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Rae and Robb walked along the beach heading towards where Rhaenys, Visenya, and Selaera had taken up roost. Greywind and Starlight trotted beside their masters. Robb had his arm around Rae's middle as they walked.
"I cannot believe how fast they are growing," Robb said.
"I know it seemed just yesterday they were just born. Now they are crawling, starting to talk and beginning to walk now," Rae commented.
Robb turned kissing Rae cheek. Rae cuddled into his side. They were alone on the beach. They had snuck off after dinner to see their dragons. The sun was setting over the narrow sea. It was hard to believe in maybe a few days time Daenerys would be landing on these very shores.
"And with each passing day our girls look more and more like their beautiful mother," Robb said sweetly.
"And our handsome boy looks exactly like his handsome father," Rae replied.
"I sure in time there will be more. We could start to try again my Queen," Robb teased.
"There is much that still worries me, conceiving another heir is not one of them, my love. I will fall pregnant when the Old Gods wills it to be so. For all we know my king, I may be carrying your child as we speak," Rae said.
Robb's hand came to her middle where his child maybe resting. He had a smile on his face at the thought watch her grow with his child again. He knew she was revealing a part of her that very few saw when she said there was much that still made her worry. One thought popped into his head.
"Your Sister, Daenerys," Robb asked,
Rae paused on their walk. Robb stopped with her. They both turned and looked out to the sea. Rae was picturing her sister arriving on these shores shortly. Robb ran his hand down her arms in a comforting manner.
"Daenerys, yes a little. But it is more Cersei and Joffery that worry me," Rae paused.
She turned looking at Robb. Robb looked at into her eyes. He leaned in kiss her softly. He knew Joffery was a mad dog and was a mad as Rae's biological father. But Cersei what little he remembered and saw of her. In their time at Winterfell was limited. And yes, seemed cold and only seemed to care about her own children. But when Bran fell from the tower, some would say he was pushed, she had shown compassion. Could really all be an act?
"Cersei craves power always has. She hides it well, when she means to but trust me. She can be a true Lannister and just as mad as my real father. Brutal and bloody," Rae finished.
A moment of silence passed between them as they started to walk again. They came to where the dragons had taken up roost. It was by the burnt statues of Faith of the Seven. Rae looked at each of the burnt statues being the first time. Rhaenys flew down landing on the burnt statue of the Father. She let out excited calls to her sisters. Selaera landed second on the burnt statue of the Mother. Finally, Visenya landed on the burnt statue of the Crone. They all let out excited cries. It reverberated around them out across the sea. They were now huge. Robb and Rae looked to each of the burnt statutes. Selaera jumped down crawling forward rubbing her large head against Rae's body. Rae would have fallen if not for Robb arms around her. Rae let out a little laugh running her hand over the scaled skin that radiated heat like a living fire. Robb moved away from her to where the sword that Stannis pulled out of the statue was still in the sand. Robb knelt down by the burnt sand looking nearly like glass where Stannis sword came to rest. He turned looking at Rae.
"What happened here," Robb asked.
"It's sad what length men will go to secure the throne," Rae said.
"Did he really think that burning his own gods would get him the throne?" Robb asked.
"The Prince that was promised," Rae said moving forward. She placed her hand on his shoulder. They locked eyes for a moment. It was clear to Rae that the Red woman that was trying to do. "Some say it me, others claim it to be my sister Daenerys, both of us have awoken dragons from stone and have been rebirthed in the fire," Rae finished.
Robb stood pulling Rae into his arms. He held her close kissing the top of her head. She looked up at him. He leaned down kissed her lips. He took both of her hand in his own hand. He rested his head against her forehead. He kissed her again. When they pulled apart he looked deep into each other eyes.
"There is no one savior of this world," Robb said.
"I agree," Rae said.
Rhaenys landed near Robb nuzzling him. He laughed petting the large purple and golden dragon. He hated to admit it but Rae was right. Rhaenys he knew would accept him as a rider if he so desired to ride her. He had the same bond with her as he did Greywind. It was the same bond that Raenera had with Starlight and Selaera.
"Will you tell me who Gendry is related to since you want to name him Lord of the Vale," Robb asked.
Rae bit her bottom lip, looking at the love of her life. This kind of thing could destroy their relationship. She knew she had to tell him. She wondered what he would do with the information.
"You cannot repeat what I'm going to tell you. At least not until we have taken King's Landing and we sit on the throne uncontested," Rae started.
"Rae," Robb said.
"Your father found out the truth. Varys told me that he told Cersei to take her children and leave. Robert had many sons and daughters bastards but of his blood not like Myrcella, Joffery, and Tommen. These bastards looked like Robert before he drank and whored himself away," Rae said.
"What does that have to do with Gendry," Robb asked.
Rae looked at him. With the look on Rae's face, he caught her meaning. He paused petting Rhaenys. He looked shocked for a moment. If any found out, that Robert had a son, bastard or not, they would put him on the throne. It could spell doom for them.
"He is Robert's son," Robb said.
"The only one that survived the massacre, that Cersei or Joffery ordered. The only reason he survived was he was with me and your sisters at the time," Rae said.
"Who is…?" Robb started.
"I don't know. All he remembers is that his mother had golden hair and sang to him," Rae said.
"If you make him a Baratheon, he would be the heir of Storm End and the Stormlands above Lady Shireen," Robb said.
"Hence the reason, if you decide, to legitimize him I want to name him Lord of Vale. Arya could marry him when she was little older and help him rule. I think that would make my father, the one that raised me, happy. To have a Stark and Baratheon take the mantle he held. Given that he helped raise your father and Robert to the men they were," Rae said.
"You said if I decide," Robb noted.
"You are the king and I am but your queen," Rae said.
"We rule together, my queen, my love," Robb said puncturing each word with kisses. Rae's hand tangled into his curls. He pulled away from her lips. He rested his head against hers as the sun set completely over the sea. The stars started to twinkle matching the sparkle in his love's eyes. "Any decision we make we make it together. Come, sweetheart, it is getting late and I'm sure you wish to tuck our babies in their beds," Robb finished.
Later that night Rae sat in their chambers in Dragonstone. She brushing out her hair dressed only in her nightdress. She had direwolf necklace around her neck. She reached around her neck unclasping it.
"Beautiful," Robb commented coming into the room.
"You are too kind my love," Rae said.
Robb came over kissing the top of her head. They met eyes in her mirror. His arms were around her shoulders.
"Who do you think should be in our Small Council my love," Rae asked.
"You are thinking too far ahead sweetheart," Robb teased.
"And you don't think far enough away," Rae countered
"Tyrion is our Hand, what other position is there?" Robb asked.
"Lord Commander of the Kingsguard is one I want to give that back to Ser Barristan Selmy, then there is Master of Law, Master of Whispers, Master of Coin, Master of Ships, and Grand Maester," Rae said.
"Maester Davith should be named our Grand Maester," Robb said undressing.
"Master of Whispers I feel that Varys should keep his title," Rae said.
"Fine, Master of Law I think Lord Karstark would b a good fit," Robb said.
"I agree, Master of Coin," Rae asked.
"I don't know, maybe Lord Jaime or one of the Tyrells," Robb said.
"Nothing is set in stone my love, Master of Ships I want to give that to Ser Davos," Rae said.
"Ser Davos?" Robb asked.
"He risked his life to warn us. He is loyal to us and he was a ship captain. Not to mention he served as Stannis Hand. He may not understand all of the game but…" Rae said.
Robb stopped her middle sentence. He laughed at the look on her face as he pulled away. She tilted her head at him. He motioned for her to come closer to bed. Rae stood shedding her nightdress. She heard him intake of breath as she moved forward. She straddled his hips on the bed.
"Are you laughing at me my King," Rae teased.
Robb groaned as she rotated her hips into him. His hand of their own accord traveled slowly and sensually. Let Raenera's dark curls tumble down her back. She pressed her breasts into his hard chest. He groaned again. He kissed her with lust and passion filled kill. It was a hungry kiss like a wolf devouring his prey. His lips trailed down her neck to the junction of her neck. He attacked that spot with vigor in retaliation. She let out a loud moan. Her hand traveled to his curls tangled to them. He pulled away from her neck enough to look her in the eyes.
"You know this will not convince me one way or another. I agree with you already my love. You can offer it to him. There is no grantee that he will accept," Robb teased.
"I know, my king but playing with you is just so fun," Rae teased back as she leaned in to attack his neck.
He laughed then he flipped her on her back. She let out a little gasp as he started to kiss down her body. Soon they lost their selves in each other.
Cersei walked into the courtyard Qyburn at her side and guards. She had look on her face that read she was not pleased. For the past few weeks, they had heard nothing. There had been no talk of battles or anymore placing falling but silence was disturbing. She knew the Dragon Bitch Queen and her Young Wolf husband was not done by any means. She would not be happy until she took back her birthright and kill Joffery. Tommen she had grieved for months. There had been no word on where he was at. There were some whispers that Tommen had found a place in Raenera's camp. Under the care of Jaime's new wife which made her blood boil. It would be better in Cersei mind if he son had been killed rather raised by her traitor brothers and his whore of a bride. It seemed she was the only Lannister beside Joffery that had Lannister ruthless like her father Tywin.
"Any news," Cersei asked.
"No, it is silent your grace," Qyburn said.
"Silence is horrid. It appears we are surrounded. It's like waiting for the cobra to strike. Enemies to the East, enemies to the West, enemies to the South, enemies to the North; whatever stands in our way we will defeat. I and Joffery are the last Lannister left, the last ones that matter," Cersei said.
Cersei looked out around the courtyard. She had given up hope of hearing from Dorne. Myrcella was lost to her. It seemed Maggie the Frog was right. Until comes another young beautiful to take all your hold dear and cast you down. Raena Arryn or Raena Stone as she knew her as a child was a brilliant and pretty child. But Cersei never saw her as a danger until it was too late. She was just a deadly as the bastards that Robert had with his mistresses were a danger.
"There is a greater problem I fear my queen," Qyburn said.
"What is more pressing then defeating this imposter queen," Cersei asked.
"Your newly appointed High Septon, the high sparrow, and his sparrows. Have I am afraid fallen for the ruse of Dragon Queen. They are calling her the Mother come to life and her husband the Father come to life. They say she is the people queen, and him the people King. They are using us," Qyburn said.
Cersei thought for a moment. Her temper was very close to the surface. She pursed her lips looking at Qyburn as she thought of the tales that were whispered around the keep about Targaryen and their madness.
"Find out if the stories are true," Cersei said.
"And if they are," Qyburn said.
"We will find a use for the Wildfire," Cersei said.
A few days later, Raenera stood in the map room. Her hair was ornately braided. It crisscrossed down by the back of her neck with tiny red flowers that Lilliyan and Lyanna picked pin in her hair. It formed loops before the rest of hair was braided in thick braid tying all the braids together. The centerpiece of her hair was the crown that she burnt with proudly sat on top of her head. It was held in place by the braids. Around her neck was two necklaces one of a star that Robb gave her, the other was direwolf necklace that reminded her of her daughters' necklaces. Her gown ornate garnet color with silver direwolves and dragons sew meticulously on the bodice of the gown. It had long airy bell sleeves that had a band of dragons in silver chasing each other by her elbows. She looked every bit the Queen that she claimed to be. She looked at the map. Her sister's ship spotted only a few hours ago. Daenerys would be here any moment. Ser Jaime stood at the door with Ser Markas. They looked every bit the part of Kingsgaurds. Ser Davos came to the doorway with Robb. Robb had the crown, he hated, placed on his head. He was dressed similarly to the way he was dressed for Margaery's wedding. She turned as Robb approached her. He placed his hand on her middle giving her a little squeeze.
"Braids, did they want to see how many that they could place in your hair?" Robb teased moving the long braid to one side to kiss her neck.
"Daenerys was married to Khal of the Dothraki. They braid their hair to symbolize victory in battle," Rae told him.
"Daenerys will like you regardless if your hair is braided or not," Robb assured.
Rae turned and kissed Robb. Ser Davos coughed causing them to look at him. He bowed to the royal couple.
"You wanted to see me My King, my Queen," Ser Davos addressed.
"We have an offer for you, a seat on our small council. I wish to name you Master of Ships," Rae explained.
"Surely there are other of noble birth that would be better suited for the position," Ser Davos said flattered.
"The seat is your if you want it. If you don't it fine. Don't let Raenera pressure you. She has a way of getting her way when she wants something," Robb teased.
"I am flattered that you would even consider this," Ser Davos said.
"We don't need your answer right way. Think about it, answer us when we sit on the Iron Throne," Rae said.
Rae and Robb made their way to the throne room. There was second chair sitting close by the throne-like chair that was there since Dragonstone was made. They walked up the stairs. Robb let her sit on her family throne as he took the seat next to her. The full force of their Kingsgaurds stood around them. Catelyn and Sansa stood by them with Lilliyan and Lyanna in Catelyn's arms and Torrhen in Sansa's arm. Arya stood nearby in a dress that Catelyn force on her. She looked like she wanted to out of the stupid dress. Storm was by her side. Winter and Balerion sat near Sansa. Artemis and Athena sat by Catelyn feet. On the other side was Tyrion with the hand of King and Queen Pin, pinned on his doublet. Ser Jaime had taken his place by his wife Lady Evalyne who was holding little Reyanna. Ser Jaime took little Joanna from Evalyne giving her a tiny kiss. Rae took a deep breath. Robb took her hand giving it a squeeze. They nodded their head to show Daenerys and her party in.
Yara entered first. She came up to where the guards stood guarding the Royal couple. She dropped to her knees in front of them. Rae smiled at Yara. Greywind and Starlight trotted up past Yara. Yara did not even move. They lay down at their Master's feet.
"Your Graces," Yara said.
"You have done well Yara raise," Robb said.
"Thank you, my King," Yara said.
Yara stood up stepping aside allowing Daenerys to come forward. She did not drop into a bow. Rae and Daeny locked eyes. In that instant, all Rae's worries vanished. She could tell that was her sister. Robb smiled over to Rae. Ser Barristan came forward with her. He dropped to his knees by her. Ser Jorah dropped down on the other side of her. He did not raise his eyes like Ser Barristan did. He saw the Stark boy by Raenera's side.
"Welcome to Dragonstone, and Westeros, Daenerys," Rae said.
"And you are Raenera," Daenerys said.
"You can call me Rae if you like sister," Rae said.
"Rae," Daenerys said.
"Your Grace, it brings me great joy to see you unharmed and alive." Ser Barristan said.
"Thank you Ser Barristan, You can take your proper place as Lord Commander of Kingsguard," Rae said.
"Your Grace?" Ser Barristan said.
"Thank you for getting my sisters out of Kings Landing. You are a true meaning of Knight. As my Queen has said Lord Commander of Kingsguard is yours it should never have been taken from you," Robb said.
"Your Grace," Ser Barristan said.
Rae rose from her chair stepping down the stairs hugging Daenerys. They locked arms around each other. Ser Jorah looked over to embrace pair it was enough for Robb to notice his face. Greywind growl was the last thing that was heard before room came to chaos.