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Daenerys had been having a harder time keeping Viserys from lashing out at her his temper and mood swings becoming harder to control and felt it would only be a matter of time before he crossed the line and one of the Dothraki people truly did something terrible to him. Sighing she closed her eyes trying to take a small nap in the warm weather the sunlight streaming through the tent as she left the reality of the world where she went into her dreams finding solace there.

She walked through the woods hearing the sounds of murmuring almost as if the trees were talking making her quicken her pace until she stepped forth and saw that she had made it to a large field. In the middle of the field though what caught her eye was a woman standing there with long flowing white blonde hair humming to herself as the wind blew her hair and Daenerys looked at the woman in disbelief "M-mother?"

Turning around the woman gave her a sad smile as she shook her head and extended one of her hands "I wish it was so but I am not my young sister and kin…The dragon's blood runs strongly in both of us but I was unable to follow when you and brother were taken away from me."

"…Naerys" Daenerys said choking down the tears that wanted to spring forth as she acting as the child she had once been ran forward and threw her arms around her older sister making noises of glee as she felt her sister return the embrace "I thought you had been killed that day, or that's what Viserys told me anyway."

"No my sister I am very much alive" Naerys said chuckling as she placed a soft kiss on Daenerys' forehead being around three inches taller than her sister and gently grasped one of her hands "I have been in Westeros all this time and I fear I am now in real trouble, they've placed me in the lion's den."

"Oh no" Daenerys said understanding her sister's reference "Are you alright?"

"I am safe for the moment it would seem" Naerys said nodding as Daenerys looked at her sister with determination "I will find you someday my sister and we will be reunited alright, I can't believe Viserys lied to me all this time that you were dead."

"Probably because he never heard any word of me after the two of you were smuggled into Essos" Naerys said trying to make sense of it all sighing sadly when she realized whatever connection she had with her sister was now fading and she had to return back to her reality of King's Landing "I'm sorry my sister but my time here is up and I must return to reality again."

"I am glad you are still alive my sister" Daenerys said looking at Naerys with a small smile "Until we see each other again stay safe for me please, we dragon's must stay together!"

As Naerys waved goodbye her form fading Daenerys gasped as she looked to the sky and saw four shadows three of them looking like the dragons she had seen in dreams all her life. The forth one though was different and with four legs, wings large and open, and a crest of skin on top of the head Daenerys realized this Dragon was of an ancient breed. (Have you ever noticed how some of the pics of Ice and Fire shows them with four legs? I think two species of dragons would make sense)

Waking up Daenerys ran towards her brother's tent in a fury opening his flap not caring if there was a whore lying next to him or whatever the Dothraki equivalent was surprised to see with his reputation around the camp that he was even allowed visitors as she angrily shouted "Viserys!

" Viserys not expecting his sister nearly fell off the bed as he turned towards her sleepily a scowl on his face as he drew the covers up "What is the meaning of this?!"

"How could you not tell me brother" Daenerys said shaking with anger as Viserys gave her a confused look "How could you not tell me that our sister was still alive?!"

"…Naerys lives" Viserys said his face brightening as he stood up in an excited mood stepping across the room towards Daenerys not caring if he was nude while his sister tried her best not to look "How was she? Has she aged well? Is she healthy?"

"You didn't know she was alive then…" Daenerys said blinking in confusion as Viserys crossed his arms nodding "I knew she hadn't made it out of Dragonstone with the two of us so I sort of always assumed she had been killed like the rest of our family…but if she is alive do you know what this means?"

Daenerys looked at her brother in confusion as he happily exclaimed "That means I can marry the both of you when we take back the seven Kingdoms! I can have two sister wives, oh I'll be just like Aegon was with Rhaenys and Visenya."

Daenerys felt herself deflate at her brother's proclamation because no matter how much he may have wanted to have them take back the seven Kingdoms or be King like she knew it was their destiny to be she wouldn't marry him, she was now loyal to Drogo. "Brother" Daenerys said watching as he looked at her gleefully "Why do you think sister will marry you?"

"We are Targaryen's and descendants of the great Dragonlords of Valyria" Viserys stated firmly watching as Daenerys looked at him almost irritated "Therefore as tradition has been for us we are to wed each other."

"…I'll return later brother" Daenerys said slightly put off at his reaction knowing somewhere in her heart she had already begun to lose faith in her brother and instead wanted to focus on being a Khaleesi.

"Don't worry sister I'll do what I can to aid our lost sibling" Viserys grumbled to himself as he slipped a pouch into a chest locking it wondering what he'd have to do to get it shipped to Westeros a smirk appearing on his face as he thought of schemes that would get him back the throne "I hope she enjoys her gift and is reminded who her true family really is."

King's Landing

Sighing to herself Naerys knelt at the Godswood praying softly for those she considered dear to her when she turned heard noises of someone talking and stood up her privacy gone as she wondered who it was her eyes widening when she saw it was Sansa along with Joffrey.

"Oh hello Prince Joffrey, Lady Sansa" Naerys said bowing to them as Joffrey looked at her with an almost cynical look before his face softened a bit and he smirked at her "Lady Naerys…Any word from my uncle yet?"

"No I would assume he is leaving the Wall soon though" Naerys said a little pleased that since the incident on the way to King's Landing with Joffrey's hand the prince hadn't been as vicious to her as she had seen him be with others but figured it was only a matter of time before he turned his attention fully to her or Sansa with the means to make them suffer and knew when that day came she hoped she would be prepared "I can't imagine there's all that much to see at the wall after all."

"Can't say he's all that missed" Joffrey said his statement so unabashed it nearly made Naerys' jaw drop in shock at the rudeness of it "He's not all that welcome here anyways and is probably better off spending more time at the wall with the filthy undesirables living up there, they've probably got a lot in common."

"My prince" Sansa said interrupting knowing the conversation was frustrating Naerys who cared about her betrothed and had been clenching her fists Sansa deciding it was probably better for her to change the conversation and sighed sounding like a little girl almost dreamily as she clung to his arm "You told me you were going to take me on a tour around the castle, we haven't seen everything yet."

"Right you are my lady" Joffrey said appearing to enjoy dragging Sansa everywhere and looked at Naerys with a small smirk "We must be off then farewell Lady Naerys."

"Yes farewell" Naerys said and caught Sansa's gaze the girl throwing her a small smile as Naerys nodded knowing Sansa had tried to assist her and waited for them to be out of sight before she too left deciding that she needed to pay Arya a visit.

She recalled how the King had been very skeptical when Cersei had told him about how Naerys had cared for Joffrey's wound and so in his own way of testing her he had Naerys called before the throne room a couple days after they had arrived in King's Landing wanting to make her crack.

Naerys before the eyes of everyone felt like gulping and leaving her fight or flight instinct kicking in as Robert presented the case to others looking at Naerys in a skeptical way as he had asked her why she would dare to save his son Naerys trying her hardest to stay calm as she explained "I have always cared for the Stark children and would never want to see anyone in pain so I felt the need to assist him, he will one day be my nephew as well my King one day so I felt it was a good idea to make sure the wound at least didn't get infected."

"Grand Meister Pycelle" King Robert spoke the older man looking over at him with a look of confusion as Naerys realized he wanted to see if the physician would throw her to the dogs "How is my son's hand?"

"In good condition my lord has healed almost fully now" Pycelle said and glanced over at Naerys with a look that she could not determine as he spoke again "However the salve that Lady Naerys used wasn't the one I would've used as it does help the healing yes but it doesn't help speed up the process as much as some of that root I use does…Lady Naerys have you been trained in some of the medicinal remedies?"

"Yes Grand Meister" Naerys said feeling herself inwardly scowl as she knew what he was doing, he wanted everyone to know he was better than her and was using her as a means to brag "Lord Stark began teaching me what herbs and roots to use ever since I was but five years."

"Well he did teach you well but he didn't teach you everything" Grand Meister said staring at her his smirk clear within his eyes as his face remained calm "Come to me and I shall show you the proper techniques when I have the time."

"So Grand Meister is my son alright" King Robert said not at all thrilled at Pycelle's rant "Did she do anything that could hurt him?"

"The prince will be fine" Pycelle said nodding his head "She may have not used the methods I would have but the prince is fine all the same he will live."

The King frustrated had then sent her away as Naerys realized the only reason she had been saved at all was because she was Tyrion's betrothed and Pycelle was very obedient of Tywin, Pycelle knew how determined Tywin was to have Naerys married off to his on for whatever reason to Pycelle had saved her only because having her killed would be proving disloyal to the Lannister's.

Tyrion walked towards the table watching as Aemon and Commander Mormont sat talking when the blind old man spoke "How many winters have you seen, Lord Tyrion?"

"Eight, no, nine" Tyrion said wondering where the conversation is going as Aemon sighed "All of them brief?"

"They say the winter of my birth was three years long, Maester Aemon" Tyrion said watching the old man curiously as Aemon spoke "This summer has lasted nine, but already reports from the Citadel tell us the days grow shorter. The Starks are always right eventually…winter is coming. This one will be long, and dark things will come with it."

"We've been capturing wildlings, more every month. They're fleeing south; the ones who flee say they've seen the White Walkers" Commander Mormont said fully agreeing with Aemon as Tyrion practically scoffed "Yes and the fishermen of Lannisport say they see mermaids."

"One of our own rangers swore he saw them kill his companions. He swore it...right up to the moment Ned Stark chopped his head off" Commander Mormont practically shouted not taking Tyrion's dismissal of the potential threat of White Walkers very well as Aemon tried to break the tension "The Night's Watch is the only thing standing between the realm and what lies beyond, and it has become an army of undisciplined boys and tired old men. There are less than a thousand of us now; we can't man the other castles on the Wall. We can't properly patrol the wilderness. We've barely enough resources to keep our own lads armed and fed."

"Your sister sits by the side of the King. Tell her we need help" Commander Mormont said to Tyrion hoping what they said might get the dwarf to give them a hand while Aemon spoke ominously "And when winter does come...gods help us all if we're not ready!"

"When winter comes I'll be back in King's Landing" Tyrion said knowing the men meant well but felt if anyone could get through to Cersei it certainly wouldn't be him "Besides I'll be going back soon…I've got a wedding to attend to."

"Oh is that so" Aemon said sensing Tyrion's hesitancy at the prospect "Which girl are you going to be marrying Lord Tyrion."

"One that I thought by now my father would have dismissed and had her married off to someone who would truly hurt her for the amount of hatred that still lingers around for her family" Tyrion said truthfully biting his lip as he went to step out "My bride to be is a Dragon…"

Aemon went quiet for a moment thinking he heard wrong before standing up as he blinked thoughtfully a small smile breaking forth as he realized what Tyrion's words meant a soft sigh leaving him as he knew somewhere out there was another member of his family.( I always thought Aemon would feel better if he knew there was another Targaryen out there in Westeros at least)

Jon chuckled watching as Tyrion fulfilled his promise from earlier and pissed off the Wall the dwarf seeming truly satisfied as Jon shook his head ":...I'm sorry to see you leave, Lannister."

"...It's either me, or this cold... and it doesn't appear to be going anywhere" Tyrion said surprised that Jon had enjoyed his company as Jon looked at him almost pleadingly "Will you stop at Winterfell, on your way south?"

"I expect I will. The Gods know there aren't many feather beds, between here and King's Landing" Tyrion said knowing he probably would have to stop in Winterfell again just to see how things were before he'd head home "If you see my brother, Bran... tell him I miss him. Tell him I'd visit, if I could. Also if you could take care of Naerys for me, she's important to me as well she grew up with us."

"Of course" Tyrion said genuinely knowing he'd try his hardest to make Naerys happy despite their whole arrangement not being what he preferred and felt a little sad to go as Jon gave him a sad smile "He will never walk again."

"...If you're going to be a cripple, it's better to be a rich cripple" Tyrion finally decided to go with before extending his hand giving Jon a small smile "Take care, Snow."

"Farewell my Lord" Jon said as the two shook hands and Tyrion sighed knowing it'd be some time again before he'd be in enjoyable company practically everyone disliking him except for a few select people and he had just said goodbye to one of them.

The small council held a meeting that they felt was of most importance having to deal with the fact that now Daenerys was pregnant the King angry about it knowing while Naerys despite all his hatred towards her was not a threat while inside King's Landing whereas her sister could impose more of a problem if she wasn't dealt with "The whore is pregnant!"

"You're speaking of murdering a child" Eddard cautioned worry written on his face as the King turned towards him ready to throw everything in his face " I warned you this would happen. Back in the North, I warned you, but you didn't care to hear. Well, hear it now! I want 'em dead. Mother and child both. And that fool Viserys as well, is that plain enough for you? I want them both dead! The only reason Naerys is still alive is because she is marrying the imp and won't be able to do anything once that's done, she is nothing compared to her siblings who could put an end to us."

"You will dishonor yourself forever if you do this" Eddard said trying to steer away the King's anger as Robert just got even more angry " Honor?! I've got Seven Kingdoms to rule! One King, Seven Kingdoms! Do you think honor keeps them in line?! Do you think it's honor that's keeping the peace?! It's fear! Fear and blood!"

"Then we're no better than the Mad King" Eddard practically yelled appalled by the thought of killing Naerys sister knowing the child was barely older than his own son Robb as the King growled in warning "Careful, Ned! Careful now!

" "You want to assassinate a girl? Because the Spider heard a rumor" Eddard asked looking over as Varys gave him a look obviously dismayed Eddard didn't believe him "No rumor, My Lord. The princess is with child."

"Based on whose information" Eddard asked in disbelief they wanted to go thru with this as Varys told him "Ser Jorah Mormont. He is serving as adviser to the Targaryen's."

"Mormont? You bring us the whispers of a traitor half a world away and call it fact" Eddard practically scoffed surprised by what he was hearing Petyr Baelish tried to step in though in Mormont's defense "Jorah Mormont's a slaver, not a traitor. Small difference, I know, to an honorable man."

"He broke the law. Betrayed his family, fled our land. We commit murder on the word of this man" Eddard said not liking the idea more and more as Robert yelled again the King getting agitated " And if he's right?! If she has a son?! A Targaryen at the head of a Dothraki army! What then?!"

"The Narrow Sea still lies between us. I'll fear the Dothraki the day they teach their horses to run on water" Eddard said choosing not to interfere knowing he would never wish to harm Naerys or her family despite what anyone said as he secretly had always felt close to the child, the King though was displeased

" Do nothing?! That's your wise advice?! Do nothing till our enemies are on our shores?! You're my Council, counsel! Speak sense to this "honorable" fool!"

" I understand your misgivings, my lord. Truly, I do. It is a terrible thing we must consider, a vile thing. Yet we who presume to rule must sometimes do vile things for the good of the realm. Should the gods grant Daenerys a son, the realm will bleed" Varys said shaking his head as Petyr Baelish looked to be in thought "I bear this girl no ill will, but should the Dothraki invade, how many innocents will die? How many towns will burn? Is it not wiser, kinder, even that she should die now, so that tens of thousands might live?"

" We should have had them both killed years ago" Renly said agreeing with his brother of course while Petyr tried to advise " When you find yourselves in bed with an ugly woman, best close your eyes and get it over with. Cut her throat and be done with it!"

Eddard having enough walked up to Robert not believing his ears "I followed you into war. Twice. Without doubts, without second thoughts. But I will not follow you now. The Robert I grew up with didn't tremble at the shadow of an unborn child."

"She dies" The King insisted as Eddard shook his head truly disheartened by the way his friend had turned out "I will have no part in it."

" You're the King's Hand, Lord Stark. You'll do as I command, or I'll find me a Hand who will" Robert shouted angrily as Eddard took off his badge shaking his head sadly "And good luck to him. I thought you were a better man."

The King thoroughly pissed screamed out as Eddard left the room his temper flaring as Eddard sighed with the knowledge his real friend was gone "Out! Out, damn you! I'm done with you! Go run back to Winterfell! I'll have your head on a spike! I'll put it there myself, you fool! You think you're too good for this, too proud and honorable?! This is a war!"

A knock on her door startled her as Naerys was finishing combing her hair and softly called that they could come in surprised when she saw it was Eddard entering her room as smile breaking forth as she stepped over and embraced him "Hello my Lord…" "Ah my little dragon it is good to see you"

Eddard said hugging her gently and gestured for her to take a seat in one of the chair against the dining table after he had pulled away "Naerys I didn't come to tell you any news about Winterfell or anything, I came to tell you I'm leaving King's Landing and going back to Winterfell I'm taking Arya and Sansa back with me."

"…What made you decide being the Hand of the King wasn't a proper fit" Naerys questioned looking at the man she thought of as a father with a knowing look "You wouldn't of just left if not for a good reason, how deplorable was this deed he was planning to have done?"

"Abhorrent and disgraceful" Eddard said knowing Naerys could see thru him easily at times "Naerys it was your sister, he wanted to murder your sister."

"Daenerys" Naerys said in shock her eyes widening in sadness "But she is nothing but a child barely older than Robb, why would the King want her murdered my Lord she is all the way in Essos?"

"She is with child Naerys" Eddard said watching to see the girl's reaction watching as her hands clenched into fists on her lap "I couldn't stand for it I wouldn't let them kill your sister…So I left."

"You do me a great honor my Lord" Naerys said smiling up at him sadly after a moment silent tears falling a bit down her face in relief and Eddard smiled glad to see she had grown so well "You left your friend and seat on the greatest counsel in all of Westeros because of me, I could not be more grateful for your kindness."

"If you have some way to warn your sister I would use it" Eddard said looking around her room cautiously "There are eyes and ears everywhere here in King's Landing keep your head down little dragon until Tyrion arrives, once he's here you should be in less danger."

"I will try my best to remain inconspicuous" Naerys agreed gently squeezing one of his hands before Eddard stood up affectionately messing up her hair like he'd done when she was a child listening to her soft giggles before he made his over to the door and glanced behind him once last time "When I see you next Naerys you'll be a Lannister and have a family hopefully, until then stay safe."

Staring at the closed door Naerys blinked the situation worrying her as the wave of anxiety hit and she worried she wouldn't be able to tell Daenerys in time hoping that somehow even though it was farfetched as Naerys didn't believe much in magic that maybe she could see her sister again when her eyes were closed.

Walking down the hall Naerys was frustrated having not been able to get to sleep at all despite her best efforts choosing the early morn to do some walking hoping exhaustion would finally throw her into her peaceful bliss when the noise of someone approaching her startled her. Turning around Naerys gazed into the eyes of Cersei who inwardly smirked seeing now as an opportunity to truly have some fun and put on a face of sadness as she glanced at Naerys "My little kitten I have some bad news."

Ignoring Cersei's made up nickname for her Naerys knew something must be off for the lioness to find her and sighing inwardly deciding to give in "What is it my queen? What has happened?"

"It would seem that my brother, your betrothed has been captured" Cersei said taking delight in how Naerys' eyes widened with worry her face becoming a mix of depression and anxiety "He has been taken in by Catelyn Stark and is being held at the Eyrie."

"For what crimes" Naerys said her eyes narrowing in confusion "What do they think Tyrion has done?"

"Whatever it was must've been something truly horrible for Lady Stark to take such action" Cersei said truly amused by the whole conversation as she loved to rattle the girl's chains "My brother Jaime has said he will go to retrieve him."

"Please when you hear of anything new tell me" Naerys said feeling the need to cry suddenly as she bowed giving Cersei a fake smile "Thank you for telling me of this my Queen I'll be sure to pray to the gods for his safe return."

Cersei was taken aback at the girl and how she could easily thwart any plans the Queen had placed on her to try and torture her, the girl not breaking at least in view and was a lot stronger than the Queen had thought capable.

Naerys on the other hand after letting a few tears loose and breathing deeply for several minutes in the Godswood clasped her hands together praying softly "Oh Tyrion please come home safely…whatever crime you have committed I know you are being falsely accused of it, you are not cruel like your siblings. Please survive I know you can…"

Tyrion stood before the people of Vale truly irritated as Lady Lysa spoke to him "You wish to confess your crimes?"

"Yes, my Lady, I do, my Lady" Tyrion said wanting to get the whole thing over with as he saw Lysa speak to Catelyn smugly "Sky cells always break them. Speak, Imp, and meet your Gods as an honest man!"

"...Where do I begin, my lords and ladies? I'm a vile man, I confess it. My crimes and sins are beyond counting. I have lied and cheated. Gambled and whored. I'm not particularly good at violence, but I'm good at convincing others to do violence for me. You want specifics, I suppose? When I was seven, I saw a servant girl bathing in the river. I stole her robe. She was forced to return to the castle naked and in tears. If I close my eyes, I can still see her tits bouncing. When I was ten, I stuffed my uncle's boots with goat shit. When confronted with my crime, I blamed a squire. Poor boy was flogged and I escaped justice. When I was twelve, I milked my eel into a pot of turtle stew. I flogged the one-eyed snake. I skinned my sausage. I made the bald man cry" Tyrion said suddenly making hand jerking movement a lot of people laughing at this point as he took true entertainment in making a true spectacle of himself "Into the turtle stew, which I do believe my sister ate. At least I hope she did. Once I brought a jackass and a honeycomb into a brothel..."

"Silence" Lysa said shushing her son as he asked what happened next excitedly "What do you think you're doing?!"

"Confessing my crimes" Tyrion said acting confused as Catelyn rolled her eyes standing up "Lord Tyrion, you are accused of hiring a man to slay my son Bran in his bed, and of conspiring to murder my sister's husband Lord Jon Arryn, the Hand of the King."

" Oh, I'm very sorry. I don't know anything about all that" Tyrion said surprised at the accusation as Lysa sneered at him "You've had your little joke, I trust you enjoyed it! Mord! Take him back to the dungeon! This time, find a smaller cell, with a steeper floor!"

"Is this how justice is done in the Vale?! You accuse me of crimes, I deny them- so you throw me into a cell to freeze and starve! Where is the King's justice?! I am accused, and demand a trial" Tyrion said angrily in disbelief of the treatment he was receiving as he looked up at Catelyn surprised but also grateful that despite Naerys being raised by her that his betrothed had a lot more sense than her adopted mother, Lysa was having none of his foolishness though "If you're tried and found guilty, then by the King's own laws, you will pay with your life!"

"I understand the law" Tyrion said growing impatient with everything that was happening as Lysa spoke "We have no executioner in the Eyrie, life is more elegant here. Open the Moon Door! You want a trial, my Lord Lannister? Very well... My son will listen to whatever you have to say, and you will hear his judgement. Then, you will leave... by one door, or the other."

" No need to bother Lord Robin, I demand a trial by combat" Tyrion said sensing that either way Robin would have him go through the Moon door causing Lysa to sigh her plan ruined "You have that right…"

As many knights and men volunteered to fight for Lysa in Lord Arryn's name her son becoming excited Lysa turned to the one that was being silent sensing he might be best suited "...Ser Vardis. You're quiet- did you want to avenge my husband?"

" With all my heart, my Lady. But the Imp is half my size- shameful to slaughter such a man, and call it "justice" " Ser Vardis said as Tyrion nodded and tried to name his brother others practically scoffing as Tyrion looked around the room hopeful someone would defend him when a man stepped out looking proudly at Tyrion "I will stand for the dwarf!"

Tyrion was truly thankful for the man's help and wondered how long it would be before he could leave for home, he wondered just how badly things had gotten for his family but most of all despite him not trying to…he missed Naerys and wondered how she was doing hoping she was alright.

AN: Sorry for the wait work has me on a tight leash I swear, anyways here's the latest chapter already winding thru season 1 pretty quickly...There shall be more soon thank you for being patient