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Author Note: I want to say thank you for all your support. I want you to know that next week I will be on vacation so there may not be another update until I get back. I do have a question for you all. Who do you think is giving Rae her dreams and visions?
Rae opened her eyes blinking. She looked around the room she was in. The last thing she remembered was watching Cersei's body burning. Tyrion stood near Jaime and Lady Evalyne who looked gravely worried. Grand Maester Pycelle stood at the foot of the bed he looked confused. Catelyn had her hand on Robb's back. Eddard stood near her with his hand on also on Robb's back. Both of her hands were being held. Daenerys held one of Rae's hands. She looked gravely worried. Her eyes looked to Missandei. Missandei looked slightly worried at the fate of Queen Raenera that she came to know. Grey Worm stood near Missandei and by them were Blue Fly and Vellella. Vellella was the only one that did not look worried. She knew that the Lord of Light would not take one of his champions away. If anything he had taken her to show her something she needed to know. Rae's other hand was being held by Robb. He knelt on the bed next to her. His head was bowed over her hand. It was like he was praying that she would wake. With each passing word that Grand Maester Pycelle said the more Robb's head bowed over her hand. Until his lips touched her hand.
"What's wrong?" Rae asked unsurely.
"Rae, sweetheart, you're alive," Robb said moving his head to look at her face.
He leaned over kissing her uncaring who saw. He ran his hand down her chin. He had tears in his eyes. She looked at him for a moment returning the kiss.
"Of course I am alive why would I not be," Rae asked.
Daeny squeezed her hand. It was enough for Rae to look at her sister. She looked at Rae with tears and worry clear on her face.
"You passed out in my arms," Daeny told her.
Rae's eyes traveled around the room. They all had the same look on their face. It was a concerned look. Her eyes landed on their Hand, Tyrion. Her eyes were questioning if that was true. He nodded his head yes. Rae let out a loud sigh.
"We must tell the people, I am well. I'm sure it was just overwhelming of emotions and advents in the past few days. I mean my husband life was going to be the line. To the possibility of loss of Warden of West, in the trial by combat," Rae said.
"Are you truly alright my love," Robb asked.
"I am fine, truly my King," Rae told him squeezing their join hands.
"Are you sure Queen Raenera is not with child Grand Maester Pycelle," Catelyn asked.
"It…It is too soon to tell, Lady Catelyn. I suppose that could be the cause of the queen fainting. We could tell the people that she pregnant and caused the fainting. It would soothe some fear of the loss of the new queen," Pycelle said.
"No," Rae protested.
"You rather appear weak to them," Tyrion asked.
"It is better to be seen as weak then to install a false hope. It is too soon to tell that Grand Maester Pycelle just told us all that," Rae addressed Tyrion. She looked around the room again. They think she was foolish until she met Ned's eyes. Starlight came into the room jumping up on the bed resting her head on Rae's belly. Rae smiles down at her it was if she felt her Mistress unease. Greywind followed in taking the spot the foot of the bed. "For me not to be pregnant after announcing I was would be," Rae started.
"Dangerous even if she was pregnant," Ned said.
All eyes turned to Ned. Rae and Robb shared a shocked look. The possible pregnancy would be something people would rejoice at. They weren't trying for a baby now but they were not trying for one either. They were under the same thought if she fell pregnant again it would be the Gods will. They were taken as it came something were better left unplanned. Tyrion considered the words for a moment. He looked at Ned waiting for him to continue his statement.
"King Landing is still in quaking from the retaking of it. The small folk are more worried about the food in the belly and money to pay for the housing and the destruction of Great Sept which was a place many of small folk came to for help. There are still some that are loyal to Baratheon family. And some that say that Tommen should be on the throne and not you. They may hide it but they are," Ned said.
"We must rebuild the great Sept," Rae said thinking of the people in Flea Bottom.
"With what money, Your Grace. You said yourself that we need to pay off the Iron Bank before anything," Tyrion questioned.
"Not now Lord Tyrion," Robb said staring hard at him. He turned his loving eyes to her. He leaned down kissing her forehead. "Rest now, sweetheart, I will come up with something to pay for the Great Sept that will be built," Robb told her.
Robb leaned kissing for lips then her forehead. He rose from the bed. All the men slowly filed out of the room. Catelyn left on the arm of Ned as she was telling him stories about his grandchildren and how the night that Rae and Robb were married how she became a grandmother to three dragons. Clarysse helped Rae to the dress divider. Evalyne supported her other side. They changed her clothes into her nightdress. Greywind stayed at the foot of the bed. Starlight was still curled up watching as her mistress every move. Daeny rose from the bed coming over to Missandei talking to her in hushed tones. Vellella busied herself cleaning the room but yet she was ever watchful of Queen Raenera. Once Rae was settled back in bed. Starlight laid her head on her lap. Rae slow stroked Starlight's silky fur on her ears. Vellella came over to the foot of the bed.
"What did you see?" Vellella asked.
"What are you talking about," Rae started.
"In the flames," Vellella asked.
It was enough to cause Daeny to look at Vellella then to Rae's face. Rae's face slow became the nearly white. Flashes of the funeral pyre at the wall, the cries of dragons circling the Wall flashed in Rae's mind. She almost smells the smoke and salty taste on her lips from kissing a crying Robb. Evalyne and Daeny rushed to Rae side. Daeny took Rae's hand showing she was here for her. Evalyne placed her hand on Rae's forehead. She nodded for Clarysse to bring fruits and wine over for Rae. They slowly fed Rae some of the food and helped her to drink the wine. Rae's eyes traveled to Vellella.
"Nothing," Rae told her.
"You cannot tell me you saw nothing. The Lord of Light showed you something. That is why you passed out. Your eyes were locked on the flames. And you are one of the chosen ones he favors. So what did he show you," Vellella asked?
Rae's eyes traveled around the room. She locked eyes with Daeny. There was fear in Rae's eyes. She didn't want these types of visions. She wanted to live her life not know what was to come. She did not even know if this was going to come to pass. She was not so sure that Lord of Light or any of the Gods had shown her thing. Or was it someone else that was leading them all in a way that they wanted.
"Death… a funeral pyre…men in chains… all six dragons circling over head… There were two more eggs I did not recognize. And a baby dragon it did not look even older than a day old," Rae's voice trailed off.
Tyrion, Robb, and Jaime were in one of the gardens in Kings Landing. Robb paced worriedly about his wife. Tyrion looked at Jaime. Jaime looked at Tyrion debating what to say.
"You know your Grace; I meant no disrespect t when I questioned her Grace. In fact, I saw it is a smart move. Smarter than most would ever think of," Tyrion tried.
"Queen Raenera has always been smart. Even when Joffery pushed her down a stairwell and I save her. She never spoke badly of Joffery. Knowing it would get her nowhere and in more trouble with the crown," Jaime said with admiration in his voice.
Robb turned mid-step and looked at them both. He let a loud sigh. He looked like he had the weight of the world on his shoulders.
"I know that it is one the things I love about her. It would help the common people and show them we are not like the others that conquered Westeros. I know the question is finding the funds to do it. She is dead set on paying off the iron bank. She I think has a plan for that?" Robb paused looking at them. They all knew her plan to a point. They had agreed to pay off half of the money for a pardon. Robb shook his head he knew that could not ask anything more of their hand and Lannisters. They had already done so much for them. "I don't know where to turn with this problem. Part of me wants to ask the other Lords of Westeros call them all the capital," Robb said.
"It would be wise for the coronation," Tyrion said.
"Do we have to," Robb moaned.
"I am afraid you do," Tyrion advised.
Robb let out another sigh and started to pace again. He claimed that he did his best thinking like this. Tyrion walked over by a bench and table in the garden picking the pitcher of wine pouring himself a glass. Jaime nearly laughed at them both.
"Perhaps, I could help," Oberyn Martell said coming upon them.
"Pardon," Robb said.
"Prince Oberyn that would be a very large sum of money," Jaime said.
"I am well aware of that Lord Lannister," Oberyn spat out the Lannister name like it was a curse. He looked over to Robb. He bowed to him. "We may not be the richest house in Westeros but I do believe we are the third. It would the Martell's honor to pay for the Great Sept to be rebuilt," Oberyn said.
Rhaenys flew over sensing Robb nearby. She called out to him. Robb looked up toward the sky. She landed in the large area causing all the servants to scatter like the wind. Robb petted her muzzle lovingly. Tyrion and Jaime looked at it in awe. It was still something of a wonder that about the dragons.
"Which one is this again," Oberyn asked moving forward.
"Rhaenys," Robb answered.
"She is beautiful like my niece was. All we ask in return for money is we have a say in the naming of the Sept. I was thinking the Great Sept of Rhaenys. Named for my niece and of the original queens that conquered Westeros," Oberyn asked.
Balon Greyjoy paced in front of the fireplace. In his hands was raven letter demanding he come to the capital. To bend the knee officially to Dragon Queen and Young Wolf husband. At their coronation, along with all the rest of the Lord of Westeros at such time, there would be a wedding between Princess Sansa Stark and Smalljon Umber. He had hoped that Yara could convince the Queen to grant the Iron Isles their freedom. But it would seem that there was such luck. He sighed heavily taking a drink. The sound of the door opening caused him to turn he had told them all that he did want to be disturbed.
"Hello, brother," Euron said.
"I thought you be rotting under some foreign sea by now," Balon commented.
"What is died can never die," Euron replied. Balon remained silence. Euron moved forward sitting next to Balon. He also poured himself a glass and took a drink. He looked at Balon. "Has the custom changed in the time I have been gone. Aren't you suppose to repeat the words," Euron commented.
"You can mock our God with my help," Balon commented.
"I don't mock the Drowned God. I am the Drowned God," Euron said.
Balon scoffed at that comment. They regarded one another for a long moment. Euron picked up the raven message reading it. He looked at Balon.
"You are old brother. You have forgotten what it's like to be true Iron born. We don't sow and yet you have made peace with this Raenera Targaryen," Euron said.
"What would have me do? She threatened to burn our isles to the ground," Balon said.
"With what," Euron commented.
Balon looked away from Euron looking into the flames. Euron slipped to vial from his cloak pouring them into Balon glass of wine. Balon looked back at Euron.
"You have been gone, too long. You have not heard. Dragons have returned. By Yara account six of them. When she made the threat it was only three. Full grown fire breathing dragons this Raenera has re-conquered Westeros," Balon told him taking a drink of his wine.
Euron followed suit. He had a plan forming in his head even as they spoke. Euron placed his glass down first.
"Is she married," Euron asked.
"Yes, with three children. To one Robb Stark," Balon said.
"Pity, who is her heir," Euron asked.
"Most likely her son Prince Torrhen Stark. If she dies before, he is of age then it most likely her sister Daenerys Targaryen," Balon answered.
"Good," Euron commented.
Balon slowly started to have trouble breathing. He coughed blood slowly poured out of his mouth. His eyes went wide as he looked at his brother. He continued to drink his wine as he watched his brother die.
"What is died may never die," Euron said as Balon finally succumbed completely to the poison.