A/N - Quick note - Dany never locked up her dragons and she became reunited with Drogon much sooner in this fic. Please Review guys, it really fuels my writing!
The Next Day - Early Morn
Jon rolled around in his bed as he awoke, he rubbed his eyes and threw his feet off of the bed. He nearly jumped backwards onto the bed as he laid his tired eyes on Queen Daenerys who was waiting patiently for him to awake. As his heartbeat slowed and he adjusted himself to face the young Queen, "My Queen," he grumbled "What are doing awake at this hour?" he asked.
"Waiting for you to awake." she stated simply then she smiled "You look very peaceful when you sleep." she added.
Jon stood and stretched out his arms "Do you have need of me, My Queen?" he asked. Dany shook her head "No, but you said that when we have the chance you would like it if we could go and get this Samwell as our Maester." she explained "So, get dressed and we shall be off." she said nonchalantly. Jon widened his eyes "Your Grace... I meant whenever you take your armies to Westeros - it would take us at least two or three weeks to sail to The Wall and then back." he reasoned "I am eager to see Sam once more, but that is valuable time for you to be planning your attack." he added.'
Dany gave the bastard a disarming smile "You have a good point, Jon Snow... that's why we'll be taking Rhaegal." she shrugged. Jon widened his eyes even more as his mouth hung open, "You... your dragon?" he asked hesitantly. Dany nodded "Yes - he is the smallest, but the fastest, we could reach the Wall in only a few hours and we'll be back with Samwell before the sun sets." she reasoned.
Jon looked at the dragon Queen with a curious look "Why are you doing this, My Queen?" he asked. Dany smiled "Because, Jon Snow, if you think this boy is the best Maester for my reign, then I trust your opinion." she explained, "Get dressed in some warm furs, Jon Snow, We leave in a few minutes." she stated with a grin and slipped out of his room.
Jon wrapped himself in his old House Stark furs. It was scalding hot, but he knew he would be thankful for the warmth of the furs when he got to the freezing temperatures when he arrived at The Wall. Dany smiled at him, he looked quite dashing in his furs. She motioned for him to follow - they walked over to a area behind the palace, Jon widened his eyes as the green scaly beast approached them.
Rhaegal inspected the young bastard, Dany raised her brow at the dragon. Jon tensed up as the dragon started to circle him, "Touch him. He won't bite." Dany insisted. Jon rose his hand and the green monstrosity pushed his temple into Jon's palm. Dany nearly dropped her jaw to the floor and the dragon allowed Jon to rub his scaly forehead.
"He... He's never like this around anyone but me..." her voice trailed off, Jon shifted his face to a smile "He's like Ghost, but bigger." he remarked as he ran his hand over the smooth green scales of his snout. Dany smiled lightly "Shall we?" she asked, Jon nodded and removed his hand from the head of dragon and walked next to the Queen who had already climbed atop of the saddle that was placed on the green dragon's back.
Dany whispered some words to Rhaegal and he lifted into the sky with his massive wings stirring the wind to great speeds. The dragon launched into the air and let out a ferocious roar as Meereen slowly faded into the fog. Dany turned to Jon who was in awe about the amazing view, she slumped to the ground and looked over at the dark haired man, "Tell me, Jon Snow, tell me about Winterfell." she stated.
Jon looked over at the Queen with a risen eyebrow "My Queen?" he asked, she smiled lightly "If what your brother says is true then it sounds like the most wonderful place in the world, but I'd like to hear it from you." she stated simply.
Jon nodded "Very well..." Jon's solemn voice trailed off, "I loved Winterfell - the cold breeze that hits in the afternoon, playing in the snow with Robb, riding in the fields with Arya, and then in evenings Father would read to us..." his voice dissipated once more. Dany reached over and rested her hand atop his "Your father - tell me about him. I asked Robb, but he said it was too painful to revisit." she said with a smile.
Jon nodded and noticed that she made no motion to move her hand.
"He was a great man... one of the best that I ever knew. He didn't treat me like a bastard, he looked at me like I was his son - not a disgrace to the family." he explained "He was one of the most caring, honorable, and kind men that I ever knew... but still they placed his head on a pike." he stated as all tones of happiness from his voice dissipated.
Dany watched him inventively as his face showed true pain, "The boy king - Joffery, he beheaded my father and tortured my sister, Sansa." he stated "He deserves twice the death that he got..." he muttered. He turned his face up to look at the dragon queen, her face was sympathizing with the young bastard "Did you know your mother?" she asked. Jon shook his head "No... my father wouldn't tell me her name, they she was a tavern whore that my father bedded whenever he fought in Robert's Rebellion." he explained.
"I never knew her, I never had a mother, but I didn't need one - Ned Stark was the best man I've ever known. He was enough." he stated with a shrug. Dany rose her brow "What about Lady Stark? Arya has said a few words about her, but never in full detail." she explained. Jon sighed and shook his head.
"Catelyn Stark was not my mother, she hated me. I heard her and my father talking one evening - she told him that she wished me dead when I was just a young boy... She was the reason I left for The Wall, it was either that or be kicked out of the castle. I figured The Wall would be better than facing her scowls and icy glares any longer." he explained. Dany looked at the bastard with a sad expression "Who could do that to a motherless child?" she asked.
Jon sighed and shook his head dismissively "It was okay... Robb, Arya, Bran, and Rickon even - they all saw me as their brother, especially Arya." he stated, "Sansa was the only one that looked at me like Lady Stark, she would call me her half brother, sometimes not even her brother at all, but I never held it against her. She just took after her mother..." his voice trailed off "But now - Lady Stark is dead and Robb disowned Sansa and named me a Stark. How funny life can turn out." he stated, he tried to hide it but there was a hint of sadness in his voice.
Dany wrapped her hand in his "You don't have to talk about Winterfell anymore... it was inappropriate of me to ask." Jon chuckled "It's fine - you're My Queen, I am an open book. You may ask me about anything." he assured with a smile, their eyes locked for a moment - her soft violet and his deep brown. Dany let go of his hand and Jon retracted his arm back to his side, they said nothing but every so often glanced in each others direction.
Jon Snow looked over the side of the saddle and saw the majestic somewhat magic of the Wall. Jon turned to Dany, she was whispering Valyrian to Rhaegal, she shivered - she only wore her turquoise dress. Jon pulled off his fur and rested it over her shoulders, she looked over at the bastard "No... J-jon, you'll freeze." she muttered though the cold. Jon smiled at her warmly "I'm a northerner, My Queen, ice is in my blood." he remarked.
Dany nodded and didn't protest any further as she pulled herself further into the warmth of the coat.
The dragon drifted down in front of the wall of Castle Black, "Dragon!" one of the men exclaimed in a panic. The archers readied their arrows and a familiar face hobbled in front of them, "Wait! No! Don't fire!" Samwell exclaimed as he held his arms up in front of the bows. Rhaegal landed in front of the gates and lowered his head as a bridge for the two to get off of his back. Jon stepped off first and rested his hand on the sword that had served him as a replacement for Longclaw.
"Open the gates!" Jon ordered, the Night's Watchmen did as the bastard told. The large doors drifted open and all glared at the bastard. Samwell smiled at his old friend, but everyone else looked like they want to kill the young Stark.
Jon walked in front Dany like a hound that's protective of its owner. Alliser Thorne, the new commander of the Night's Watch walked up to Jon with a devilish grin on his face, he chuckled deeply in his harsh voice. He turned to Dany, "This is why you abandoned your watch? For some silver haired whore? I thought you were a better man than that, I guess the late Commander Mormont was wrong." he said with a grin.
Jon tightened his grip on his blade "I wouldn't be suprised if you were the one who stuck the dagger in Lord Commander Mormont's heart." he growled, the commander shook his head "Nay, it were not I, but thank the gods for who did. I think I might just be one of the best commanders the Wall has ever seen." he stated with a proud look on his face. Jon groaned, he didn't want to be here any longer than he had to.
"We're here for Sam, give us to him and we'll leave." Dany spoke up. Thorne chuckled yet again "You want him? Take em, I've trying to be rid of that fat fuck for weeks." he bellowed, Samwell walked up to Jon with a smile around your face. Thorne leaned in "I want you to know - If you hadn't brought a dragon with you, I'd detach your head from your shoulder myself." he whispered. Dany grabbed Jon's arm to stop him from drawing his blade "Don't... He's not worth it." she muttered, Jon nodded.
Thorne grinned at the dragon queen, "You should keep your dog on a shorter leash - It keeps them more obedient." he remarked as he turned his back to Jon "One last thing," he said turning to face Jon one last time "Get the fuck out of my castle or I'll let the men louse on you - be warned, some of them haven't seen a woman in decades." he said with snicker and he walked up to his chambers.
Jon shifted his face toward Sam "It's good to see you again... My Queen has an offer for you." he stated, Sam nodded with a smile "Of course, I knew you'd come back - it's been hell for me here without you." he stated, the Watchman turned to the silver haired queen. Dany smiled lightly at Sam "I am Daenerys Targaryen and I find myself in need of a maester for when I take the throne from the usurper. Jon has personally recommended you, so I extend the offer to you, Samwell Tarley - I will release you from your Night's Watch vows and will give you your own chambers at the Red Keep and anything else you may need for your studies - Books, supplies, and even a place in my small counsel." she offered. Jon smiled and nodded "What do you say?" he asked eagerly.
"I wouldn't louse my head from leaving the Night's Watch?" he asked hesitantly, she shook her head "No harm shall come to you, I swear it." she promised. Sam nodded and stroked his beard "Before I accept, I must ask you of something." he stated, Dany rose her brow. Sam gulped "I... There's a girl that resides her, I fear for her safety in a place like this. Allow her and her infant boy to come with us and I'll follow you to the Seven Hells if need be." he stated.
Dany thought for a moment, then nodded her head "Yes, your woman and child will come with us and you shall be my Grand Maester." she declared, Sam smiled widely "Thank you - I shall fetch her and we'll be ready to go." he stated and turned and hobbled off to a room. Jon watched as the men of the Night's Watch as they stared at his Queen hungrily. He grasped her hand and started to pull her out of the castle grounds "We should wait by Rhaegal. I fear the new commander would not jest." he mumbled. Dany didn't say anything but followed him.
Sam and a young girl with a child in her arms walked out of the confinment of Castle Black and walked up to Jon and Dany. The dragon queen offered her hand to the young girl, "I welcome you, Samwell didn't mention a name." she stated with a smile, the girl took the queen's hand "G-gilly, Your Grace..." Gilly's her were struck with fear from the dragon that loomed behind Jon and Dany.
Dany smiled dismissively, "Don't worry - No harm shall come to you or your child." she promised, Gilly smiled lightly and nodded. Jon clapped his hand on Sam's shoulder "It's good to have you back." Jon declared.