager and Raymun and Monford even more so, Richard looked ready to fight even now. Jon though stood out amongst them all and not even the stern expression on Randyll Tarly's face matched the look on Jon's.

"I want to thank you all for coming here, I know how difficult and dangerous it is, in this city above all." Jon said and he saw a nod from Randyll as he spoke.

"Is this everyone your grace?" Randyll asked a moment later and Jon smirked.

"We couldn't fit everyone my lord and I specifically picked those in this room, here it's just a meeting to discuss trade, everyone apart from you is already tied into our trading routes and we'll soon see Horn Hill rewarded more deservedly." Jon said and he saw him look to Willas who nodded to Randyll.

"My nephew or Lord Willas's grandmother together with the others in this room would be far too obvious Lord Tarly, but I'll leave it to Jon to explain the rest." he said and smirked at Jon's expression.

"I have the West Lord Tarly through my Hand Jaime Lannister and the North through my uncle Eddard, I have Dorne through my uncle's Oberyn and Doran and The Reach through Lady Olenna. Lord Darry and Lord Velaryon have declared and once I leave this city Ser Richard will reach out to the rest of the loyal houses." Jon said and Randyll looked to the room to see if anyone disagreed.

"Which leaves the Vale, Riverlands and the Stormlands against us my king." Randyll said.

"The Vale and the Stormlands will support their lords and king but you've seen Lord Tully, do you think he'll have more luck than his father in bringing the Riverlands to bear?".

"I don't your grace." Randyll said.

"I have the men my lord and more will come but I have something more than even that, I have dragons." Jon said and Randyll laughed before he realized no one else was.

"I've seen them my lord, as has Lord Gerion and every man in this room." Willas said and Randyll looked to Jon once more.

"I'd call for a council if I thought it would do any good, but I know it would not, the throne will need to be taken and so take it I will." Jon said looking to the room "When I leave this city we prepare in earnest, arm your men and ready them for war my lords, for war is coming and it comes soon.".

"When my king? "Lord Monford asked.

"Within six moons Lord Monford, there are some more people to be told and with that comes greater risk, if we're lucky we manage to find only loyal men but even with loyalty there comes the chance of discovery." Jon said to nods.

"We need a battle plan your grace, a plan of attack." Randyll said.

"And we will have more than one my lord, but not here today. I will listen to counsel and before this war starts we'll have more than one disagreement I'm sure " Jon said to laughs.

"The other Lords of the Reach will be told in good time Lord Tarly and I'm sure you'll wish to discuss things with Lord Rowan and Ashford." Willas said and Randyll nodded.

"My father made an error many years ago, he assumed that change can come by way of peace and would that it was so. Each man in this room knows the truth of it and has suffered loss because of that mistake. I'll not make the same mistake my lords, my family can't afford any more of them. I give you my oath I will do everything in my power to ensure we come through this war as one, that the loyalty you've shown will be rewarded and the future we seek to create will be better than the past or present we've lived through." Jon said.

As Gerion looked to each man in the room he saw them look to Jon who stood up and closed his eyes before opening them again.

"I swear it, my lords, for my father, my mother, for my brother and sister and for their mother, for every one they took from me, I swear they'll pay in fire and blood." Jon said.

"Fire and Blood." Raymun and Monford said and then Randyll. Willas and Richard joined in.

He was asked to stay with Ser Richard and Lord Raymun, the Darry lord looking at Jon and wondering why he was held back when the others were not.

"Lord Raymun, your position is the most precarious of all, the war will come to the Riverlands first as they always do and while I hope for most of the lords to abandon Lord Edmure, those who don't will come after those who do. Robert too may seek to take your house, so I need you to do something for me." Jon said and Raymun nodded.

"Anything your grace.".

"Keep this close." Jon said handing him a cage with a small bird inside.

"Your grace?" Raymun asked confusedly.

"Should you find yourself in trouble talk to the bird my lord, ask it for help." Jon said and Gerion chuckled while Richard smirked.

"I don't understand your grace." Raymun said.

"Richard." Jon said as he walked from the room.

Gerion watched as Richard brought Raymun to the cage and told him to whisper something to the bird. What he said was so low that Gerion couldn't hear and once he was done Richard called to the door, Jon walking back in a moment later.

"Ser Willem was a good man and true, Ser Jonathor was a loyal knight who gave his life for the father, I seek to serve the son." Jon said and Raymun gasped "I'm a warg Lord Raymun and I'll be able to come and help if called.".

"I thank you your grace." Raymun said and Jon smiled.

"My family owes yours a debt of blood Lord Raymun, I'll repay that debt if I can.".

When Raymun left Gerion saw Jon as he seemed to relax against the chair, his eyes looking to his as he did so. Ser Richard left them alone and Jon kept looking at him, almost unnerving him as he did so.

"I wish it didn't have to be this way, to put so many I care about it in harms way. I'd order you all to stay at home if I thought you'd listen." Jon said and Gerion watched him sigh.

"Aye I know.".

"We take no chances Gerion or as little as we must, if need be I'll destroy him with Rhaenix, we take no chances." Jon said and Gerion nodded as he walked over to him.

"Come it's getting late, Joy will be waiting for her story." he said and saw Jon smile as he stood up.

"Aye, she will.".

Valyria 297 AC.

Rhaenix.

Flying further into the city she could see what it once looked like, the sky once filled with dragons were now there was just her and Lygaron. They swooped through the towers and broken buildings, over what had once been arenas and temples to the gods. When they saw it they knew that was where they had to go and the Dragonpit in King's Landing looked like a small space in comparison to the giant open space of this one.

Landing on the ground she looked around and then she saw why they had been brought here, they were everywhere and Rhaenix knew instinctively which one to go for, as did Lygaron. She walked towards it and moved it over and saw the thing which lay underneath, the sun reflecting off it as she looked down upon it. Turning to Lygaron she saw that he too had found something similar and as she looked around the Dragonpit she wondered if each of them covered even more.

Her curiosity forced her to move towards another and as she moved it she found even more of the shiny steel. This was important she knew but they could do nothing about it, and she knew then they would need to return. Could they though? Could she bring Jae here? Should she bring Jae here? The questions remained unanswered for now and instead, she moved back to what had brought her here and grabbed it in her legs to lift it. Lygaron struggled to grab his in his mouth and she had him drag it to her, holding it in her legs she took to the air and found the weight to be no problem at all.

"I'll carry them, when we feed you'll need to catch the prey." she said.

"I will, we must come back here, my rider, father they need to come." Lygaron said and she nodded as the daylight began to fade.

"We'll sleep and leave on the morrow." she said and Lygaron seemed happy enough with that answer for now.

It wasn't Jae who came to her that night and it wasn't a place she recognized that she walked. The streets were paved with black stone and around her people looked at her as if they could see her. She walked on and on and finally heard the sound of a harp playing and as she followed it she saw them in the distance. Her mother was sitting by a tree as her father played his harp, Lyanna dancing while her mother rocked Aegon in her arms.

"Mother." she called out and saw the smile on her face as she looked to her and looking down she saw she was a girl once more.

Her little legs ran as fast as she could and she felt the tears as they fell from her mother's eyes. She heard Aegon giggle as her hair touched his face and Lyanna moved towards her when her father stopped playing his harp.

"My little girl, look at you." her mother said and Rhaenys closed her eyes when she felt her fingers touch her face.

"Mother, I've missed you." she said and her mother brushed her fingers over her lips as she spoke.

"We've missed you too Rhaenys, you and your brother." her father said and she turned her head to look at him.

"Father, I didn't know, I didn't know, I'd have brought Jae if I'd known." she said and her father smiled before he shook his head.

"It's not time yet for your brother to come, one day we'll all be together again but not today." her father said.

"What you found Rhaenys, what you found, he needs to know what you found but only he can come. Lygaron can't bring his rider only Jae can come." Lyanna said and Rhaenys nodded.

"Only Jae." she said as she woke up and saw the sun begin to rise.

They took to the sky once more and she carried them underneath her, turning back to look at the towers in the distance and knowing that she would be coming back. Lygaron hadn't argued with her when she told him that only she and Jae were to return, that Tyrion was not to come here. It had surprised her at first and then she wondered if he'd seen something too, though her brother would tell her nothing when she asked.

They slept outside Volantis that night, Lygaron going to find them food and bringing her back half his own kill. Rhaenix woke early and it was still dark when they took to the air, Lygaron unhappy that she'd woken him but she'd felt men close by and they needed to be elsewhere and so it was to the sea they flew. Over Lys and Sunspear and to the deserts beyond, Rhaenix smiled as the saddles she carried between her legs alone making the journey worthwhile.

Kings Landing 297 AC.

Genna.

She made her way to the manse and was glad of the break in her daily routine, Emmon was being his usual annoying self and she found the smell in the city to be making her long for home. That she didn't feel safe here didn't help and despite their guards, it was more a feeling than any true sense of danger. Each day they got closer to the Jon staking his claim was a day that she felt it a little more keenly.

Her attempts to speak to her niece were incredibly frustrating and watching as she basically offered to trade one child for another had turned her stomach. Cersei telling her that if she could ensure Jon didn't take Tommen to squire that maybe Myrcella could foster at Casterly Rock. That she could see the wheels turn in Cersei's head as she spoke only making it even worse, as it was clear she meant none of what she said.

So when the note had come she'd gotten ready quickly and along with Dacey and Ashara had taken the carriage to the Manse, wondering what Olenna had called the meeting for. Genna had enjoyed the last one and she and Dacey had spoken about the potential for what they may be able to do with them in the future. Both women coming up with very different plans for things that Jon and Margaery should address.

"Ladies if you'll follow me." a servant said when she climbed from the carriage.

They didn't have far to walk and Alerie and Olenna were already waiting for them, Genna missing the ones who weren't there. Lady Maege had been blunt and to the point and she 'd liked that and Lynesse too had shown her own cleverness, while Ellaria was far different than she'd expected. As she sat she wondered if they would need to bring more into their little group, would Margaery join them in the future and who else could be brought in that had something to offer.

"Ladies, please sit." Alerie said and soon they were drinking tea and speaking pleasantries before Olenna brought that all to a halt.

"Enough of this silly talk, it's time we got to the real reason for being here." Olenna said and Genna chuckled.

"As you say Olenna and that reason is?" she asked.

"That Doran Martell tried to have my granddaughter killed." Olenna said and hers was probably the loudest gasp of all.

"You must be mistaken, he would not." Ashara said and Genna nodded her agreement.

"Tyrion and Arianne are to be wed Olenna, what reason would Doran have for attacking Margaery?" she asked.

"Dorne is with Jon, are they not?" Dacey asked and Ashara told her they were.

"Ashara you know the man who tried to kill my granddaughter, your cousin Ser Gerold, do you think he did so for coin? Or that he just randomly decided to attack Margaery?" Olenna asked.

"No, Alaric has spoken of him as a man not to be trusted but no, coin I doubt as to the reason, both Arthur and I have been unable to come up with a motive for why he'd attack her." Ashara said.

"What makes you think Doran is that reason?" she asked and Olenna took a sip of her tea.

"Jon." Olenna said and then looked at them each before continuing "Jon as king with Margaery as his queen gives Doran no benefit, I know you may say he would do it to see Robert fall but Doran is not his brother. Oberyn may think of such a thing but Doran does not, he seeks his blood on the throne and Margaery stands in the way of that.".

"You think he'd have sought Arianne and Jon?" Dacey asked.

"I know he would." Olenna said.

"But he agreed to marry her to Tyrion." she said and Olenna looked to her and she could see that she didn't wish to speak more "Olenna.".

"Think like Doran, Genna. You have to support Jon, Oberyn does, a letter from your sister says it's so, Jon has the West, the North, The Reach and Dragons, Jon will be king. Yet you wish your blood on the throne, what's in your way?".

"Margaery." Dacey said for her.

"Margaery, so you see her dead and Jon must continue his line, so who better than Arianne?" Olenna said.

"And Tyrion?" she asked seeing it more clearly.

"A king trumps a prince Genna." Olenna said.

"This makes no sense, why agree the match with Tyrion? What offer did he make Gerold? "Ashara said and Genna found herself wondering the same thing.

"If you can't kill Margaery then there is another way." Alerie said.

"Jon?" she said and Olenna looked to her before nodding slightly.

"I believe I'm right and Doran is responsible and I wish for nothing more than to see him dead, but I cannot, it must be Jon and I know not how to tell him this." Olenna said.

"Is Margaery protected, well-protected?" she asked.

"She is." Alerie said

"Then we have time, I'll speak to Jon, when it's right to do so.".

"Are you sure?" Olenna asked.

"I'm sure, we can't do anything here and I'll talk to him, if Doran can't get to Margaery and sets his sights on Jon it gives us time, nothing can happen until Jon is crowned." she said and the others seemed to agree.

Jon came to her later that night telling her of the conversation with Myrcella and she almost kissed him when he said that once they had her in Casterly Rock that was when they'd move. It gave them a few moons and Tyrion would be back by then also and Genna would need to speak to them all about what Doran was planning. She almost went to Kevan that night and at dinner, she was both quieter and more snippy with Emmon than usual.

It was the same the next day and it was on the day after when they were sailing from King's Landing that she felt herself relax and calm down some. Emmon almost stunned when she didn't reprimand him as he slurped his soup on the Lady Joanna as she sailed. Looking to Jon when they were standing on the deck one evening she wondered if perhaps it was for the best if they took care of Doran themselves, then she discounted the idea. All his life he'd had people plotting against his family, she'd not be one of them, and besides he was her family now too she thought as he and Walder laughed when Joy said something to Tommen.

Casterly Rock 297 AC (Three Moons Later)

Jaehaerys Targaryen.

The bird flew over the city, it's wings barely moving as it looked at the red walls in front of it. Soon it was over the walls and resting on a ledge as it looked down at the pikes and the heads that rested upon them. They'd fallen prey to a monster and as the bird flew back into the sky it felt itself alone once more, the presence that had been inside it retreating away and it wondered when he would return.

Jae leaned against the tree with his eyes closed as he prayed to the old gods for the strength to see this through. The images of the heads on the pikes still fresh in his mind and the anger bubbling just below the surface. Soon though he saw them standing in front of him, his mother and father smiling as Elia laughed, Aegon with his long silver hair with his sword out beckoning him forward.

"Come, Jae, spar with me" his brother said as he looked on.

"Not today, Egg, you can see how busy your brother is." Elia said and Aegon put his sword away.

"Not today little brother." Jae heard the voice from behind him and felt her hand on his shoulder.

He looked up to see her long brown hair as it blew in the wind, her deep purple eyes looking down on him as she laughed. Looking again to the rest of his family he was glad she was with him, what he had to do he couldn't do alone and he needed Rhaenys by his side.

"Go you have work to do, we'll see you soon." his mother said.

"But not today." His father said with a smile as Jae opened his eyes to look at the tree in front of him.

"Not today." he said softly as he stood up and turned to walk from the godswood.

They stood there in their white cloaks, five men ready to die for him, ready to kill for him, and he nodded to them and the men who stood to one side. Tyrion wore black and red and a small silver crown, his uncle looking every inch a dragon, Jaime wore crimson and gold and the hand-shaped pin proudly on his chest. As he walked towards them he looked to see the ravens take off, each of them carrying a message to every lord in the land and one to a monster who sat the Iron Throne.

"Your grace." Jaime said as he handed him the crown.

"Lord Hand." he said as he put it on and they walked into the Rock.

The halls were full of servants and he saw Kevan and Genna up ahead, Gerion, Ashara, and Dacey by their side. In his hand he carried the scroll which had set it all in motion, the words burned deep into his brain and though he had no need to carry it, carry it he did.

Lord Jaime Lannister,

His grace Robert Baratheon demands that the bastard Tommen Waters is to be delivered to the Red Keep to face judgment for his treason.

Jon Arryn,

Hand to the King.

No, he had no need to read it and it was why the banners had been called, that they'd fight for their liege lord was not in doubt and yet it was not enough. He needed them to fight for him and so he'd given them the choice and retreated to the Godswood to ready for their verdict. Arthur opened the door and he walked in, the black and red he wore even more pronounced than his uncles.

On his hand, he wore the ring that had once belonged to an unlikely king, on his breast he wore the pin his wife had gifted him that matched the one she wore. The crown on his head was the Conquerors and the sword on his hip his Visenya's, and he finally felt the way he always should. He was a dragon and a wolf and yet today he felt only one of those things and as he sat down he looked out to the Lords of the West, eager to see if they were ready to follow a dragon to war.

"My lords, you've had time to make your choice and I'll say no more than this. A monster sits the throne and has done unspeakable things, were I not who I am then under my Hand you'd march for justice and vengeance. I too march for both these things but I seek to also right a wrong five and ten years in the making. Under a lion or a dragon we march my lords, so what is your choice?." Jae said to loud noise and words being shouted.

It was Lord Roland Crakehall who stood up, the man looking every bit as large and imposing as ever and the hall soon quietened down.

"Eight years ago you came to us and I like others questioned our liege lord's intent, to name a bastard as his squire was no mean feat. So we tested and poked and prodded and over time there's not a man in this room who didn't come to respect you, be it for the things you did to improve the West or the feats you did on the tourney grounds.".

Jae looked around as men began to nod in agreement.

"I never cared for the dragons nor the stags, what did they ever do to help the West, what care they for me and mine. I've never known a good king or one who even bothers to think of anyone but himself, so maybe it's time the realm had one I say.".

Jae looked to the hall to see the tabletops being hit with fists and the sound of men stomping their feet.

"I know the man who sits the throne is not one and I know the man who sits in this hall will be. So aye, I'll ride with you, I'll fight with you, and I'll see you crowned, Jaehaerys Targaryen The King From the West." Lord Crakehall said loudly.

"The King from the West." the other lords began to say and the room began to shout it loud.

"The King from the West".

"The King from the West.".

Yet above it all Jae could hear her as she flew over the Rock, her roar louder than any and Jae hoped they could hear her all the way to King's Landing. He hoped that Robert could hear and Jon Arryn and anyone who dared step in his way. As Rhaenix roared again Jae smiled, we're coming for you and we bring Fire and Blood.

A/N: Thanks to all who've read and reviewed. Up Next we see the first half of the three months that led us to where we are.

Prince Loki: The dragon's fly indeed.

Daryl Dixon: So glad you enjoyed it.

Supremus: As I've said to you countless times I'm not here to change opinions and I've no issue with anyone having different ones than myself, I don't claim to be right on any of my own but I do try and explain why it is I have them so they're at least untreatable. I also try to change things up from story to story and to have a character be different in each, so Jon Arryn is bad here and good in another, etc. Sansa, I hated from the last couple of seasons in the show and yet here she's a completely different character. So if you like Sam then more power to you.

Jayods: Both dragons have a different circumstance than Dany's dragons, so we'll see that more when we see them also, they too are sentient but not as sentient if that makes sense.

Biohazard: So glad you liked it.

Magnetic Ducky: I get that and I wasn't trying to be snippy back to you, more I've answered my reasons so many times it almost makes me snippy when I do so again, it wasn't personal to you more the way I've come to explain it seems that way, so I'm sorry if it felt that way and I'm glad you enjoyed the chapter.

Canuck: Sorry to hear that, I've pm'd you to discuss it.

The Sphynx: The poem says it all.

Jessicanightmarewolf: The moves have been made, next couple of chapters will show exactly what they were.

Dirtycat: We'll see a little of Dany in the next couple of chapters.

Anja: Really glad you liked it.

Wolololol: I love parallels and sometimes history has a habit of repeating itself.

Chirs Metis: Well the march to it has begun and we'll soon see if it's an unstoppable one.

Jman: So glad you liked it.

Lady Octarina: I think all boys of that age, bar Sam who had no aptitude for it kinda look up to Knights and Warriors, so for Jon in canon it was Aemon the dragon knight and Daeron and for Bran, it was the Bold, here for Loras and Jon it's Ser Arthur and Jaime and then for the younger ones they all see Jon and go he's who we want to be. Tarly was stunned and we'll see more of that as we go on with other reactions to the truth. Stannis is such a hard thing, if you could turn him yes your right and you'd like to see him on Jae's side but it just can't happen with Robert alive.

I think this is how she should have been, the right education allowing for her mind to work and her to blossom and instead we get a Cersei/LF inspired girl who pretty much cares only about herself. It was hard for her but probably not as much as it could have been as she'd seen Cat up close and knows more of the world now.

Lol, hadn't thought of that with Renly, may have been an uncomfortable ride. On Loras, I felt he needed to do something to earn his knighthood, not so much that he didn't deserve it but to earn it and be rewarded by Jaime would mean more. On the Barristan part you're so right he'd feel it, though he rode against Jon at HG and it wasn't full-on, still he definitely was having a FB moment. With Jaime/Jon, the simple truth was that had he not hurt his shoulder than Jon doesn't beat him, either in the Joust or with Swords and since both of them were tired and a little off Jon needed the show even more. Hope you liked the news.

On the crowing, if anything he kinda made the right choice anyway, Joy or Sansa would have been a bit upset had he crowned the other but would understand with Marge.

Aj Granger: I really wanted echoes of that and while he had a reason and Marge's words would allow people to think for that reason, a lot of people would think him wrong to crown her, funny enough she'd be thought of as just as wrong for accepting it. Glad you liked the Jousts and the fighting. As you see the dragons found the saddles and some Valyrian steel and Doran we'll see in a little bit, but the war is just upon us.

Darkstar: Thanks so very much, really hope you like where it goes next and the new chapters are every Tues and Thursday so not too long to wait.

VFSnake: We'll see some of that with the fishes in the next few chapters, reflecting on the tourney and the news they're soon to receive.

Sovietgod: Well we're kinda at the climax in a way, the big event that started things is coming next.

Zyrus: I agree, to see a son of Rhaegar he'd be on his knee in a second imo.

Dunk: Over the next few chapters we'll see within the povs of the major player's reactions to both the tourney and other events leading up to what happened at the end of this chapter. With Robert he's so wrapped up in him as Ned's Lad he sees nothing else when he looks to Jon and so he doesn't notice it consciously at least. Oh Cat will have a double reaction to him crowing Margaery and more so people not being more up in arms about it. There will be someone else going to WF with Sansa and Robb, won't say who just yet. I wanted with Rhaenix to get the feel of her pov and see how it was received so yep we'll be seeing more of it as we go. On the bringing something back they found the saddles for the Dragon's, ones that fit them both.

Silverglow91: I think it worked this time, not sure why it was giving you so much hassle.

Tony Warrior: El torneo fue tanto un guiño a Harrenhal como el final de esa parte del reinado de Robert, ahora estamos en la guerra y veremos si Jae puede confiar en todos los que lo rodean y en lo que hacen Doran y Oberyn.

Remi: Pour Tommen surtout oui, les chevaliers ont posé leurs repères pour l'avenir. Les dragons sont comme vous le voyez sur le chemin du retour, ils ont trouvé quelque chose pour aider et y ont été guidés par quelque chose que nous n'avons pas encore vu. Ne vous inquiétez pas mon ami, selon ce qui vous convient le mieux.

Mr2legit: Thanks so very much glad you think so and are enjoying it.

Guest; Marge's words alleviated it a little, had she not brought up the fact that he saved her then it may cause a far bigger scandal, that they only danced once at the ball also helps a little, but still some people will be pissed. On Doran that's the thing, Jon will want to see him dead, the dragon in him almost demanding it because he attacked Marge, had it been him then he'd be far more forgiving. But there is the same to an extent with Cat in the people around him and how they'd feel, Oberyn, Tyrion as you say and so we'll see, remember though Oberyn wouldn't be too happy with Doran going against Elia's wishes. I hope to finish one of these to be able to move onto some of the other ideas I have.

Anarchicmind: Now that is a worthy conspiracy that the lady of Riverrun may get behind, she'd be so convinced of its voracity lol. It's the funniest thing and it really shows a lack of judgment because she's so biased and convinced of what, who Jon is that if that was presented to her she may actually go, I knew it lol.

Really glad you liked the chapter, with Randyll he's been waiting for this and well Loras hasn't had long to wait for his white cloak. The ladies council is an idea I could see Marge going for, especially if she and Sansa sit in with those women.

Liza: You did indeed my friend. With Mace we'll see it coming next chapter and you're right he did kinda throw caution to the wind, in a way it's not just the hiding of what they mean to each other that's an issue for them, hormonally they're almost eager to be together too, I don't mean full-on sleeping with each other but being able to fully show affection to each other.

No worries and never think you shouldn't critique something you don't think worked, that helps me as much as anything to decide and see where I may be going wrong. With the joust and Ser Barristan it was a little of the facing him once and watching him, even more, he knew a little better how to ride against him. In HG he took him to three I think before Barristan one and he's put on some size and a little extra muscle since then and he was even more determined. Jaime was carrying an injured shoulder from his ride earlier on, his ride against Loras made it worse and so against Jon he wasn't able to give it his all, even though Jon managed to unhorse him, he still got unhorsed himself showing that were it not for the injury only one of them would have ended up on the ground, Jon.

Then in the swordfight, he took advantage of the injury and caught Jaime again making him worry about it giving him the win. All in all, he'd not have beaten Jaime without it but sometimes you get lucky and take advantage of the opportunity in front of you. I've said to someone else swordsmanship wise, Jon right now could probably beat Barristan more than he'd lose to him, so maybe in ten fights he'd take it six to four, against Jaime he'd be damned lucky to take any and against Arthur he'd have no chance.

It's hard for Sansa yes but this Sansa has that extra little bit of experience and that she saw her mother and how she reacted when she visited HG she knew a little of what she was capable of, now she'd never have expected this but it's also not the devastating shock it could have been, she also has good support around here.

My internet is working well, I assume this is in relation other stories not being updated, I had to take a small break from them for research here as I needed to ensure I was right with certain facts/events before posting, all stories will be back to normal from this week though.

Xan Merrick; Thanks my friend, hope you liked what it was the dragons were looking for. It is amazing how Tommen and Myrcella turned out in canon, its actually suggested that Cersei paid all her attention to Joff and none to them and you can buy that, so here it's nice to have Tommen get a better life. We'll see Mace next and some other reactions to Jon being who he is, Tarly is a little like Richard in a way in that he's been living with regret since the rebellion and so it's made him eager for this, he also is such a Targ supporter that it really was disgraceful they made him not support Dany, almost as bad as making the Smalljon turn on the Starks in terms of BS. One of the things with both Jon and Loras is they would by now be making their name, Loras by the time the Hand's Tourney happens was already somewhat of a legend and that time-wise would have been six months from now.

Xand007: Thank you, my friend. So glad you liked them, we'll see if he can figure it out in regards to Doran and how he reacts, as it was Marge he may not react calm and calculating. One of the things is Jae knows that while he needs to be in Kl, he also needs to be away from it to be safe, once he is he can really move. House Tully will be no more if Jae wins, he'll not let them stand, as for the dragons well you see what it was they left for. You too, stay safe and well.

Platinum Bro: I feel exactly the same, they kinda need to have some type of visit to Valyria IMO, once they have dragons it's so much easier but I think you need to have some aspect of Valyria in the story. Glad you liked the fight and we're right on the point where he'll no longer have to call himself anything but Jae.

Spartan: Glad you liked it, I think the bonding is very important and it annoys me about the show in that we had these tight families and by the end, they're really not. As you say Jae was always going to crown Marge and yep the first war is about to begin.
Jacobgamble: Really glad you liked it.

Creativo: Spanish En cierto modo, sí, una pregunta que debes hacerte es si los dioses se aseguran de que los eventos se desarrollen de cierta manera. Con los Dragones y su viaje a Valyria, hay indicios de que hay más en Valyria de lo que vemos.

Orthangkg: She's in so much trouble with her and soon the rest of them too, We'll see it during the wedding, I've not shown it because it's not really been needed but I'll have a little mention of it when Ned Marries. It's also a little where they are, as much as Jae wants to do a certain thing, he's at a big disadvantage in Kl, he'd probably be safe enough if Robert called for him or moved against him, but he couldn't be sure everyone would be, so he is holding back on certain things. It's just how I feel about him, I think the early seasons of the show made their friendship even bigger and it took out any element of doubt with Sam, he comes across as bumbling and likable but never self-serving and there is certainly an element of that in his character. With that in mind when you see him in the last season of the show it's even clearer, he didn't tell Jon because he felt he shoud know, he did it to seek revenge on Dany for himself, an understandable emotion, but it shows he didn't really care about Jon in that, also we then get silent Sam in Kl where he never mentions Jon once.

I know that's down to the terrible writing but it's what we have of him.

Irish hermit: It killed the last remaining piece of that hope yes, she'd lost a lot of it with Cat's visit to HG, here it's the remainder. I think how they portrayed Tarly is both an example of terrible writing and not understanding the characters, no way he picks Cersei over a Targ and certainly not after the Sept and proof they were perhaps given certain end points for a character but they're own ineptitude in cutting arcs/characters mean that these endpoints don't make sense because the context is right.

So with Randyll, if he knows fAegon had landed and declared himself king and then finds out that Olenna has allied with Dany there is a chance that he'd be on fAegons side and then faced with Dany in that same situation in the show he'd not kneel as he'd think her the usurper, Dany trying to take her nephew's throne. Since they cut out fAegon they had to shoehorn the Tarly stuff into an arc that logically makes a mockery of the character and is something he'd not do, support Cersei.

Glad you liked his scene here, I wanted it to be more logical and he'd certainly ask the questions. With Jae, that's exactly what I've been going for and you see it here in this chapter, he wants to not be his father as much as he wants to be him, to not make the mistakes he made so to speak.