Dragons and Thrones: An Unusual Union

First chapter of my crossover story, enjoy. A few notes for you all, first, dates and the ages of some of the GOT characters:

On GOT calendar: Set in 298-300 AL, epilogue set in 301 AL
On Dragon Age calendar: Set in 9:40 Dragon-9:42 Dragon, epilogue set in 9:43 Dragon

This story is set in 298 AL or 9:40 Dragon, now ages for the ones that appear in this story, other ages will be mentioned:

Robb: 19
Sansa: 16
Arya: 14
Bran: 13
Rickon: 8
Joffrey: 18
Myrcella: 16
Tommen: 13
Gendry: 19
Meera: 18
Jojen: 15

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Now onto the story.

Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin, Dragon Age belongs to Bioware.

Ned

Eddard Stark, Lord of Winterfell, Warden of the North and Hand of King, sighed as he sat at the desk in the Hand of the King's office in King's Landing, the capital of Westeros. So much had changed in such a short space of time. All it had taken was a visit from his good friend, King Robert Baratheon and his life was turned upside down.

He was now away from home, in the capital, attending to his duties for Robert, who had chosen him for his new position. While in the capital, Eddard had decided, after the arrival of a mysterious letter from his wife's sister, the wife of the former Hand of the King, Eddard's mentor Jon Arryn, to investigate Jon's death.

Apparently there were suspicious circumstances surrounding it; he had been sceptical at first but now, now he was almost certain Jon's death involved foul play. He had been retracting Jon Arryn's last steps.

'It all seemed so inconsequential, step by step, small things here and there.' He considered. 'But now, now, it's beginning to make sense, the more I look at it, the more I see. Alone all the things I've found, that Jon found, mean nothing, but together…'

He shook his head; he was sure he was still missing something. He had considered how, in his last days, Jon Arryn seemed to spend an increasing amount of time with Robert's brother Stannis. They had made many strange excursions into the city; naturally he had followed these leads, while also sending a raven to Stannis.

He looked out the window, observing the view of the city it gave him. Somewhat conveniently obscuring any view of the poor part of the city, Flea Bottom.

He continued to ponder as he did so. 'Stannis has not replied to any of the ravens I sent him. Yet all the same, I see now that he and Jon had taken an interest in Robert's bastard children for some reason. That boy I spoke to, Gendry, the girl Barra…Then there were others too, so many, including that girl in the Vale Mya and his son in the Stormlands, Edric.' He paused and shook his head. 'But why, why this interest in them. What is it that…?'

When he thought that, it finally fell into place for him. He had not come to King's Landing alone, along with his retinue his daughters, Sansa and Arya had accompanied him, along with their Septa. He was worried for their safety, especially Sansa.

While Arya was a wild child, acted out against what was expected of noble ladies, wanting to learn swordplay and archery and such, Ned knew she could handle herself. He had after all, indulged her wish for swordplay, hiring a Braavosi Water Dancer, Syrio Forel to teach her. Sansa on the other hand was the perfect lady, but as such, was far too gentle and he feared harm befalling her.

That was why he had spoken to them earlier and determined to send them back home to Winterfell. Arya hadn't minded, she had hated her time at the capital, excluding all her lesson with Syrio, lessons which would continue as Syrio had agreed to come back with them until Arya's training was complete. Sansa on the other hand had been devastated, enraptured by the trappings of the capital and its delights, oblivious to its dangers and unpleasantness.

Ned shook his head.

'Yet it was within her plea to stay, that she dropped the largest hint of all, what I needed. I can't believe I didn't properly make the connection until now.' He realized.

Sansa had been betrothed to Robert's son and heir, Joffrey Baratheon, but when during an argument with Arya, a sadly common occurrence, she had mentioned Joffrey was nothing like his father, that had stuck in Eddard's mind. Now he realized why. He quickly opened the book in front of him, a book which listed all the noble houses of Westeros and the people within, genealogy records stretching back years.

He carefully read the pages dedicated to the Baratheons, including the marriages between the family and the Lannister family, which was the family of the current Queen Cersei Lannister. Finally, when he reached the end, reading about Robert and Cersei's children, it struck him, especially when he considered Robert's bastard children, especially the one known as Gendry, who described his mother as being blonde, much like Queen Cersei was.

It hit him with the same impact as a heavy lance against a shield. 'All of the Baratheon children, even Robert's bastards, inherited the physical traits of their Baratheon parent, black hair, blue eyes…Even other unions between Baratheon and Lannister…But Joffrey, his siblings, Myrcella and Tommen…blonde hair, green eyes…surely not…'

The thought was horrifying; but how could it have happened. He wondered if this was what Jon Arryn died for. He knew however there was only one way to get answers, however risky it might be.

Ned sighed as he waited in the Red Keep's gardens. He had sent the message privately and was now waiting for the one person who could answer his questions. He wondered however, if they would be willing to. Sure enough, Queen Cersei herself arrived; observing him with a rather cold gaze.

"Lord Stark, just what is the meaning of this?" She asked darkly.

He briefly noted that she was thankfully alone, as he had asked. "I know the truth, about your children."

Cersei raised an eyebrow and he began explaining what he had discovered to her.

She smiled tightly as she replied. "Well, you have been busy, haven't you?"

"As have you it seems, and Jaime; imitating the Targaryens." He remarked sharply.

"What of it?" She asked, shaking her head.

Eddard glared as he then spoke. "Joffrey is not a true born heir, this is what Jon Arryn found…"

She nodded calmly. "Indeed."

"Why would you this to your family, and to Robert, and to do it with your own brother, it…?" He began.

Cersei however glared and suddenly snarled. "Why wouldn't I, after everything he's done to me?"

With that she launched into a rather shocking tirade about her issues with Robert, starting right from her wedding night. It shocked Eddard to hear this, certainly he had expected denial, but not this. To hear her attempt to justify her actions was strange, her reasoning was even stranger. He could also not deny that he was angered by her blaming his family, specifically Lyanna for her actions.

All the same he remained calm.

"He did love my sister deeply." He remarked at last, when Cersei had calmed down. "Too much I believe…"

Cersei shook her head. "Is that what you call it, what a convenient excuse? So that is enough for him to disrespect me and have those…baseborn children. Yet I am the one who is in the wrong?"

Ned sighed. "I am not saying what Robert did was right, but you most certainly are in the wrong with your actions…"

"So it is fine for the man, but not the woman…" Cersei began, her voice taking on a dangerous tone.

Ned shook his head. "That is not the…!"

He never finished his statement however, for at that moment a blinding flash of green light, followed by an explosion and earthquake erupted, knocking them off their feet. Eddard was distinctly sure he heard a woman screams, as well as a cry of rage before he was knocked unconscious.

When he finally awoke he found he was still in the same place, Cersei was also still present and just recovering too. He didn't know how long they had been unconscious for, but clearly whatever had happened had affected more than just them. As they stood they could hear the screams and sounds of carnage and panic all around.

Cersei grit her teeth and then spoke. "We should discuss these matters later, we need to see what has happened."

"So be it." He agreed.

He knew she was right, they had to discover what had caused that explosion and also to restore order. Ned had a nagging feeling however that this was the prelude to something far more dangerous, and darker, than anything he had faced before.

End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.