The hustle and bustle of the King and Queen arriving somewhat died out, having most going to prepare for the feast that was to happen later tonight. Sam walked over to Bran wondering what they were going to do.

"Should we tell him?" He asked the three eyed raven.

Bran looked up to the balcony at the top of Stark tower where Jon and the Targaryen queen stood, "We will, eventually. The time will come for Jon Snow- and soon." Sam nodded at Bran's words and left at the finality of his words.

Dany's POV

After Jon had offered to show her the Stark tower and secretly kissed her at the top, he offered to show her to her rooms. They were walking down the hallway when they came to a set of doors.

"This room is for the Lord and Lady of Winterfell, but I want you to use them." Jon opened the door for her before she could protest.

"No Jon, your King here. These should be your rooms."

"They were my father's rooms, I wouldn't feel comfortable taking them anyway. I'll take Robb's old rooms." Jon leaned in to kiss her, when he put his hands on her stomach in amazement. The protesting words stopped on her tongue after he made the move, he leaned away with a smirk and left her to get comfortable.

She went to sit on the edge of the bed thinking about how Jon had introduced her to all of his people, the respect and love they had for him. How everything she had seen so far had been an almost replica of her dream. Dany had been thinking of little else since she told Jon.

Would her child be stillborn?

Would the child come out a monster? Half man, half reptilian?

How could this be possible and how could she not be scared for the life of the child within her?

She was almost on the brink of tears, yet again. She had been weepy as of late- and it bothered her to show this sign of weakness. Dany almost screamed at herself when she heard a knock on the door.

The Lady Sansa came in to tell her the feast would be starting in about an hour, "If it pleases you, your Grace- I would be honored to escort you to the banquet hall for the feast later tonight."

Dany smiled at Jon's sister, "I would love that, and please call me Dany. Such formalities are not necessary among friends."

She laughed with Dany, "Alright, then I insist you call me Sansa."

"Well then you must stay here and get ready with Missandei and I for tonight's festivities." Dany thought Sansa was a nice girl who would fit in with the bold people of her court, and it would never hurt to be friends with any of Jon's siblings.

Sansa quickly agreed and was about to leave Dany's rooms before she added with a smirk, "I'll be sure to let my brother know you already have an escort for the evening before I return as well."

Dany blushed a deep crimson at having Jon's sister already know something was going on- she thought they were being subtle. Sansa left the Queen's rooms with a laugh before heading off to her own.

Missandei and Sansa soon joined Dany in her rooms, they talked of Dany's many acheivments, Sansa told stories of Winterfell as a child- laughed at stories of Jon as a young man. After getting ready they left for the hall, Grey Worm cam to escort Missandei- they shared a smirk with the dark haired girl, before they continued on.

Sansa and Dany entered the hall arm in arm, looking as everyone stood up to greet them, she wasn't sure if they stood out of respect for her- or as a greeting to the Lady of Winterfell. Maybe a bit of both, she would never truly know. They walked forward to the table that Jon was standing at- smiling at both his sister and his Queen, Sansa sat on Jon's right with Dany to his left.

The table was full of his family and the family she had formed over the years. To Jon's right was Sansa, Arya, Bran, and Ser Davos- on her left sat Tyrion, Jorah, and Missandei and Greyworm. The whole group was quite a sight, some might think they looked a bunch of misfits- but to her this felt right.

Finally they all sat down and the rest of the hall followed shortly after, it grew loud again and all that could be heard was laughter, all that could be seen was joy, and in that moment all Dany felt was happiness.

This would be her dilemma, her burden to bear- she could have this happiness with Jon up here in the North. But she wasn't ready to give up her dream, give up everything she had worked for- no matter how much she felt for Jon. This wasn't her destiny.

As she thought about the hard decisions to come, she felt Jon's eyes on her- so she turned to look at him. "I was disappointed to hear that you already had an escort, I was planning to come ask you when Sansa told me you were taken,"

"Well maybe next time you'll find me faster, so you wont lose me to your very own sister..." She joked with him before he leaned in to whisper in her ear.

"You look beautiful, Daenerys." He pulled back to look in her eyes.

She paused a moment as if to think about what he said, "I know... Your sister did my hair."

Jon looked over his shoulder at Sansa who was laughing at something Davos had said, before returning his eyes to his people.

Dany was about to continue wolfing down the glorious food they had prepared for tonight- when she felt Jon's hand slip under the table and reach for her own. She felt like a child again trying to hide her perfect little secret, innocent yet beautiful.

Can you tell I'm trying to make my chapters longer! LOL Also comment an comments or suggestions! PLZ

PS Who should I try working on for the next POV