King's Landing 298 AC.

Jaehaerys Targaryen.

He moved into the room and looked on as Oberyn's spear moved through the air, Ned and Arthur stood fighting two guards as Jae headed for Illyrio, Aegon, and their guard. Jae hadn't even got more than a few steps when to his surprise, Illyrio stabbed his guard in the neck and then moved away leaving him face to face with Aegon. Before he had time to process it Aegon had already drawn Blackfyre and it and Dark Sister had begun to sing their song.

Aegon was clearly trained but whoever had done so had done a poor job or maybe it was a lack of talent in the student. Either way within a couple of clashes of the blades Jae felt he had this battle won, even shaking off the thought that just like the mummery Aegon was performing in claiming to be his brother, his lack of skills may be one also. Dodging a strike and seeing his uncle Ned on the ground, he decided to end this quickly and help wherever it was needed.

With a dodge and a feint, he moved inside of Aegon's defense and raising Dark Sister he crashed the hilt of the blade against the silver mask the mummer wore. Aegon crumbled to the ground and upon quickly glancing around Jae could see that Arthur and both his uncles were unharmed. He tried to get the boy to see sense but it was clear it was an impossible task and the next thing he knew there was green fire everywhere. A voice in his head called out and said blood was the key and so he once again opened the wound in his hand and watched as the fire went out. Looking down to the ground, in his confusion he saw a girl leaning down over Aegon's unconscious form.

Jae checked his armor and could see that the coloring had been burned away and yet the armor itself seemed intact other than some misshaping and melting which would need to be worked on. He hadn't actually even felt the fire as it swept over him, there was no heat from it and it hadn't seemed to have done any damage to him at all. Turning briefly from the girl and Aegon he could see that his uncles and Arthur were concerned and knew he had to put them at ease before he found out who this girl was.

"I am unhurt." he said simply before moving towards Aegon and the girl.

The girl had dark hair and gaunt features, she seemed no more than seven and ten, and yet Jae felt she was far older than that. A brief image of a girl standing where Illyrio had been a few moments came to him, something he was sure he'd seen from the corner of his eye as he had faced Aegon. Looking now at the girl he saw she was wearing Illyrio's clothes, the Magister's robes hanging loosely on her far to thin, for them anyway, body.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"A friend." the girl said standing up.

"Your name?" he said irritably.

"No One." the girl said and he heard Arthur and Oberyn move closer.

"She's a Faceless Man, your grace." Arthur said and Jae felt his fingers tighten around Dark Sister.

"Why are you here?" he asked and the girl looked at him.

"Valar Dohaeris." she said simply.

"Serve who?" Oberyn asked and the girl still looked at him, her eyes never leaving his own.

"The Prince that was Promised." she said catching him by surprise.

"I..don't…what?" he said as the girl stood up.

"My work here is done my prince, you'll find the fat man's body in the wall in the Tower of the Hand, his sellswords have left. I believe you're dealing with his unsullied, you may need this." she said holding out a whip which as Jae moved to take it from her, Oberyn stepped in and allowed the girl to give it to him instead.

"We can't just let her leave, your grace, she's an assassin." his uncle Ned said and Jae turned to look at him.

"Who apparently has helped us, uncle, greatly if what she says is true and the sellswords are gone."

His uncle looked shocked though whether that was because of the girl in front of them or what he had seen just moments before was hard to say.

"Valar Morghulis." Jae said to the girl and caught the little smirk on her face.

"Valar Dohaeris my prince, those in the order wish you well and you'll face no trouble from any who served the Many-Faced God." the girl said and Jae watched as she walked through a door and was gone so quickly it was as if she'd not been there at all.

He bent down and picked Blackfyre up, it truly was the sword of kings and though a part of him would love nothing more than to wield it and show it for the symbol it was, it felt wrong in his hands. Holding it he turned to look to the others, Arthur seemed proud to see him hold both his family swords and Oberyn looking at him with a smirk on his face.

"Is it safe letting her leave, your grace?" Arthur asked.

"I don't know much about the House of Black and White, Arthur, but I'd prefer them with me than against me, the girl came here and did a job. I'll not mourn Illyrio Mopatis, nor seek to punish the person who killed him, I'm not that much of a hypocrite." he said seeing the different reactions his uncle's had to his words, Ned frowning and Oberyn nodding approvingly.

"Now what?" Oberyn asked.

"We need men inside the city, our men, and I need to let the people know below that it's done. First things first we need more of our men here, and I need to speak to my aunt. Uncle, you know where Dany is can you take this to her?" he said handing Oberyn the whip."

"I'll see it done, nephew"

"Uncle, can you got with him? Once you have my aunt and the wildfire is secure, seek to bring in your men. Speak to the Gold Cloaks, if the sellswords are truly gone I doubt they'll wish to fight. Rhaenix will join you just to bring home the point." he asked looking to his uncle Ned.

"Aye, what will you do?" Ned asked.

"I'll let those below know and once we have our men inside then we can begin to get rid of the damn wildfire." he said.

He looked to Arthur and nodded to Aegon, watching as the knight dragged him away and began to tie him to a pillar. Jae then walked to the steps in front of the throne and took a seat, reaching out to those below and trying not to imagine what the reaction would be when six cats began to make noises at the same time. They still needed men to stay with the Wildfire and he hoped the orders he gave would be followed precisely. Half the men were to stay below and half would come to him, and once they did he could then begin bringing order to the city.

Behind him, the Iron Throne loomed large and he saw Arthur looking from it to him more than once, Jae smiling at the thoughts of what the knight wished to see. While it would make an interesting image for anyone who came into the room, he had sworn to himself he'd not sit it until he was coronated, something he dearly wished to keep to.

"You'll truly not sit it? Arthur said walking to sit beside him.

"I'd not tempt fate Arthur, let's see the city secured, see the wildfire removed, and then I'll take my throne." he said and Arthur nodded.

It was the Greatjon and Ser Richard who came up first, the large Umber lord looking around the room almost disappointed there was no one left to fight, or perhaps that there was not more carnage in the room showing there had been a greater one held here without him. Ser Richard walked to him with an eager look on his face and Jae smiled at him and nodded.

"We've taken the caches Ser Richard, my aunt has the unsullied stood down for now and my uncles are gone to bring the army in to bring order to the city." he said.

"The gold Cloaks, their commander is ours, your grace, I'll go meet with him and bring them to our side."

"Truly?" he asked and Richard nodded.

"See it done, be safe Richard." he said as Richard hurried from the room.

Davos and Jors arrived followed by Tyene and Ser Richard Horpe, Arthur visibly relaxing as there were now three Kingsguard in the room. Jae looked to Davos and was glad to see that it was just a small knock the man had taken and soon the others began to come in also, Sandor and Artos arriving next. When Randyll Tarly arrived limping with Ser Partek, Jae had wanted to send for the Grandmaester and was glad he was able to when Ser Richard arrived back with Jacelyn Bywater and some Gold Cloaks. The commander quickly kneeling and telling him the City Watch had stood down and were now his.

"Ser Richard, see that Lord Tarly is seen to by the Grandmaester." Jae said as finally Jaime and Walder arrived.

"At once your grace." Ser Richard said as Jae looked to see Jaime smiling upon noticing that it was finished and he'd not been harmed.

"All is well your grace?" Jaime asked as he walked towards him.

"As well as can be expected Lord Hand." he said smiling.

It took another few hours for the Northern and Dornish armies to enter, Jae walking to the window and looking out at the city below. Once they were in the city and Dany finally arrived, Jae turned to everyone in the throne room.

"We need to march to the Sept my lords, it's the largest space and the people of the city need to know that we're in control now, Ser Richard can you make arrangements at the Sept itself and speak to your lips about what we discussed?"

"I can your grace." Ser Richard said and was then gone in the blink of an eye.

"Lord Stark, I leave the prisoners under your watch, see that they're treated fairly." he said to his uncle, seeing him nod before moving from the room, the Greatjon following behind him.

"Prince Oberyn, the wildfire can you see that the men and women guarding it are relieved. I'd also like to have you and my cousins with me at the Sept."

"I'll see it done, your grace."

He walked over to Dany and whispered in her ear, his aunt smiling as she went to fetch the rest of their family, it was long past time the realm knew that he was not the only dragon in Westeros. Looking to Jaime he motioned for him to come over, his Hand, his father by choice, standing with him as they looked out on the city below.

"Thank you." he said softly so only the two of them could hear.

"It was my pleasure, your grace." Jaime said with a smile.

King's Landing 298 AC.

Tyrion.

He was fascinated by Shiera and by everything about her, just as the woman she was instead of who she was would have been enough for that. Even listening to a brief telling of her adventures in Essos had left him hungry for more. When you then added in she was over a hundred years old it really perked his interest. Combined also with the fact of who she actually was, one of the Great Bastards, the lover to a man whose name still invoked fear and disquiet all these years after his death, only making him even more eager to know more about her.

Yet for Tyrion all of that was actually just distant thoughts, she was his aunt, kin, family, and though he had difficulty at first coming to terms with the fact he had another family, he was each day becoming more and more glad of it. Sitting with her in the tent and speaking to her made the waiting bearable, it lessened his worries and for that, he was more than grateful also.

"My lord, the princess arrives and there's also a message from Lord Stark." Satin said handing him a note.

He opened it quickly and smiled before handing it to Shiera, his aunt reading it, and then before he could react she'd jumped up and thrown her arms around him, Tyrion welcoming the hug.

"Come let's go and join my niece and nephew." Shiera said and Tyrion nodded.

They found Dany heading towards their tent, now with even more unsullied than she had arrived in King's Landing with, Strong Belwas and Sandor were both by her side also and Tyrion was glad to see both men were unharmed, Shiera having explained to him just how much the Hound meant to his sister. As for the pit fighter, he had helped protect Dany according to Shiera and that was enough for Tyrion to feel gratitude towards the man.

"Brother, Aunt, come our nephew awaits the city is ours." Dany said here smile beaming.

"The city is safe?" Shiera asked.

"We control the wildfire, aunt. Illyrio is dead and his men have deserted him, some have asked to join me." Dany said proudly, Tyrion smirking at the look on his sister's face "The mummer is awaiting judgment but Jae wishes us to join him when he addresses the people, he asks for his family to stand with him."

It didn't surprise him in the least that Jae would wish to speak to the people, his nephew had an affinity with them that most kings never developed and he had for years tried to make life better for them. Now that he was actually king, Tyrion had no doubt he'd resolve to see them treated far better than they had ever been before. Soon with coin coming from the Golden Company accounts, he'd be able to pay for it also.

"Well brother, what are you waiting for?" Dany asked cheekily, Tyrion finding he was enjoying her moods and irreverent attitude immesenly.

"Lead the way, sister." he said with a nod as she did just that.

Riding into the city was a much different feeling then he had ever felt before, he was used to people staring at him, and yet even though there was some, more seemed to stare at the two women who rode in front of him. With their silver hair and striking features, it was clear who they were and as they rode through the city Tyrion listened to the crowd.

"Just like her mother."

"It's Queen Rhaella reborn."

"Hail to the Princess Daenerys."

"Long Live House Targaryen."

He felt himself choke up though compared to Dany he was a model of restraint, his sister openly crying tears of joy as she listened to the welcome they received. When they arrived at the Red Keep it was to see a procession already being formed, Tyrion find that the smile on his nephew's face was all he could concentrate on. Jae was no longer wearing his armor, instead, he was dressed in a black and red tunic, the Three-Headed dragon clearly displayed. He wore Dark Sister on his hip and the crown of the Conqueror on his head, and as they drew closer he moved over to speak to them.

"Uncle, aunt's, I hate to do this to you but we must ride now, the people need to see us, and night will be upon us soon. I need you all to reach out to your dragons, as when it's time they need to see them also." Jae said and he nodded.

"Your horse, your grace." he said pointing behind him and laughing when he heard Jae speak to Winter, even Dany giggling as he did so.

"He really loves his horse." Dany said whispering to him.

"She's been with him almost from the moment he came to the Rock." he said by way of explanation.

In less than a few moments they were riding through the streets again, Jae speaking to Dany and making her laugh about something while Shiera looked at the buildings and people wistfully. Tyrion couldn't believe the size of the crowd that awaited them at the Sept, Richard, or maybe Jaime had done an excellent job of getting the word out and he felt nervous looking at the many faces that stared back at him. As he was helped off the horse he watched as the Kingsguard took up position around them and then they were escorted up the steps, the crowd hushing and the excitement palpable.

At the top, the High Septon look to Jae and smiled though Tyrion felt it a false one and knew he'd need to speak to his nephew about the faith. Jae motioned for them all to move forward at the same time, Tyrion standing next to Dany while Jae stood in the middle with Shiera on the other side of Jae. Dany looked anything other than a Targaryen princess truth be told, other than physically anyway. Her breeches and coat a stark contrast to the elegant dress that Shiera wore.

"Hail to the Dragons." voices began to cry out until Jae raised his hand and stepped forward.

"No doubt some of you have heard the tales, both true and false about my mother and father. The lies that were spread by a usurper and a grasping falcon. In time I'll speak more but suffice to say any of you who've heard the Hidden Dragon know the truth of who I am and who my father and mother were.

For those who don't. My name is Jaehaerys Targaryen, the trueborn son of Rhaegar and Lyanna Targaryen and soon to be anointed the third of my name. King of the Andals, Rhoynar and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm."

The cheers were deafening Tyrion listened to chants of Dragon King and Hidden Dragon, or Rhaegar's Heir and Princess Lyanna.

"I am not the only dragon who needed to be hidden, not the only dragon who was unaware of who they truly were. My uncle Prince Tyrion Targaryen, the legitimized son of Joanna Lannister and my grandfather." Jae said looking to him

Tyrion stepped forward to chants of Prince Tyron and felt a lump in his throat, he'd need to thank Richard, Jaime, or Jae for that.

"My great aunt Shiera Seastar." Jae said and though there were some whispered hushes there were cheers for Shiera too.

He looked to see Jae reach out his hand to Dany, his sister stepping forward nervously.

"For four and ten years my aunt has had to hide from assassins sent by a usurper, a princess of House Targaryen forced to hide and be away from her home. Never again will any Targaryen need fear for their lives or know they're not welcome in Westeros. Good men and women of King's Landing, Princess Daenerys Stormborn of House Targaryen has finally come home" Jae said the cheers deafening now.

"Princess Daenerys."

"Princess Daenerys."

"The dragons have returned."

At the last cheer, Jae turned and gave them the nod and then the dragons made their way to the Sept, Jae wishing to show the world the full truth of that last bit.

Tyrion watched as Dany stepped back, his sister obviously emotional and when he reached his hand to hers she took it happily.

"Soon we will have a coronation and then a wedding. My betrothed will ride here with her family and In front of you the good people of King's Landing, Margaery Tyrell will become my wife and queen."

"Good Queen Margaery."

"Hail to House Tyrell."

"The Golden Rose and the Hidden Dragon."

Tyrion was lost now on what was planted and what was the truth of the feelings of the crowd and he supposed that was probably the point, if he didn't know then neither would they but they cheered it all the same.

"The war is over and it's time for us to allow the peace to settle. I promise each of you that each day I sit that throne I'll work to make your lives better. I, my queen, my family, my counsel, we serve you and unlike those who've come before me, my words carry the weight of my resolve. I swear it to you here in this blessed place, I swear it to you on my father and mother and those we've lost and I swear it you on Fire and Blood. You the people matter and I will everything in my power to see you safe, well, and fed and that the future you have is better than the past you've lived."

"Fire and Blood."

"King Jaehaerys the Just."

"The Dragon King."

The dragon's timed their entrance perfectly and the sky was filled with roars as Rhaenix, Lygaron, Ellagon, Rhaegal, and Sandorix flew over the Sept and King's Landing itself. Tyrion looking to Jae who stood with a determined look on his face, his nephew nodding to him as he turned and walked away.

King's Landing 298 AC.

Arthur.

The room was just as he remembered it, Arthur brushed his hand on the Weirwood table and smiled when he looked at the White Book. The black oak table where Gerold would sit, the seats on the left where he'd sit facing Oswell and Jonathor. If he closed his eyes he could see all seven of them sitting there on the rare occasions they did so. He could almost hear them still, Gerold's voice gruff and loud, Oswell's sarcastic comments, Lewyn's laugh, and Jonathor's chiding.

Leaving the memories to one side for now he moved to the white book and began reading through the names. Prince Lewyn Martell who fought and died by his prince's side, Jonathor Darry who died on the Trident protecting the heir to the throne. Seeing Oswell's, Gerold's, and his own name and seeing the entries end written so simply he knew he'd need to speak to Barristan when he arrived. Oswell and Gerold deserved a more fitting end, they too had died protecting the heir to the throne, an heir who now had finally regained his family's throne.

Turning from the room he walked up the stairs and looked over to the small sleeping cells, a smile on his face as he moved to the one which had once been his own. When he heard the noise above him it startled him and he moved quickly to the Lord Commander's room. Finding the man moving things inside when he got there, he drew Dawn and pointed it to his neck, the short man startled and dropping the items he had held in his hand.

"Your name Ser and your business here?" he asked simply and directly.

"Ser Preston Greenfield, I'm, I was, a Kingsguard." the man stuttered.

"Then you had better come with me, leave that and remove your knife and sword, gently Ser. I'd prefer not to spill blood in this place." Arthur said and as the man did as he was bid as he finally noticed the sword Arthur held.

"You're.."

"Who I am matters not, Ser, what matters is that you move when I say you move and if you do then you may come out of this with your life."

They walked down the stairs and across the courtyard, Arthur looking at the men of the hundred and feeling glad of their presence. He'd not trust the guards in the Red Keep and Bon had been only too happy to put his men to use. They along with men chosen by Jaime and Ned Stark now making up a royal guard of sorts. Walking with the former Kingsguard for that was what he was now, no way would Arthur or Barristan let him keep his cloak, he found the Northmen near the Maidenvault and handed the man over to them.

"See he's placed with the other prisoners, a decent cell, not the black ones." he said and the Northmen nodded leaving Arthur standing there alone.

With nothing much to do he headed to Maegor's to check up on the King's protection. He'd already done it more than once and had practically been sent to his room to sleep, though he found he could not. Whether it was excitement or fear he couldn't tell, but he had no need of sleep and so as he walked through the halls he found himself looking for potential weak spots. The tunnels were one and they'd need to do something about them, the guards around the keep another, though the hundred themselves were above reproach.

He found Ser Richard and Ser Jors on duty and wondered where Ser Walder was, asking his brothers and finding that he'd accompanied the king to the cellars. Jors and Richard had been left guarding the prince and princesses who had already gone to their beds. Hearing that Ser Bon, Prince Oberyn, and Jaime Lannister had gone with the king calmed him some and so he turned and headed for the cellars himself, soon hearing the voices ahead of him as he walked down the stairs.

"Robert moved them down here when he was crowned. some said it was because he hated the dragons so much, but I think truly he feared them." Jaime Lannister said.

"He was right to." Jaehaerys answered.

"Do you truly want them brought to the Throne Room, Your Grace?" Ser Bonifer asked.

"My family and dragons are intertwined Ser Bonifer, now they've returned, we've returned, people should be made aware of it each and every day. Be it the dragons in the sky, the tapestries and portraits of the great, good, and even terrible, and these. The world should see us and see dragons and know what that means." Jaehaerys said.

Arthur found himself smiling, Rhaegar had said something similar to him once when he'd asked about the dragon skulls. Waving off his concern that showing them off showed a vulnerability, that seeing the dragon skulls would suggest that dragons could be killed. That could perhaps put that idea in some people's heads that if real ones could, then those who were merely men could be also.

"And when have people not thought this, Arthur?" Rhaegar asked.

"My prince?"

"Did Duskendale happen because of dragon skulls or ambitious men? Did the Blackfyre's care that the remnants of what we lost were on display? Ambition, desire, greed Arthur 'tis all the same in the hearts of men, and whether they see our history or our present, it matters not when they come to take our future from us."

He moved forward and Oberyn was the first to notice him, the prince giving him a warm smile and bringing him into the conversation.

"Arthur, what say you? " Oberyn asked.

"I believe his grace has the right of it." he said looking at the king who nodded.

"I thought I asked you to rest?" the king asked with a playful smile on his face.

"Shouldn't you be doing that yourself, your grace?" he answered back to a chuckle from the king and those around him.

"I find I cannot, Arthur, as apparently neither can you. Perhaps a spar would calm us both enough to sleep?"

"Your grace we have a busy day on the morrow." Jaime said.

"Very well, we'll keep it to an hour, Uncle, Ser Bonifer?" the king asked, a sparkle in his eyes as he did so.

"You're lucky my girls are entertaining themselves elsewhere nephew, come, I'll even use a sword this time." Oberyn said smiling.

As they walked he told them about Ser Preston, Jaime snorting when he called him a Kingsguard as apparently the man had turned on Renly Baratheon who was being seen to by Grandmaester Gormon. The stag lord had been kept in one of the black cells and though he'd only been there a number of days, it was long enough to do some damage to him and a boy he kept asking about. Both of them suffering greatly from exposure and a lack of food and water.

He looked to see the king still wore Dark Sister, Blackfyre nowhere to be seen and he wondered if he'd ever wield that blade or stick to the thinner sword. A bastard sword wasn't hugely different to a long sword but the balance of going from Dark Sister to it would be all wrong. It may never be a sword he'd wield as well as the blade of Aemon and Visenya. No matter how skilled or talented you were sometimes the blade almost picked you, just as Dawn had with him.

"Jaime, shall we?" the king said once they reached an open space, his former brother smiling though he'd been reluctant only a little while earlier.

Jaehaerys sparred against each of them, Ser Bonifer's smile the largest of any when he crossed blades with the king. Oberyn's laughter and the king's own ringing out across the yard when they crossed blades. When he'd first met the boy he'd thought he had been the best of both his parents, a perfect mixture of Rhaegar's seriousness without his melancholy and Lyanna's joyful nature and spirit. Over the years at times he'd seen more elements of Rhaegar creep in and one or two he'd have hoped not to.

But where with Rhaegar it was the idea of what could be done and knowing that he could not which added to his melancholy, with Jaehaerys it was the fact that he could which Arthur had trouble with. He didn't understand the powers the king was able to call upon and they scared him, not that he feared what Jaehaerys would ever do with them, if ever a man was the right one to wield such power then it was his king. More it was that he wondered what it took out of him, what it did to him, and would there be some far off cost that none of them knew about.

Warging he'd read up on and what the books said and what Jaehaerys could do was like night and day. The Glass Candles were beyond him and something he couldn't even begin to understand, add in seeing dragons in the sky once more and it was almost too much for a man such as he to understand. For all the talk of magic, gods, destiny, and prophesied princes, Arthur was a simple man. What Jaehaerys could do was anything but and at times it overwhelmed him.

"Are you just going to sit there with that sour look on your face, Arthur or can Dawn be brought out to play?" Jaehaerys said smiling broadly.

"Now my king, do you really wish to antagonize me before we spar, remember your crown doesn't save you a beating?" he chuckled as he drew Dawn and moved forward.

"This is your fault, Jaime." the king said looking to Jaime Lannister who was sitting there laughing with Prince Oberyn, Bon, and Walder.

"What is your grace?" Jaime asked innocently.

"I never had a big mouth until I met you." Jaehaerys said to more laughs.

As the sound of Dawn and Dark Sister rang around the empty yard, Arthur found himself laughing along. The smile on Jaehaerys's face, the japes he could hear behind him, all of it making him as happy as he had been in many a year.

Later that night as he lay in the bed in the room that had once been his, he felt something he'd not in years, he felt content. He'd played is part in placing Rhaegar's son, Lyanna's son on the throne. A king who cared, a king with tools to ensure he stayed on the throne, and that his family was protected from any who'd seek to do them harm. Arthur would play his part too and though there would always questions as his king had asked for, Arthur knew one thing to be true. His king was the right king at the right time and Arthur's blade was his to the day he died.

King's Landing 298 AC.

Jaime.

It was daunting absolutely daunting, Hand to the King, the title was abstract and the duties seemed so simple, or at least they had. Now sitting in the Tower of the Hand and looking down at the pin on his chest a part of him just wished to run away, grab the nearest ship, and sail back to Casterly Rock to his wife and daughter. That his brother was sitting in front of him with a huge smirk on his face didn't make him feel any better.

"Are you going to bloody help me or not?" he asked showing his frustration clearly.

"I was thinking, not." Tyrion said as he sipped the juice that had come with their morning meal.

"Tyrion." he said his voice rising a little, his brother's laughter annoying him even more.

"Relax brother, of course, I'll help, but you have this Jaime, think, what do we need to do first."

He sat there looking at his brother, who he was glad to see had at least stopped laughing, Tyrion looking at him encouragingly now. The city was secured, Ser Richard and Oberyn were ready to take up their new roles and then he smiled, he was Hand but he wasn't alone, there were others and more soon to join them.

"A small council, we need to organize the small council, set each Master to their tasks and we have to inform the realm. Margaery and her family, Genna, Dacey, all of them, we need them here for the coronation, the wedding, the trials." he said.

"Indeed, of course, Jae won't be the only one getting married, have you ever been to Dorne brother?" Tyrion asked his brother's smile a different sort now.

"Can I stop your marriage, am I head of your house, or is Jae?" Jaime said and began to laugh at the look on Tyrion's face.

"Not funny brother."

"See, now you know how it feels, brother." he said to a laugh from Tyrion.

"Very well, I'll concede that I deserved that."

"Where's Gerion?" he asked and saw the dark look come over his brother's face.

"He hasn't been himself since the Trident, killing Edmure Tully I don't think has been as soothing as he thought it would be. Cregan and he have been exploring the city, I think it's best we wait until he feels ready to come to us, though should it go too long." Tyrion said leaving the rest unsaid.

"Maybe Jae should speak to him?"

"Give him a day or two, Jaime, " Tyrion said and he nodded.

"And you? What's your new family like?" he asked and though he didn't mean it to sound that way, even he noticed the bit of bite in his words.

"Jaime I.."

"I know, forgive me brother. Truly though what are they like?" he asked his voice much softer now.

"Shiera is, it's hard to explain but she's a little closed off, a little more reserved. Don't get me wrong she's made it clear she thinks me kin but I've seen her even with Jae, it's different than how she is with Dany, maybe it's the newness of it."

"And Dany?" he asked seeing Tyrion smile.

"I have a sister, I know, I know, but Cersei was never how she was with you when it came to me. Dany is, I feel protective Jaime, seeing people look at her I feel like stepping in and warning them." Tyrion said and Jaime nodded as he closed his eyes remembering that feeling all too well.

"And you like her?" he asked a moment later.

"She's friendly, funny, spirited, were she not my sister I think I'd like her anyway. That she is, aye I like her brother, very much so."

"Good." he said "Now, I have no idea what you're going to do with the rest of your day but me I've work to do."

He heard Tyrion's laughter as he left the room and Jaime began to write notes to be sent. A small council meeting, ravens to the realm, and positions to discuss with the king, he had a busy day's work ahead. After sending the notes to arrange the meeting he found himself walking through the keep. Four men of the hundred walked behind him along with his own guards, the king finally getting the Kingsguard to sleep and he knew they'd need to speak on a seventh member when Barristan arrived.

That Jae hadn't sat the throne was something he was happy about, Barristan deserved to be here when he first did so. Knowing his former brother he'd be upset he missed out on their sewer adventure but guarding the future queen was just as important. Jae had shown already what the potential loss of Margaery would do to him and what he'd do to any who dared try to harm her. He passed by the steps to the cells below, wondering if Ned Stark was still down there, the man for some reason had gone to speak to Jon Arryn more than once. Perhaps they were offering each other condolences for Robert's loss though to Jaime it wasn't one.

"Ser Richard." he called out seeing Ser Richard Lonmouth in the distance.

"Lord Hand." the man called back and Jaime grimaced. Was this it? Just like Jae his name would rarely be used anymore, no in public it was one thing, when he spoke in private they'd use his damn name, he swore to himself.

"Jaime, Richard." he said as he reached the man.

"I was just heading to the meeting, or to at least ready for it. I have some whispers I need to read." Richard said softly.

"Your network, Richard, can you get word quicker than the ravens?" he asked.

"Aye, where? If it's Highgarden I believe it won't be necessary, our king's way of communicating works faster than even mine." he said with a smile.

"I thought he took the Glass Candle from her?" he asked

"Ghost." Richard said and Jaime smirked.

"Aye, we all should be so lucky. I was thinking the Rock, my wife, can you get a message to her quicker than the Grandmaester?"

"Aye, you have it?" Richard asked and Jaime handed him the note.

"Thanks Richard."

"Anytime Lord Hand, two hours for the meeting?"

"Aye."

He continued walking with a spring in his step now, it would take almost a week for the raven to arrive. If Richard was true to his word then Dacey would have his message sooner and by Pinnacle ship she'd be here within the moon. To see her and Joanna again, gods it felt like years rather than the few moons it had been since he'd left the Rock. He'd need to have the Tower of the Hand fitted out to make it suitable for them. Seems it was time to spend some of that Lannister gold on something he wanted for once, he thought as he began to whistle happily.

Highgarden 298 AC.

Margaery.

It hadn't taken long for Highgarden to return to normal after the attack, the Dornish army that had surrendered had been marched back to Dorne. Her father organized his own forces to do so and left Garlan in charge of their protection. After an interrogation led by Ser Barristan, the full details of what had happened became clear. Margaery more annoyed and angry than worried, upon finding out she was the only true target. Ser Symon quickly telling Ser Barristan that they'd made up livery that would be close enough to their own and after the parley, he'd ridden behind Garlans's army and joined with men they'd hidden nearby.

Once they'd gained entry their disguises had been enough to cause confusion and allow them the run of the keep and were it not for Ghost and Fang and then Jae's arrival who knows what would have happened. Since then Ser Barristan had taken personal charge of the keeps defenses. The men now answered to him and him alone and he'd set up a system using passwords that the closer they got to her family, the fewer people knew.

"Never again should livery be enough my queen, if you do not personally know the man and he doesn't have the password, he will be taken and removed from your presence." Ser Barristan said firmly.

Margaery had to admit being guarded by the Bold and by her brother did make her feel safer, true each day she walked with Ghost she felt free from worry and harm also, but the added layer of security did put her even more at ease. There were also the benefits of having her favorite brother with her also and though he tried his best to remain the perfect focussed Kingsguard, she did so delight in making him lose his composure and for it to be Loras and not Ser Loras by her side.

"Really, this is how I'm to spend my day?" he said rolling his eyes.

"Really, now hold it up, you may be slighter smaller than Jae but you're the closest to him. No that won't do, I'll need to have this pulled in tighter, and this loosened." she said looking at the long coat.

"I look terrible in red and black." Loras said as he stood in front of the looking glass.

"Prefer white do you brother?" she japed getting a smirk in return.

"Or green and gold." he said looking at her dress.

"I'll be wearing red and black too often enough, is that not so Ser Barristan?" she asked the knight who was standing by the door with a smirk on his face.

"It is your grace, though your own house colors will be acceptable also."

They were standing there speaking when Ghost suddenly rose to his feet, Barristan and Loras standing stiffly their hands going to their swords only for the white wolf to come over and lick her hand. Looking down she saw his eyes and the happy lick the wolf gave her once more, told her whatever news he had to impart was good and not bad. She knelt down beside the wolf and looked into his eyes, the difference was remarkable, and yet to others, they'd see Ghost only.

"Is it done?" she asked hopefully seeing the wolf's head move to let her know it was "All of it? King's Landing is yours?"

She saw both Barristan and Loras move closer to look at Ghost as he leaned forward and licked her face, the wolf's tongue tickling her nose, and though she laughed she frowned too wondering if that was Ghost or Jae himself. The guilty look on the wolf's face all the answer she needed.

"Do you wish us to come?" she asked, her heart racing as she did so.

Ghost nodded and she heard the gasp from Ser Barristan and though she was excited and eager to share the news with her Grandmother, mother, Sansa, and her brothers, she knew she'd need more to convince the Bold who still looked doubtful.

"Are there ravens on the way?" she asked and the wolf moved his head, Margaery smiling "We'll make ready to leave now and they'll have arrived before we set off, I'll see you soon." she said happily as Ghost licked her face once again.

Standing up she saw Loras's smile and Barristan looking at her in disbelief. The doubt wasn't there in terms of what news Ghost had shared, it was more the idea of her being able to speak to a wolf it seemed that caused the knight issue.

"Jae showed me how it works with him Ser Barristan, taught me what to look for, and though it's taken some getting used to, I understand Ghost as much as I would you or Loras. King's Landing has fallen and the war is won and we must make ready to depart. As you heard ravens are on the way and they'll be here in a few days but once they arrive we leave and I'll not delay until then." she said.

"Of course your grace." Ser Barristan said.

"Loras, do please remove that outfit, it would be unseemly for you to speak to grandmother dressed so." she said trying to hide her smile.

"But...you..Marge." he said flustered.

"God's I forgot how easy you were to rile up." she said her laughter loud as her brother glared at her.

"You're lucky you're a queen." Loras said frustrated.

"Aye, I am."

She found Willas and Sansa before she reached her grandmother's room, the two of them hurrying off in other directions once he told them. Sansa to begin to make ready her things to move and Willas to make their preparations, knowing their grandmother would wish it done at breakneck speed. They'd need to send word to her father and he'd need to travel from where he was and either meet them on the way or in King's Landing itself. Reaching the door Left nodded to her and she walked into her grandmother's room.

"Grandmother I have such wonderful news." she said as she took a seat, her grandmother looking at her expectantly.

King's Landing 298 AC.

Dany.

The unsullied had pledged to join her and Grey Worm, Dany now wondering what she was to do with them, it was something she'd not put much thought into and now she found she needed to. She had coin, the wealth the magisters had given her would help a lot and there was also coin she and Sandor had gathered over the years. While she wasn't wealthy, she wasn't poor either, but in truth, she knew it wouldn't be enough.

What was her role she wondered as they ate dinner that night as a family. A family, her family, her nephew who was now a king, and her brother who was a prince and soon to be consort in Dorne. Her aunt who seemed oddly affected by being back in Westeros and who Dany would normally have turned to for advice, and she herself who was lost. Or at least seemed to be lost now that she had nothing to do. She'd come back to see her family safe and in the end, wasn't even sure she had been needed or that she would be from here on in.

"Dany, Dany?" she heard Jae calling.

"What, sorry, I was.."

"Miles away, I think that's the true curse of our family, we get lost in our heads far too much." Jae said a warm smile on his face.

"Indeed." Tyrion said smirking at Jae as he did so before rolling his eyes and making both she and Jae laugh.

"In my defense usually I'm not just in my own head." Jae said to more laughs, Dany having been amazed at the warging he did and what he was able to accomplish with it.

"Fair enough, nephew." Tyrion said.

"I was just saying that tomorrow we should go for a flight, all of us. I think the dragons would like it and there are some things that I wish to say to you all that is better said just between us." Jae said a bit too cryptically for her liking.

"You speak of the prophecy?" Shiera said.

"Aye, there's something I need to show you all regarding it."

They ate their meal and soon the topics turned to other things, to stories and tales of their lives to that point. Jae looking at her with pride as she told about sneaking into Illyrio's Manse with Sandor and stealing the eggs, of traveling to Qohor and then to Volantis, and meeting with Shiera, Missandei, and Grey Worm. Dany hearing of how they'd opened the mines at Castamere, of wind wheels, and finally the tale about his dragon and why she was different.

"Rhaenix is my sister, Dany, not just my child, she's my sister too. Had she lived Rhaenys would have hatched that egg though it was always supposed to be ours, hers, and mine together. Something happened, something strange and wonderful, whether it was the gods, magic, or my sister's own will I know not. But Rhaenix is Rhaenys, Rhaenys is Rhaenix and that's the best I can explain it."

"But how? You hear her?" she asked.

"I've seen her, walked with her, and held her hand. I've seen my father and mother, my brother and his mother, I've seen your mother Dany, Viserys too." he said and she looked at him as if he was mad, looking to Shiera to see that her aunt wasn't looking at him the same way.

"You can't, surely, Aunt?" she said confusedly.

"You're a greenseer?" Shiera said with a smile.

"More, I'm the first Greenseer with Dragon Dreams since Daenys I believe." Jae said.

She listened in wonder as he told her about what he'd learned and then eagerly when he said she could see the past too with the Glass Candles.

"I could see my mother?" she asked hopefully, her eyes watering as she did so.

"Aye, it requires a lot of blood to see the past, but I've done it. So aye, I can show it to you, we'll need to let the Grandmaester bleed us, this is starting to become a nuisance." Jae said holding up his hand, the large cut on his palm barely healed.

"How long have you been doing that? Gods haven't you people heard of leeches." Shiera said annoyedly, Jae looking abashed which made her giggle.

"I had assumed a crown left me immune to being talked down to, I'm glad it has not." Jae smirked.

As she left to go to her room that night, Jae stopped her and told her about their uncle, how he was coming soon to see them but if she felt comfortable could she and Tyrion perhaps fly to the wall and bring him back sooner. The ship would take some time and the dragons could do so far more quickly. The idea of more kin filled her with excitement and almost before he'd asked her to she was suggesting she'd do it herself.

She slept well that night and was woken early by Shiera, Jae eager for them to set off. The large procession that rode to the Dragonpit was full of guards, Kingsguard, unsullied, Sandor, and Strong Belwas and men of the hundred whose leader gasped when he saw her.

"Forgive me princess you look so very much like her." Ser Bonifer said.

"Who Ser?" she asked.

"Your mother, princess, The Queen Rhaella." the knight said reverently.

"You knew her Ser Bonifer?" she asked curiously.

"Very well, Princess, perhaps when you have time you'd let an old man tell you some tales of her?" he asked his voice soft and his eyes eager.

"I'd enjoy that very much, Ser."

Arriving at the Dragonpit they were soon joined by the dragons, Jae looking around with a frown on his face and she felt the same way as her nephew did, this was not a place for dragons to make their lair. Ellagon though seemed so pleased to see her and Dany couldn't help but shake her head as she looked to see the others all speaking to their dragons almost exactly like she was. All but Sandorix had a rider speaking to him and it pained her to see her son all alone, though he looked happy too.

Flying over the city with four dragons by her side was something she'd remember forever. The sheer joy she could feel from Ellagon beneath her and from Rhaegal and Sandorix to either side. She did look jealously again at the saddles her brother and nephew sat on and resolved to ask Jae if they could be made for her and Shiera also. When she saw Dragonstone come into view she felt Ellagon's excitement even more and the trills the dragons made as they flew over the cliffs were as loud as any roars. They landed on the beach and she spoke to the dragons and then to those who came to greet them. Dany smiling to see Aurane and then hugging Missy when she saw her.

"You are unharmed, Dany?" Missy asked.

"I am, you, you are well?" she asked and Missy nodded.

"I like it here." Missy said smiling as Dany looked to see Jae speak to Melisandre and to some men of the Company of the Rose, Dany looking on embarrassed as she realized she'd not given Jae the letter from Torrhen Snow.

She felt it even more acutely when her nephew made fun of her forgetfulness only to make her laugh when he said at least she didn't think Tyrion was her uncle. When he asked for a moment alone she looked at him nervously, wondering what he was going to say and unaware he was about to give her a purpose for being here.

Dragonstone/King's Landing 298 AC.

Jaehaerys Targaryen.

If he had thought winning the throne was the hardest thing he'd have needed to do, then the last few days would have proved him wrong. Their first order of business was to deal with the Wildfire, though the solution was one he'd been surprised at the simplicity of. Sand, they'd filled barrels of sand and emptied the wildfire inside, hundreds, thousands it would take to do rid the city of it all and they'd spend moons doing so. But once it was done then moving it would be far easier and safer than trying to carry a jar of the green liquid as it was.

Then there had been appointments and council meetings to be arranged, meetings with lords and though he'd put off most he knew they'd be needed to be attended to soon. He'd let Jaime have one to set things moving and he knew he needed and should be there but this was much more important. Family had to come first, as much as a king was beholden to the realm and as much as he cared for the people in that realm, he had so little family left and he needed them safe and protected.

Ser Bonifer had been more than happy to take that duty upon himself, the hundred had a new purpose and once he was crowned they'd swear their oaths to House Targaryen above all others. A royal guard of a hundred knights never more, never less, these men would be different than the Kingsguard but just as important and were only the first step in what he had planned. For the first time in its history the crown would have a standing army, its allegiance to them, and to their house, never again would his house rely on vassals alone.

Most of that though was for another day and today's work was, much more personal, firstly flying with Rhaenys and feeling his sister's joy at the others she flew with.

"They're different Jae, but they are us too." she said as they flew over Dragonstone.

"We will need them, sister, in the war to come and in the peace that follows, our family will need them to be safe." he said.

"We will be safe, little brother, you, me, them, we will be safe."

His nights had been filled with that thought more so than any other. Safety, protecting his family's future, his uncle, his aunts, his wife, and one day his and their children. A thousand eyes and one he had and if he'd not use them to keep his family, his people safe, then what was the point of being given such a gift. Oh, he'd never become Bloodraven or do any of the things that man had done. But surely threats needed to be handled and any who came with the wish to hurt his family would find themselves face to face with a dragon.

Stopping Dany on the beach he looked into his aunt's eyes. The things she had done, places she'd seen, the lengths she'd gone to just to stay alive would have broken a lesser person. Yet she was happy, fun, kind, and caring, Viserys may have shared their families so-called madness, Dany certainly did not.

"Jae?".

"You were born here, Dany, on the night the greatest storm in memory hit. Daenerys Stormborn Princess of House Targaryen, my heir should I fall. I can think of no better person to hold our family's true home than you." he said looking into her eyes.

"Jae?" she said her voice breaking.

"Daenerys Targaryen, I would name you Princess of Dragonstone." he said and he saw her nod before she hugged him.

"I, thank you…thank you Jae."

"It's your home Dany." he said softly in her ear.

He held her hands as they walked towards the cave, Tyrion and Shiera looking at him and then Dany, concern in their eyes when they saw her tears only for her to shake her head.

"Jae has named me Princess of Dragonstone, this will be my seat." she said happily.

Tyrion smiled and Shiera nodded in approval, Jae then asking them to follow him into the caves and lighting the flame of the torch as he did so.

"Is that Dragonsglass?" Tyrion asked picking up a piece of green glass as Dany picked up a piece that was red.

"It is and we need it or we will in the years to come." He said as he led them to the drawings.

"What is that?" Dany asked.

"The Night King and the White Walkers, Children of the Forest and Men. The Prince that was Promised will bring the dawn." Shiera said and Jae was happy she knew some of it.

"Kinvara has gone to speak to the Free Folk, one day we'll need to look North and beyond the wall and face the true enemy. The first and last enemy, the Great War is coming and we, all of us, will be needed to see it won." Jae said looking to the others.

"What?" Tyrion asked.

"When?" Dany added.

"I don't know. I know we have time and the men we've sent to the Wall will help, details I don't have Tyrion. A prophecy, some words, the belief of Red Priests and my father and mother, and one more thing is what I do."

He led them down the tunnel to the door, reaching in to his pocket to take out the jar and seeing Shiera's smirk when he picked out the leech. He smeared it against the wall, the sound of it being crushed far louder and more disgusting in the quiet of the caves. When the door opened he saw Tyrion and Dany step back, Shiera looking to him eagerly.

"I believe only our blood can cross the threshold, don't be alarmed if it seems I'm lost I've done this before." he said stepping into the room.

He was proved right a moment later as the others did the same, Shiera first followed by Dany with Tyrion stepping in last. Showing them the chests he watched as Dany moved to one and Shiera the others, different items being taken out, treasure, wealth, of that there was some but he could see his aunt look at certain things with great interest. Magic knows magic a voice in his head said loudly. He moved to the chest with the book and picked it up, the words of Daenys herself, the other half to a book he had back at Casterly Rock. In it he felt were answers to questions he hadn't even begun to ask.

"This belonged to Daenys, her words, Signs, and Portents." Jae said and Tyrion gasped almost brushing past Dany and Shiera to get to it.

"It can't, it was lost, people say they've found pages of it, but….." Tyrion stopped talking as he flicked through the pages "This is intact, the words, they make no sense. Wait except this."

"Jae looked at the page Tyrion held open and then the words that were there. The drawing though it was the drawing that took his attention. He reached under his tunic and found the pendant and as he looked at it and the drawing, as he then read the words he began to smile.

"The blood of the dragon." he said softly.

They gathered up some of the things, leaving most of the treasure behind. Shiera grabbing a small chest and filling it with trinkets and gems, while Dany picked up a set of elaborate daggers that Jae hadn't even noticed. They were Valyrian Steel and Dragonbone handled and his aunt gazed lovingly at them. Tyrion picked up some books written in Valyrian and Jae carried Daeny's journal, the door closing behind them as they walked from the room.

Flying back to King's Landing Jae felt eager to see if he was right, it would take some time, but if Dany left soon enough then he could be here in a couple of weeks. Closing his eyes he felt the dragon flying rider less ahead of them, it's own excitement was almost overwhelming. Soon he'd have a rider and Jae felt the dragon would be only too willing to help. Not him, nor even Dany, but Aemon and he heard Sandorix's happy trill from even far back behind him as the dragon felt and heard his rider's name for the first time.

A/N: Up Next We go once more around the world.

Daryl Dixon: So glad you liked it.

Biohazard: Really glad you liked it.

Ksveela: Yes he is, we'll see more of Bloodraven next chapter but he's against Jae completely, When Jae tried to warg into Illyrio it was the Waif wearing Illyrio's face he saw and he couldn't/can't warg a faceless man. This hopefully shows that and what the waif was doing a bit more clearly but Jae is soon to meet with Jaqen who'll we'll also see next chapter, so that'll show us more of what the faceless men are up to. We'll see some Cat next too.

Ace Venom: It set him on a path to change the future and corrupted him. He's not actually allied with the big bad so to speak in the sense that they don't have the same goal, it's more the enemy of my enemy. We'll see Faegon's end next week, I hope it's satisfying. Due to some requests I felt this was a better chapter do end this part section out and so we'll see the ATW Tuesday.

Remi: Yep it's done, fAegon won't get a public trial no, the falcon and some others will.

Puffgirl: As you command.

Jumpingmanatee: So glad you liked it, the cats felt more right than rats or something and since it was Balerion who Jae pretty much learned the tunnels from it just added to it, on the wildfire, when Dany hatched her eggs she used wildfire and only lost her hair, Jae's blood is more magical than hers so that's why it didn't affect him.

Celexys: Thanks so very much, really glad you liked it.

Dragon Tatoo: The giants will be better equipped, don't know if it'll be as far as plate armor but they will be equipped. On the unsullied, Dany's got about 70 with her now, so for now at least that'll be all, Jae kinda doesn't need them as he has all of Westeros basically behind him.

Zyrus: Renly is alive but in a bad way, glad you liked the cats, on the wildfire just like with Dany when she hatched her eggs it didn't affect him, he used the blood to put it out. Really glad you're liking Belwas/Sandor, they're an odd coupling friendship and I think with Sandor he kinda needs that.

The Sphynx: Thank you so much my poetry spewing friend, love it as always.

Spartan: Glad you liked the reunion, we got a bit more family time with them here, yeah intimidation and also showmanship are little things Jae's picked up along the way. It's nuts it's blood September and I'm wearing shorts, though the hot is better than the cold, so I wouldn't swap lol.

Vfsnake: We'll see the beginning of the trials next week.

Dunk: So glad you liked that, the tunnels are never really used other than escape in most fics, I don't get that you'd think they'd be perfect for infiltration. Like other than the show being a joke when it came to writing and planning in the last season, if you want to use it as more evidence that Bran is evil you can. Surely he could have told them about the tunnels, a way in and negated the need to use a dragon at all. On how Faegon lit the fire, he threw a bottle of wildfire which both left a trail and smashed over Jae, then using his dagger he chipped it off the ground to create a spark which lit the trail and Jae went up in flames. Giving Dany Grey Worm and the unsullied was a prelude to this, having them/him with her allowed the Unsullied in the city to stand down, and gave her a role here. Here we get a little more relaxed family time with them and we'll see more of them as a family over the next few chapters.

The waif is done for now, I moved the ATW to next week. We'll see Cat in that an some reactions. In the next few chapters we'll see the all those we've not seen for a bit head to KL, the trials, Faegon's fate, the coronation, wedding and a tourney.

Jessicanightmarewolf: I really like that part of her character, here it's only about 50 or so but she has about 70 unsullied with her now, will that inspire her to go for the rest we'll see. Exactly, no way fire beats him.

Flame: So happy you liked it.

Lady Octarina: I had a more emotional family reunion but the plot kinda got in the way, so here we see a more relaxed family, we'll see more of that as we go. Arthur is just that guy who to me would be a dry sense of humour and catch people off lol. That's it exactly with Jae he can't stand the idea of people he cares about being at risk and yet he also doesn't quite get that it's a two way street. Shiera sees a path Bloodraven tried to take being taken right so to speak, so Jae in one way reminds her of Bloodraven except the things Jae can do, Bloodraven couldn't leading to his path going how it did, hope that makes sense, we'll see it more clearly in Shiera's pov. I like the idea of the confusion with him, it started out as a simple error by me but I like the idea of him getting flustered by it lol. The wildfire as you see is being dealt with.

Naruto: So glad you liked the infiltration and the reunion. The whip seemed to be the key to them and having Grey Worm with her allowed for the time to get, it really is no fun being a warg unless you use it lol.

Xiresilver: Thanks so very much for saying that. God wouldn't that be great if there was away to make fics or books just work like movies/tv rather than have them dumbed down, cut, interpreted badly etc. Some sort of AI you could just enter the fic into and then go, show me lol ah wishful thinking.

Anja: So glad you liked it.

Tangielove: Really happy to hear that, it means a lot that your enjoying it and I hope you like what's coming next, we've still a fair ways to go.

Supremus: Thanks so much.

Xand007: Thank you my friend. Lol it's a good song and now I have an image of Jae' dancing, not sure if you ever saw Be Cool the sequel to Get Shorty, Travolta, The rock and Vince Vaughn, the end credits include a Vince Vaughn dancing while on fire scene so while Hollywood Swingers plays now that's what you've put in my head lol. I have big plans for LF. We may see the Waif again but we'll certain see Jaqen and he and Jae will have an interesting conversation. Stay safe and well my friend.

Silverglow: It was meant to be all encompassing rather than a specific thing which is why it ends as more than, rather than more than mortals etc. I tried it with a word or combo of words and it just didn't cover enough so it's supposed to cover a range. They're meant to be seen as more than mortals, lords, ladies, princes, princess, kings and queens etc etc. but I'd have had to write almost another sentence to cover what the more than meant so its all encompassing.

Glad you liked the reunion, it was a bit more fraught because of the circumstances but we got some more relaxed time here. He does but it's one his flaws, it's like anyone who's suffered loss they have a sense of wanting to protect everyone, he's come along and learned and tempered it somewhat but it's also ingrained in him, now could I be setting it up when he actually has to face a loss, perhaps, but it's part of his character. On the Balerion bit, when I was thinking of Shiera speaking to most people I thought her points of reference would be so different to others, like Dany doesn't know the last 14 years of Westeros, Shiera the last 100 and so it's fun to mess with that. The Faceless men can't be warged, neither can the Red Priests and some others. I also wanted to play on the Balerion using the cats too.

That he's so silent and deadly, it's like, the wolf will kill them before we even get close plus I wanted to play on the Greatjon/Smalljon ghost thing. On the Water Dancing for the Sand Snakes, Oberyn spent a lot of time in Essos and all his girls pretty much learn to fight from early on, so I figured it'd be a nice little nod to that, Jae was in the Cat so they were always getting warned (ok that jae line sounds wrong lol).Magic knows magic and the more of it in the world the more it can be used, in the books the warlocks suggest Dany's dragons have amplified their power which is why they want them and her so badly so for Thoros it's both that and his god given him favor. The Accidental ignition was simply that, the flame going out was R'hllor intervening directly.

It did, once you have the whip they'll stand down and because of having Grey Worm with her and what she's done with them she bought time. We will see Faegon suffer yes, on the Mosiac that was it exactly, also knowing that there was one you may not think there was another hence the confusion, Ned for all the wars he fought in isn't as experienced a warrior as Oberyn/Arthur and so he didn't think to adjust, Jae had been warged in cats so his eyes were pretty much attuned to the light. You're more than welcome.

Anarchicmind: So glad you liked it, we see a much more relaxed version of them here and glad you liked the action. It's funny trying to show one group that no they're just very well trained while there are those in the group who know and are almost trying not to chuckle at the others is fun. Had Ghost been with them I'd have brought all the wolves in, had Ghost, Lya, Dusk and Grey Wind in the tunnels, without him I felt it wrong to use the others.

Yay for Jae: Got these on A03, this week. Thanks as always for the thought you put into them.

MusicGal: Faegon was a Blackfyre, Illyrio's wife Serra some people theorise is the last of the female line of Blackfyres (some also speculate that Varys was one too and her brother, which I went with here) anyway, Serra to a lot of people is really named Viserra Blackfyre and here is fAegon's mother. I'm so glad you've enjoyed this to now and hope you continue to do so.

Mrspotter: Glad I cold surprise you and that you liked the chapter.

Scarilla: So happy you liked it, I tried to make it seem urgent and hectic.

Flick: So happy you liked it.

Vdwade: Faceless Men indeed shouldn't be, we'll see Jaqen next and he and Jae will meet in a while and it'll explain more of what they're motives are, as for Cats, Cats are cool when they're not Tully's lol.

Irish Hermit: Exactly, only this time he was actually in the room seeing it and it really brought it home for him. This will be something that will hit home, thankfully his wife and children are coming and he'll have someone to help him over it.

Dany will have a big say in his death yes. As you see he intends to neutralise it, it's more a danger than a help and he has five dragons and riders, he really doesn't need Wildfire and the risk it poses.

I like characters that can being a little levity to proceedings, the Umbers are absolute beasts but they bring a nice little touch of humor, you're so right too, had Ghost actually been there then he'd probably have scared the crap out of both of them lol. He and Oberyn will speak of it yes, but where the Sandor who left Westeros and hadn't met Dany would be really pissed, this one will be more understanding, just curios about the how of it.

VWChick: Illyrio wasn't a FM, it was the Waif wearing Illyro's face that Jae tried to warg in and was unable to, Shiera has a bit pov coming up in a chapter or two. Really glad you enjoyed this.