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First of all, I wanted to say thank you for your continuous support. I am still dealing with my health issues. But knowing that there are people that love and support this story fills me with such joy and will to continue. I am sorry for lack of updates; this month has been rough with family stuff. Thank you for all the reviews and resonance to my question in the last chapter. I do have a plan for what to come now. Onward to the chapter, I hope you like it. Hopefully, I got Euron right…
A fishing ship out on the shivering seas where sail near where the ice dragon's nest was. They were pulling up their nets. They paid no mind to the ice dragons flying overhead. They had I don't bother you, you don't bother me mentality. It was then that one of the deck hands spotting Dantis Harlaw floating on a barrel in the sea.
"Man overboard," The deck hand called out.
All men came to help pull Dantis on board. Dantis hit the deck on the ship he was still cradling a now soaked bag with ice dragon egg inside. He started to cough up water as a man hit him on the back. Dantis breath was visible as he trembled. A heavy wool blanket was thrown over his shoulder. The captain came down from the wheel. His had dark hair pepper with grey. He looked like grizzly old fisherman with years at sea. He most likely had bastards about but he never settled down he was married to the sea. Much like how the Iron-borns were married to the sea. He knelt down nodded to one of man to bring Dantis something to eat.
"What your name Ser," The captain said with a gravelly voice.
"Dantis," Dantis answered.
"I'm Captain Godric Rocke you are aboard my ship. Tell me where are you heading Dantis," Godric asked.
"King's Landing," Dantis coughed.
"You are mighty far from there," Godric laughed.
One of his men hands Dantis a bowl of stew. Dantis ate it with gusto. Godric studied the man that found in the sea. There was something he was not telling them. Godric really did not care what it was as long it did not cost them their lives or their livelihood. Dantis looked up at Godric.
"Get this man some spare clothes so he doesn't catch his death," Godric barked. His men scrambled to do his bidding. Godric and Dantis regarded each other for a long while. "Me and my men will take yea as far as White Harbor. From there I know a Captain Jon Mosse will be sailing for King's Landing with The Manderly gift to King Robb and his beautiful queen coronation. I hear the Manderly had crowns made for them, the true King and Queen of Winter. Now tell me why you are really here," Godric asked.
"A gift for the queen, an ice dragon egg," Dantis answered.
"You're either very brave or very stupid and likely both. And if you succeed you are very lucky to come out it with your life," Godric said looking at the bag where the dragon egg likely rested.
Lady Margaery sat in the carriage on her way to King's Landing. She was dress in a provocative Tully colored gown. Garth her boy sat on her lap. He had the Tully red hair for sure. But he in most other aspects took after her family. Loras was also in the carriage.
"Remind me again why I am heading to King's Landing," Loras asked.
"They have yet to name a new Lord of Vale and Warden of the East. If you show that you are more than capable of leading such a place. You will likely be named as such. The first step in the process is to be at their coronation," Margaery said.
"You and Grandmother are the same, all about family position," Loras commented looking out the window of the carriage as it rolled closer to the walls of King's Landing.
"How do you find Lady Roslyn," Margaery asked.
"She is no Renly. She is pretty I guess for a Frey," Loras said.
"I know you loved him but you cannot dwell on that Loras. We are closer to crown then ever before," Margaery said.
"No, we were closer with Renly as King and you as Queen or have you forgotten that," Loras spat out.
"Speaking like that could get us all killed we must be subtle about how to do this. Raenera and Robb Stark are now the King and Queen. I'm married to Robb's Uncle Edmure. Garth is betrothed to Princess Lilliyan Stark. The Tyrell's sit closely to crown as we can get the only thing would have been better if Garth here was a girl. Then it would be likely that she would be betrothed to Prince Torrhen Stark," Margaery started. She took a piece of fruit taking a bite. Then she broke off a tiny piece feeding it to Garth. Loras looked at her in deep thought for a time. Their father was Warden of South. Margaery was playing her cards well she was controlling the Riverlands, and if he played his cards right he would control the Vale and be Warden of East. And if they all truly played their cards right a Tyrell may be king yet. Daenerys was not married popped in Loras' head. If he had to marry, a woman, why not her. "Willas is in love," Margaery commented changing the subject.
"With what, a horse, a dog, a hawk, what is this time sister dear," Loras joked
"A woman, Grandmother has written he seems to have eyes for a Stark. Not Daenerys like grandmother hoped. But this too could play to advantage. But the beautiful rose in north Princess Sansa Stark," Margaery said.
"Sansa is a naïve woman that is betrothed to another man. If I remember correctly she is to marry Queen Raenera cousin Smalljon Umber," Loras said.
"Men die every day Loras, she would make a beautiful rose of Highgarden," Margaery said.
Arya was looking everywhere for Gendry. She had seen much of him in since his meeting with Rae. She wanted to know why. She found Robb training with Smalljon and group of men. Arya not caring that men were firing arrows at targets and swing swords that could very well injury her. She made her way over to Robb who was taking a break. He had his sword still in his hands.
"Robb, where is Gendry" Arya demanded.
"Arya, sister dear he is with Lord Royce and the other Lords of Vale," Robb answered truthfully.
Robb and Rae had decided to keep the number of people that knew about Gendry promotion to Lord of Vale and warden in East to select few. For anyone that wanted power could very well grab it with Gendry. He was Robert Baratheon bastard son. But he was Robert's son none the less. Robb had noted how Tyrion had watched Gendry since the promotion of Gendry. He was hunting while it happened. He started to wonder if there was more to Rae's claim to keep it quiet until the coronation happened. It not like he was Robert true born son with Cersei. Robb's eyes went wide for a moment. Could it be possible Robb questioned himself? Arya broke his train of thought.
"Why in the Seven Hells is he with the Lords of Vale," Arya yelled.
Robb took her arm leading her away from the crowd. They were in a darkened corner of a hallway. He knew she would not drop it. They keep it to the Lords and Ladies of Vale, Tyrion and his father that knew of promotion. It was at his father urging that Rae finally made her decision to promote him. And who was he to question her? He looked around making sure no was there.
"Arya" Robb started.
"Robb" Arya countered.
"What I'm going to tell you cannot leave here. Until it is announced, Gendry is with the lords of Vale because he is learning to be their Lord. He is now Lord Gendry Baratheon Lord of Vale, and Warden of East."
"Why," Arya asked.
"Arya, we need men in a position that we can trust. I know for sure that Rae trust Gendry with her life and lives of the people she loves. Otherwise, she would not take him with her when she got you and Sansa out of King's Landing. Besides, this way you can marry him," Robb teased at the end.
"I don't want to be a lady of Castle," Arya stated.
"The Vale is not as harsh as the north but Arya it is still harsh. It's not like Highgarden. Where you will have nothing to do but sew. Seven Hells I'm sure if you want to you can train with the men," Robb tried.
Daeny and Rae were in the chamber discussing gowns for the coronation. They were both dressed in flowy ethereal looking gowns. Rae's was a pretty sky blue color while Daeny's was a pale purple gown. They were looking over four gowns that were made for them for the event. Daeny touched a mostly black gown with red silk sleeves that were split at the shoulders. It had a silver metal collar that came around one's neck then did a v shape down around the top of one's breasts. The metal looked like dragon's scales. It had a silver smaller crown with rubies in the eyes of dragons on the crown. Rae's eyes traveled to a silver gown that would hug her body. It had white dragons and direwolves sewn into the bodice. The sleeves were flowy in transparent light ice blue silk. It was a gown she soon could not wear again. Part of her was drawn to it. But then her eyes traveled to other gowns present to her it was deep green it had more the gown that Lady Catelyn expect her to wear. It had tight long sleeves. The bodice had like a vest like fabric in same green color with dark brown fur lining it.
"That one suits you," Rae commented when she noted that Daeny was drawn to gown.
"And you sliver gown," Daeny said.
"Excellent your Graces," Tayla Tarlor said, she was the head seamstress.
Tayla nodded toward other seamstresses in the room. Some of them looked extremely pleased with themselves while other looked dishearten. Rae held up her hand halt them before they took away the green and red gowns that were present to them. She looked at the seamstresses she knew how much work went into the gowns. It was all for the honor of designing a gown to be worn by the queen or princess. She looked over to Daeny.
"Lady Tayla would be alright if we keep the other gowns," Rae asked.
Tayla nodded and looked to the other seamstress in the room. Now all of them wore a pleased look on their faces. She nodded her to head to Queen Raenera bowing slightly. They brought out other fabrics and designs for the wedding. Rae touched the soft purple fabric satin. It was beautiful. None of the designs were as elaborate as the coronation gowns. They did not want to upstage the bride. Sansa deserved her fairytale wedding. Daeny touched the gold-colored fabric. Right, when they were about to decide on the gowns Sansa busted into the room. She was extremely excited. In her hands was large box it housed jewels no doubt. Rae hoped they were from Smalljon.
"Look what Willas just gave to me to wear for the wedding," Sansa squealed.
Sansa opened the box. Rae's eyes went wide. She had never seen anything like it. It was a jewel-encrusted crown but it was different than a regular crown. It was designed to look like blue winter roses. Like the crown Rhaegar placed on Lyanna's lap all those years ago. It glittered in streaming light. All the other women in the room were excited and shared Sansa's joy. Daeny came over to Sansa with a smile on her face. She gently touched the crown. She placed it on Sansa's head. Everyone in the room clapped. It would make her look even more than the Princess of Winter that she was at her wedding. Rae hated to admit it but it did suit Sansa better than anything else. It would match her wedding dress. It was fitting since she was a princess of the North to married in the south. She smiled hiding her displeasure for Willas' choice of gift to herself. She knew it was anything but friendship gift. This was gift one gave a lover or one's own bride.
Lord Jaime sat in his chamber's watching offhandedly as Evalyne was getting ready. He sat on the bed staring really off into space. His mind was elsewhere. It was hard enough with telling Tommen the truth but how could he tell his daughter. Him having Joanna and Reyanna changed everything to him. That and when he told Tommen the truth was before he killed Tommen's and Myrcella's mother and his twin sister. Evalyne wanted to make a good impression on Myrcella. Reyanna and Joanna were with their nurses. Tommen was in his chamber that was nearby theirs. He was getting ready to see Myrcella. He asked Evalyne earlier if he could take his new kitten with him. Evalyne was trying to decide on which necklace to wear one were rubies while the other had emeralds.
"Jaime, which one to like better?" Evalyne asked.
"Whichever you want dear," Jaime said mundanely not looking over at her.
Evalyne turned looking at him oddly. She came over to completely forgetting the gems. She sat down on the bed near him. She placed her hand on his shoulder.
"Jaime my love what's wrong?" Evalyne asked.
"Nothing," Jaime tried.
"Jaime," Evalyne said.
"I'm going to ruin her life," Jaime said finally.
"No you are not," Evalyne reasoned.
"Yes, I am. I am going to tell her that her mother is dead. And I…and I…" Jaime started. He paused the next words hang in the air. His eyes locked with Evalyne loving eyes. He took both her hand in his kissing them. He bowed his head and shook it. Then he paced away from her; leaving Evalyne on the bed as he paced. "I'm her father and that fact in itself will destroy her future," Jaime finished.
"You think her Grace, Queen Raenera will not offer the same courtesy that she offer Tommen. To make him Tommen Lannister she will be made Myrcella Lannister," Evalyne said. She got up and walked over to Jaime. She stopped his pacing. She hugged him. When she pulled away she ran her hand down his jawline. "Besides I hear the Martells and care not if one is or isn't a bastard. They care only about the love they have for each other. And if what we hear is true. Trystane loves her. It will be fine. You have to have faith, my love. And if you want I will be with you when you tell her," Evalyne offered.
"It is enough that you offered," Jaime said kissing her.
Myrcella was packing the last of her belongings into her trunk on the ship. She wore a similar worried look that her father wore. She was very nervous about coming back to her once home. So much had changed since then. She had changed in that time. She now knew the truth. She could not believe that she could be so blind, to begin with. A knock sounded at her cabin door. It was enough to wake her from her thoughts. She looked over at the door with worried tears in her eyes.
"My flower what is wrong," Trystane asked coming over to her.
"Nothing Trystane," Myrcella said taking comfort in his arms.
Myrcella cuddled her body into his. He rested his head on top of her and held her tight to him. He pulled away enough to kiss her. They were lost in a passionate kiss for a time.
"Tell me, my love," Trystane asked again.
"So much has changed. I will have to face them. And I am worried about what they will think of me and how the relationships I once had have changed. What will my life be like after this," Myrcella revealed?
"Nothing has changed my doe, you will still be my betrothed. You will return to Dorne with us when we return," Trystane reassured.
Prince Doran sat on the deck of the ship looking off at the sea as they approached King's Landing. Aero Hotah stood close by him. He liked the fact that his son and Myrcella had grown quite close. He was truly looking forward to meeting the Dragon Queen.
"Do you believe the stories of her dragons my prince," Aero asked.
"My brother writes that they are real. Truly I am more interested in their owners. Then I am in the dragon themselves. My brother said she has the Targaryen fire in her. But she came be cold as northern Ice. That to me sounds like ice dragon more so then dragon queen," Prince Doran commented.
Prince Doran knew the stories of dragons like all children once knew. The last dragons were the size of a house cat. None of where the size of Balerion the Black Dread. And Dorne had held them off then. Raenera may have dragons but so did her ancestors and they did not swear fealty to them until much later. Prince Doran looked over when he heard the joined laughter of his son and his son's love. He watched them for a time. Suddenly a large shadow fell over the ship. It was followed by another shadow. It was broken apart by maybe a second of pure sun. A dragons' roar was heard above them. All eyes went skywards. They saw Selaera and Drogon dancing and hunting fish. They where join by Rhaegal, Rhaenys, and Viserion. Visenya was off by herself but still near the group. She had not taken to Viserion like Rhaenys had taken Rhaegal and Selaera had taken to Drogon. They all let out a gasp.
At the same place that Myrcella departed for Dorne. Tyrion now stood by Queen Raenera and King Robb. Prince Oberyn stood on Robb's side with his children. Ellaria was standing a ways behind him. Next to Rae was Daenerys and standing near Daeny was Jaime and Evalyne. Evalyne had her arms around Tommen's shoulder as excited looked for his sister. Prince Doran was the first to depart to the ship. He was followed by Trystane with Myrcella on his arm.
"Prince Doran, Prince Trystane, Lady Myrcella welcome to King's Landing," Rae stared.
"We are excited to see you all here for the coming events," Robb finished.
"May I introduce my sister Daenerys," Rae said gesturing to Daeny.
"A pleasure, we would not dream of missing the return of dragon on to the throne," Prince Doran said gracefully.
"Come you all must be tired from your journey," Tyrion said.
Later that night Edmure was in his chamber preparing for the night festivities. He knew his wife would arrive tomorrow. He was looking forward to seeing his beautiful rose and his son. That he had never met. His boy, he wondered if he took after his wife or would have the Tully red hair and blue eyes. He was lost in the images of the possibilities. Suddenly, he had feminine arms wrap themselves around his middle. He froze for a moment. Until he heard the feminine laughter of his wife. He turned taking in her appearance. His eyes traveled up and down her body before he locks his lips with her lips. It was a lust filled kiss. Her hands went around his neck.
" Margaery what do you want me to do with Garth," Loras asked from the doorway.
They broke apart from their lust filled kiss. She smiled up with sweetly. Before, she turned letting her hands drop from his neck. She went over to her brother taking her son from him. She kissed the top of his head. Loras kissed her forehead. He looked thankful for her gesture.
"I will see you later sis," Loras said.
"See you Loras," Margaery said smiling. She turned back to Edmure. He met her halfway. His eyes were wide with wonder as Garth tried to eat his own fist. Garth turned and looked at him when Edmure touched one of his curls by his ear. "My love and husband allow me to introduce your son Garth," Margaery said transferring Garth into Edmure arms.
The feast was in full swing. Prince Doran sat watching couples dance on that dance floor. Trystanne dance with Myrcella. Daenerys was dancing with his brother for now. He noted that Daenerys eyes never stayed on one man for very long. Meaning she was no closer to finding a husband then was before. Aero stood nearby him. Their eyes locked on Robb and Rae as the dance. Rae's laughter filled the room. He was still trying to figure her out completely. He was very good a reading people. But for some reason, he could not get a read on her. The one thing he could read seven hells anyone with half a brain could read was they were very much in love with each other.
"Aero what do you make of her," Prince Doran asked looking at Rae.
"She is not like your nieces that for sure. I would say she is like a flower but something in her eyes tells me there is more to her. An ever-burning fire that lurks just beyond the surface," Aero answered.
Ser Markas approach them. It was his night off. He was partaking of a lot of wine. Dorran nodded to Aero to let him come closer to him. Aero and Doran were both still leery about being in King's Landing.
"My Prince," Ser Markas addressed.
"Ser Markas you now are in the same place as you famous relative. You serve a Targaryen. Tell me what do you make of her," Prince Doran asked.
"She is strong yet at the same so fragile. She knows the meaning what it means to be a true queen and I have no doubts that she will make a wonderful Queen. I would not serve her if I did not believe in her. I also know she will do her duty to her husband and the Kingdoms," Ser Markas told him.
"You are telling me she will give him more children so shortly after having triplets," Prince Doran asked to clarify what Ser Markas implied.
Ser Markas knelt so he was near Prince Doran ear. So what he was about to say would not be overheard. He owed his loyalty to Queen Raenera and King Robb but at the same time, Prince Doran was his liege lord for all of Ser Markas career.
"My Prince I am telling you she is already with child again. It is not public knowledge yet. It has not been announced. I truly believe they are keeping it close to themselves until they are ready to announce it. I do not believe their Hand even knows that fact yet. But I recognize the signs. From my sister Aobrey and my brother's wife, Lady Milah. I have no doubt she will have another son," Ser Markas revealed.
Prince Doran took in that information. His eyes traveled around the room not revealing his shock. His eyes landed on the future of the Seven Kingdoms. Prince Torrhen was sitting on his grandfather lap. Lyanna and Lilliyan were sitting on Sansa's and Catelyn's lap respectfully. Prince Doran knew if he could influence the boy there was still hope for his master plan that was still in play.
"Is there any hope that Prince Torrhen will be foster in Dorne?" Prince Doran asked.
"I have no doubts that when the boy is older he will foster by others, to learn another way of ruling. But my guess would be the boy's Grandfather or if not him by Lord Jaime Lannister," Ser Markas said.
"They would pick a Lannister over us after want he did to her father?"Prince Doran asked angrily.
" Lord Jaime has been pardoned of those crimes. And he has earned his spot in Raenera's good graces. He is her sworn sword. Who better to raise her firstborn son than him? But the second son there is hope. With them being so close in age. And you and I know the world we live in," Ser Markas said.
"Thank you Ser Markas," Prince Doran dismissed him.
"No, thank you, My Prince, for allowing me to serve one such as her," Ser Markas replied
Ser Markas walked off leaving Prince Doran to his thought. He was making plans for the future.
Euron Greyjoy arrived that same night. He was meeting Dantis at the spot the raven told him. He paced in the cover of darkness. Dantis arrived with the bag still carrying the ice dragon egg around his body. He looked near death door but he was still alive.
"My King what is dead may never die," Dantis greeted.
"What is dead may never die," Euron replied moving closer to him.
Dantis produce the Ice Dragon egg. It sparkled in the moonlight. It was unlike anything Euron had ever seen. Dantis placed it back in the bag. He handed the bag to Euron. Euron smiled. When the bag was still in Dantis hand yet within Euron grasp he pulled it the bag to him. Thus pulling Dantis closer to him until Dantis was where he wanted him. In an instant, there was knife piecing Dantis's side. Euron pulled the knife out of Dantis side. He let Dantis drop to the sand coughing on blood as Dantis lung filled with blood. Dantis looked up at Euron in horror.
"You are no longer needed," Euron said off handily.