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Allister Throne sat in his small chamber for a long moment. There was something about Jon Snow or Stark's angry that sparked something in him. It reminded him of the Targaryen fire. That Rhaegar had that he admired in him. As so many did, how did this northern child have that Targaryen fire? A thought entered his mind that seemed so out there and so impossible. How could the bastard son of Lord Eddard Stark be related to the Targaryens? That could only be possible if he was not the honorable Eddard Stark's son. He made up his mind he needed to speak to Maester Aemon.
Rae stood on the battlements of Dragonstone watching Robb's ships head off towards Kings Landing. Tyrion stood not far from her. The nervous feeling that filled Rae's stomach would not go away. His logic made sense. But to not use their greatest weapons made no sense to Rae. If it was just Rhaenys and Visenya he would take them because he knew they would obey him without question. But now that they were mated with Daeny dragons he did not know if Rhaegal and Viserion would listen to him. Whenever he left for a battle she was nervous but not like this. It could be because she knew how big of opponent that Cersei was. She knew what Cersei was capable of doing.
"He will come back," Tyrion said breaking the silence.
"Your sister will pay if he does not," Rae said gravely.
"She will pay regardless. He has Jaime and his best Kingsgaurds with him," Tyrion tried to reassure.
"Not his best." Rae started. She looked behind her to Ser Markas Dayne. Whom was the closest thing to Arthur Dayne that they had. He could duel wield. Tyrion caught her look. He looked at Markas Dayne. He was a formidable man not as formidable as Ser Rolland Strom or Smalljon Umber or Greatjon Umber for that matter. But what he lacked in size he made up with skill and power. He had to be constantly compared to his cousin who lost his life at Tower of Joy at the hands of Ned Stark. They all knew the story. It was kinda fitting that Robb left his best swords man and knight to protect his queen and love. Tyrion eyes lifted to Rae's eyes. "You know better than anyone what she is capable of. And she has people behind her that have great power. Yes, Joffery is mad but Cersei isn't. She will do whatever she has to keep her power. Even if that means killing everyone," Rae revealed.
"Cersei would not do that," Tyrion tried to assure himself that they did not just send his brother and those men to certain death. But even to his ear, it did not sound right.
Rae rested her hands on the battlement as Drogon and Selaera flew over head. She turned her head ever so slightly. Tyrion stood in his spot.
"She blew up the great Sept because she felt like it. Leave me," Rae said.
Tyrion walked away looked back at her for a long moment. He prayed to all the gods that Robb would return because he knew if he did not the Queen that he came to care about would be no different than his sister. He looked to the only Kingsguard that remain to watch Dragonstone and over her.
"Keep her safe Ser Markas," Tyrion said.
"I will not anything befall our queen," Ser Markas replied.
Rae turned looking at them for a moment before turning back to watching the ship disappear from view. The six dragons circled and danced over the waters near Dragonstone.
Robb look over toward Dragonstone like he could feel Rae's eyes on him. There parting was different from the other partings. Her nerves were greater than even when she with child. He could defeat the Lannister army he could take King's Landing. In part, he knew it was because he never faced Cersei. And Rae knew Cersei. Tyrion and Jaime had warned him about Cersei. Seven Hells, Jaime was by his side. Tyrion had thought that once the gates were open they started to take back King's Landing that the common people would start an uprising adding to his numbers. He looked over to his left as shadow cover the deck of the ship. He smiled when he saw Rhaenys and Rhaegal flying together dancing with each other. Then moment later Drogon and Selaera flew over the deck of the ship. Then Visenya and Viserion flew over like they were saying good bye. They all turned back heading back to Dragonstone.
"It's hard isn't it Stark," Jaime said.
"Does it get easier Kingslayer," Robb joked.
"Not really." Jaime started he sat on a barrel on the deck. He was sharpening his sword. His eyes traveled over to where Smalljon Umber stood. He had the same look on his face that Robb had. He had witnessed the parting of Sansa and Smalljon. If was the most improper he ever saw the Stark girl. "Not if you really love them. You tell yourself that you are protecting them by doing this or that but the parting is always the hardest. Leaving Evalyne with Reyanna and Joanna was the hardest thing I ever did," Jaime revealed.
The Hound made a sound of disapproval. Everyone looked over to the Hound. He placed his sword away. He stood up.
"You are telling me Kingslayer that you don't love killing. You have to admit that it was great shoving your sword through the mad king," The Hound said.
"It was," Jaime said.
"All men enjoy killing. It brings the beast out them," The Hound finished.
"You have to admit that there is nothing better than sex after the battle," Bronn said.
Rae sat in the map room. She was staring at the pieces on the board. Trying to make sure every I was dotted and t was crossed in their plan. Everything seemed to be in place. She looked to where the wall was at. She did not tell Robb that Jon would likely have to be reborn in the fire like Daeny and she was. And there was coming threat of the white walkers. She had seen them not once now but twice now. She knew they were focused on Kings Landing. But she now questioned if that was the right course of action. The question what do about Jon still plagued her mind.
"Rae, are alright," Daeny asked.
"I am fine Daeny I miss him already," Rae said.
"I understand that. When Khal Drogo was in battle I missed him and wished for his safe return. Maybe not at first but later in our relationship," Daeny said.
Daeny looked at all the pieces on the board. It was clear to her what Rae and Robb had done. She picked up the dragon piece smiling at him. It was something that only Viserys talked about retaking their birthright.
"You have conquered Westeros like our ancestor," Daeny said in awe.
"We have, you are part of my family Daeny and our family has retaken Westeros," Rae said.
"We are quite like Rhaenys and Visenya we are just missing Aegon," Daeny joked.
Rae looked up her a moment. Daeny looked like she expected Rae to say something witty about want to be known as one of them. But that was not what Daeny got. Rae rose from her seat. She took a dragon figure from the board. She walked up to where the Wall was at. She had never told Daeny about her dreams and visions. The only people who knew about them was Robb. Maester Davith had a clue but nothing that was admitted. He had treated her after her first vision of the white walkers. She looked at the wall for a long moment as Jon birth replayed in her mind. Tears started to fall down her face as she looked at Daeny placing the dragon at the Wall.
"We are not," Rae admitted.
"What are you talking about? Tyrion explained Maester Aemon is at the wall but really don't see him as Aegon," Daeny questioned.
"I am not talking about Maester Aemon. I am talking about our brother's son," Rae said.
"Aegon died in King's Landing at the hands of Mountain," Daeny argued.
"I'm not talking about Aegon. I am talking about his son with Lyanna Stark," Rae said.
Daeny eyes went wide. That was impossible. She looked at Rae like she thought that was she was kidding her. But the look on Rae's face was not a kidding face. She was serious.
"Who is he?" Daeny asked.
"He grew up like me. He does not know the truth. He grew up believing that he was the bastard son of Eddard Stark. For the longest time, he was known as Jon Snow. Recently Robb named him his heir until Torrhen is of age. So now he is Jon Stark. In reality, he is Jon Targaryen son of Rhaegar and Lyanna Targaryen. Rhaegar married Lyanna and loved her. She died shortly after giving birth to Jon. If he has a name Targaryen I do not know it. They have not shown me. But know this now, we need him. This war is not the end," Rae revealed.
"You have visions liked Daenys the dreamer," Daeny said.
Rae was silent for a time as the White Walkers came to the forefront of her mind. Daenys the dreamer saw the Doom of Valeria. Rae did not think of herself like Daenys the dreamer. She knew in her mind that someone was showing her things that she needed to know. But then again she had seen Rhaegar and Lyanna in her dreams. She saw herself taking Kings Landing on a back of dragon when she touched Selaera's egg. Then was this another event like the Doom.
"What have you seen?" Daeny asked.
"Winter… White Walkers…Wights…Night… Death… the doom of us all. Azor Ahai the prince or princess that was promised, it's more than one person I know it but it keeps showing me the Wall. Rhaegar keeps tell me the Dragon has three heads. I have a dreadful feeling that Jon will have to die to be reborn in fire." Rae paused for a moment. She looked over at Daeny who had a shocked look on her face. She laid a comforting hand on her shoulder. "I haven't told Robb. He grew up with Jon like he was his brother. I cannot do that to him," Rae said.
Tears poured down Rae's face. Daeny pulled her into a tight hug. She had seen so much in Qarth with her battle with warlocks. But nothing like what Rae had seen. The way she trailed off after each single word she uttered at the beginning. It told Daeny that Rae had seen things that haunted her to this day. She could only imagine what she had seen.
"We will overcome this together," Daeny soothed. She ran a hand down Rae's curls trying to calm her down. She looked up at the board for a moment. "All three of us," Daeny whispered her eyes locked on the wall where her brother child was at her likely husband.
Jon stood on top of the Wall with Sam. They were near the horn. Night had fallen snow was blowing around them. Sam looked over to Jon. Ser Torrhen stood not far behind them. A lot the Stark soldiers were sleeping at the moment waiting for the call to duty. Ser Torrhen had order once Jon told him of the coming threat that men write for ever man come to the Wall. None had shown up as yet. He hoped that they would come in time.
"What was she like?" Sam asked.
"She had red hair," Jon said after trying to describe her.
"Oh? How big were her feet?" Sam asked.
"What do you want me to say," Jon asked a little mad.
"I want to you to tell me what it was like to have someone to be with someone. To love someone and have them love you back. We're all gonna die a lot sooner than I'd planned. You're the closest I'll ever get to knowing," Sam explained.
"So you and Gilly never?" Jon asked.
"No, she just had a baby. And she never offered," Sam told him.
"But if she had you would have?" Jon paused looking at Sam for a moment. "You'd have broken your vows?" Jon asked.
"The interesting thing is our vows never specifically forbid intimate relations with women," Sam explained.
"What?" Jon asked shocked.
"I shall take no wife' yes, that's in there. There no denying that. "I shall father no children"' it's very specific. But what our vows have to say about other activates is open to interpretation," Sam said.
"I don't think Ser Allister cares much for interpretations," Jon said.
"You're the Lord Commander now," Sam argued.
"Go to bed Sam," Jon said.
"He is right Lord Stark," Ser Torrhen joked.
"You too, Ser Torrhen," Jon ordered.
"As you wish, Lord Commander Stark," Ser Torrhen laughed.
Darkness had fallen on King's Landing Robb and his men all started to come to the gates. He just hoped that Rae's and Tyrion's plan worked. That they could get inside without drawing attention until it was too late. Robb's eyes met of the guard. The guard smiled lighting a signal fire. Soon all around the gates began to open. Robb watched as Lannister soldier came forward like was going to alert the crown his neck was snapped quickly by city watch guard.
Rae sat in her chambers. She was praying to all the gods that their plan was working. A knock sounded on the door. Rae turned looking over her shoulder. Daeny stood there dressed in battle armor looking armor. Since revealing her dreams to Daeny she had told her all of them she had seen.
"Come with me," Daeny said.
Rae followed her sister to the beach. They stayed in the shadows. Rae looked at Daeny with an odd look on her face. They came to where the dragons were roosting. Drogon came over to Daeny presenting his wing for the climb up. Rae looked at Daeny oddly. Selaera followed suit present her wing for Rae to climb up.
"What are we doing," Rae asked.
"We going to take King's Landing with Dragon Fire," Daeny said.
"But I promise Robb I would not be on the battlefield," Rae said.
"You are a dragon. We are dragons are we not?" Daeny asked. Rae nodded her head. Daeny looked at Rae. "Then are you going to allow a wolf to dictate to you what you can do? You said you saw yourself on a dragon flying over King Landing when a battle raging under you. Besides who said anything about you being on the battlefield," Daeny said.
Rae thought about Robb needing help defeating Cersei. And what would be the quickest way to do it. She braced herself for the argument that they would happen after. At least she could protect him this way. But never the less she climbed up on to the back of Selaera. Rae looked over to Daeny nodding her head. They both issued the order to fly. Selaera and Drogon took off toward Kings Landing. Rhaegal and Rhaenys and Visenya and Viserion quickly followed suit.
Ser Allister Throne was on his way to see Maester Aemon. He knew that he was most likely in the library. He knew it was a matter of time before the wildling attacked. He was under constant watch. He caught the eyes of Ser Torrhen Karstark as he came into the courtyard. There was something in his eyes as he watched him that unnerved him. It was like he could see through him. Suddenly the sound of horning beginning blown was heard. He thankfully was armed. He headed toward the lift at the same time that Ser Torrhen did. They reached it at the same time. Once they made to the top of the Wall. They saw the largest fire the North had ever seen.
"To Arms," Allister yelled.
Cersei walked toward her chambers. Qyburn was walking with her. They were talking about the preparation that needed to be made as soon as possible before the coming attack. Unaware what was transpiring in the heart of her city. A soldier ran up to her. He had blood covering his Lannister armor. There was a bloody gash on his face. He was stopped by a Kingsguard of Joffery.
"We are under attack," The soldier cried.
"That is impossible, our wall would not fall this fast," Cersei said looking at the man.
"Our walls have not fallen the gates are open. The Young Wolf and his direwolf are taking any soldier that near him. Not to mention all of his armies have taken corner by corner the city. He being lead to Red Keep by your brother and The Hound," the soldier told her.
"Which brother?" Cersei asked in horror.
"Ser Jaime," the soldier said before he fell to the ground with an arrow sticking out his back.
"Get me Lord Varys, alert the King and send the full force out to stop them," Cersei yelled at the guards.
Cersei paced in the small council chamber. Joffery was in the room. He looked mad as ever he was pacing also like caged lion. This had to be what Elia Martell must have felt like when the sack of King Landing happened. Her eyes landed on Lord Varys and Qyburn.
"How did this happen?" Cersei roared.
"It appears the city watch has switch side with blowing up of Great Sept," Qyburn told her.
"I want their heads every one of them. They are traitors. I will decorate the spikes with all their head. The Yong Wolf and his Direwolf included," Joffery roared.
"We are outnumbered at least 1,000 to one your Grace. How do think we will beat them back. It may be wise to surrender," Lord Varys said.
"Surrender is not happening. I am the King" Joffery roared.
"Yes, you are my precious boy," Cersei reassured.
"The only good news is that there been no sighting of six dragons yet," Qyburn told her.
"When in the Seven Hells did it become six dragons? Mother," Joffery raged.
"The Dragon Queen called for her sister Daenerys that your father tried to kill and failed numerous times," Cersei spun it so sound like Robert was the reason this was happening.
A noise, that none of them had heard before, reached their ears. They all moved to the window. They watched in horror as six full-size dragons danced above the Red Keep. Two split off from the group flying toward where Great Sept was located. They blew fire taking out any that stood in their way.
"Seven Hells," They all but Lord Varys muttered.
"Perhaps, surrender is best option," Lord Varys said.
Cersei turned and looked at Varys with a look that reminded people of death. They had started work on a plan to deal with dragons. But nothing was ready yet. And what was near completion was in the middle of Stark control area of King's Landing now. Joffery looked up at Drogon and Selaera in awe and horror. For all the stories about the dragons, none truly believe that they were real. But seeing them was something of wonder.
"Get out," Cersei ordered Lord Vary in a deadly tone.
Robb was deep in battle soldiers of the crown. He was fighting way toward the Red Keep. Thus far the people had not risen up like they had hoped they would do so. But they still outnumbered the soldiers. They passed the blown up Sept of Baelor. The destruction was still fresh. Robb looked to Jaime. The sound caught their attention. They braced themselves for a fight. Arrow flew toward them they took cover by building.
"Which way is Red Keep," Robb asked.
Jaime nodded his head toward the direction of the arrows were flying. Suddenly the arrows stopped as the roar of dragons was heard. They were followed by screams. And the sound of bubbling reached their ears. Robb looked skyward he spied Rhaenys and Rhaegal. Then look towards the Red Keep. There were Selaera and Drogon. They were circling it like they own it. In fact, Drogon landed on towers climbing down and picked up a soldier throwing him in the air. The man was caught by Visenya. That could mean that Viserion were here somewhere. They took this moment to take off toward the Red Keep. They killed any man that stood in their way.
The Wall was under complete siege. Sam made his way were Jon held the Wall. Jon looked for a moment at Sam when he arrived.
"What are you doing up here?" Jon asked.
"The Wildlings are over the Walls. Ser Allister's fallen. The Castle won't stand much longer," Sam told him.
"Edd you have the Wall," Jon ordered.
Edd looked very concerned and unsure what to do. He looked to Jon to the two guards that guarded Jon's back. It was Northern men and Men of Night's watch manning the wall.
"If they try the mammoths again drop fire on them. If the climbers get too high drop scythe on them," Jon told Edd.
Jon and Sam walked back toward the lift at a fast pace. Jon grabbed Longclaw on his way. Men started to follow him. Ser Tobas and Ser Torrhen looked ready for a fight Ser Torrhen more so than Ser Tobas.
"Come, Brother, Now fight with me!" Jon yelled.
He was a natural born leader. It was like Robb lead his army to Ser Tobas and Ser Torrhen.
Edd looked at men left with him.
"Might as well enjoy our last night, right boys? Light the fuckers up! Nock! Draw! Loose!" Edd ordered.
In the lift, Jon looked to Sam. It was filled with Stark Soldiers and brothers of Night Watch. The carnage that greeted them was like being in open warfare.
"I don't want you out there," Jon said.
"You cannot protect me forever. There won't be anywhere to hide if the Castle falls," Sam argued.
Jon reached for a key. He turned handing it to Sam. He looked at Sam for a moment as the lift got closer to the ground.
"I need him more than I need you," Jon told him.
Jon opened the lift jumping off the lift and rolling. He started to cut down any man that stood in his way. Ser Torrhen and Ser Tobas looked at each other.
"He is a Wolf" Ser Torrhen said.
"I say he's more like a dragon," Ser Tobas said remembering Rae's ruthless nature in battle before they jumped out following Jon.
Sam once the lift was down he ran to where Ghost was kept. He nearly was shot with a flaming arrow. He opened a door. Ghost look at him for a moment.
"Jon needs you," Sam said.
That was all that needed to be said. Ghost took out of the room ripping the neck out of Wildling. Jon and Ghost almost moved like one.
Robb made his way into the Red Keep with his men and Greywind by his side. Greywind tackled the guard in the Red Keep ripping his throat out. Lord Varys was in the throne room standing by the Iron Throne. He bowed to him.
"Your Grace they are in the small council chamber," Lord Varys told them.
He quickly pointed to where Cersei and Joffery were at. A roar of a dragon and the sound of a dragon landing on the Red Keep reach everyone ears. Robb nodded towards Jaime, The Hound, and Smalljon Umber. Bronn stood by Robb's side along with Ser Barristan Selmy. He turned looking at Rae as she slid off the back of Selaera.
Their eyes locked. She took in his blood soaked armor and dirty covered face. She had tears of relief falling down her face. He was angry that she disobeyed him at the same time he was glad she did. She ran to him throwing herself into his arms. His blood cover hands reach her face. They locked lips in a passionate anger filled kiss. It was like a wolf claiming his mate or dragon claiming her mate. The blood on his armor soaked her gown. They pulled apart blood from his hands were on her cheeks from where he held her face.
"Let go of me, I am your King. I will have your heads for this," Joffery roared as he was carried out by The Hound.
"What do you want to do with this," The Hound asked.
"Throw him in a black cell, he will face public trial and execution," Rae started.
"Like what he did to my father only this time the man that passes the sentence will swing the sword," Robb finished.
The Hound nodded and dragged the boy away. Next to come out was Smalljon Umber he was dragging Qyburn who put no fight he looked like he was resigned to his fate. Ser Barristan grabbed Qyburn other arm and helped Smalljon lead him to black cells. Finally, Jaime came out carrying a half crazed Cersei. She had tears pouring down her face. She fought him but at the same time was begging him to kill her.
"Kill me please, Jaime, just do it. We can be together in death, won't we? Just kill me," Cersei muttered
Jaime's eyes went to Rae's eyes. He made a vow to kill Cersei once he saw the wildfire rising from King's Landing. He was waiting for her to nod her head. He dropped her in front of them. She scrambled to her knees still begging him.
"Please kill me," Cersei pleaded.
"What do you want me to do with her Your Grace," Jaime asked Rae paying no mind to Cersei pleads.
"Take her to Black Cells, she will share in her son's fate," Rae ordered.
"Welcome home, my queen," Lord Varys said.
"Thank you Lord Varys," Rae said.
Robb took her hand. She looked at him he locked lips with her again. Before dragging her away in the opposite direction that small council chamber was at.
"What did I tell nothing like a woman after the battle," Bronn said with a laugh.