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An: I am sorry it took longer than I originally intended. I hope you enjoy it.
Ser Jorah and Daeny were doing their nightly check on dragons before they went to bed. Jorah and Daeny were walking arm and arms outside Winters town heading towards the forest clearing where the six dragons now called home. She was dressed in a white fur cover dress with red accents. The fur was sewn in a way to make look like dragon scales. The northern people still were not trusting of her.
"Any word on the Second Sons," Daeny asked as they entered the forest.
"Your Second Sons will be in Westeros in a fortnight. I believe they will be landing at Dragonstone," Ser Jorah told her.
He looked at her trying to understand her motivations and plans. He knew he claim it was to help with the coming war. But part of him wondered what coming war she was really talking about.
"Good," Daeny started. She looked at him with a questioning look. He and she continued their walk toward the dragons. She wore a look that was more calculating in nature. He could more see that look on Rae than his sweet Daeny face. Even then Rae seemed to be able to hide her calculating nature better. It was only in her eyes that at the time he could see it. Not like Daeny who seemed to wear the look across her whole face. "Do you think you could get me more sellswords?" Daeny finished.
Ser Jorah dropped her arm. He shook his head in stock that filled.
"Why would you…" Ser Jorah started to ask as a deafening roar of dragons sounded.
Daeny and Ser Jorah exchanged looks before bolting toward where the dragons were at. Daeny who was closer got their first with Ser Jorah only arriving seconds later. Visenya and Rhaegal and Selaera were already in the sky flying farther northward. They by the time were nearly over Winterfell. Rhaenys was in process of taking off as Daeny and Jorah looked almost dumbfounded. She was quickly followed by Viserion. The only one still on the ground was Drogon. But even he seemed to be on edge and really wanted to leave and follow the other dragons.
"Where are they going? What is that direction?" Daeny asked Ser Jorah in rapid-fire.
Drogon offered Daeny his arm to let her climb on his back. Almost as if he was trying to show her the answers to her questions. Drogon knew that Raenera need Daenerys now. If she did not climb on his back soon; he would pick her up and fly. Ser Jorah quickly processed everything that was that way. There was Last Hearth…The Wall. Seven Gods the Wall.
"Gods the Wall is that way. Seven Hells something has happened," Ser Jorah started catching up to what was happening.
Daeny met Ser Jorah's eyes as she started to climb on Drogon's back. There was a clear understanding. Very soon the Stark army would be heading to the Wall. Whether it was at daybreak or within the hour.
Tormund was standing around a campfire with his fellow free folk in the gift near Castle Black. They were all drinking and laughing. The moon was light beside the fire of a campfire. They were reliving and recounting tales. Then suddenly the clear night sky and moon were blocked out by large shapes. A deafening roar sounded and was quickly echoed by other dragons. They looked skyward seeing the belly scales of Visenya by firelight.
"Ice Dragons," One of the Wildling said.
Tormund nodded slapping the older black-haired wildling on the back. They all nodded in agreement. They had all seen ice dragons before. In fact, they scouted had found out the Night King had three of them in his control. Yes, they were farther inland than they had seen them. But then their thoughts and knowledge that were ice dragons were blown out of the water. When one of the dragons lit up the night sky with red flames blowing fire as all six dragons made their way to the Wall and more precisely Castle Black.
"Vigvir, that's no ice dragons," Tormund said in awe.
They quickly took note of where they were heading. They nodded their heads grabbing their weapons to investigate what was happening at Castle Black.
Sam and Edd were awaking by a commotion in the courtyard of Castle Black. They quickly grabbed their weapons heading towards what they assumed was a wildling attack. What greeted them was something very different. There was Ned, Robb, Ser Barristan Selmy, and Stark and Umber soldiers fighting men of the Night Watch. Ser Allister was in the thick of it. The courtyard already looked like it was painted red. Edd and Sam exchanged looks when they spotted a cross. Kneeling by the cross was Queen Raenera. She looked frantic she was working to try to stop the blood from pouring out of the body of Jon. Rae had tears running down her face. Her hands were coated in blood. Blood had darkened her dress to a nearly black color. There was even blood on her neck. There was a fire in her eyes that Sam had never seen before. Edd and Sam exchanged looks as the loyal Jon men of Night Watch entered the fray. Sam came over to Rae but was stopped by Starlight. She had blood on her muzzle. A scratching sound followed by a mournful cry echoed from where Ghost was held. She met eyes with Sam and nodded her head. That was when he noticed the blood-covered star necklace on her neck it looked like a bleeding star. Sam ran over and let Ghost out. Ghost instantly pounced and ripped the throat out of Olly. Sam then came back over to Rae. He also franticly tried to stop the bleeding. A loud bang sound caused Rae and Sam to look away from Jon for a moment. Her eyes met the eyes of a giant for the first time and a party of wildlings.
Tormund noticed a woman kneeling trying to care for Jon with a crow. Two large direwolves seemed to be guarding her along with Ghost all over them had blood on their fur. They were fighting like a pack. There was a very growing large pool of blood surrounding them. The wildling started to enter the fray on the side of Stark and Umber soldiers. The sound of the clashing of swords and weapons echo throughout the courtyard. A roar of a dragon made Ser Allister and the other murderers look skyward. At that moment Ser Barristan and Robb forced Ser Allister to his knees as Jon took his last shuttering breath. The dragon that up until this point had not come out came out in Rae. This was like the betrayal of Frey's all over again. Only this time she will not be persuaded to show them mercy. She placed her head on his chest crying. She muttered a prayer to old gods and the gods of seven. She reached her hand up shutting his eyes. Blood now on her face, Fire and Blood, her family house words echoed in her mind. She would give him fire and blood.
"Move his body" Rae ordered Sam. He nodded and motioned for others to help him. She rounded on the traitors. There was a calmness in her rage. At that moment Dorgon landed letting Daeny off. Before taking off again circling Castle Black with the other fire Dragons. She rushed over to help Sam. She had never truly seen this side of Rae. She stocked toward Ser Allister. They met each other eyes. He noticed the fire that burned in her eyes. Many had swords to their throats. "You have no clue what you've just done," Rae told him calmly.
"He was traitor of his vows" Ser Allister raged trying to break out of the hold of Robb and Ser Barristan Selmy. "He allowed Wildlings into the North," Ser Allister yelled.
"I ordered that. He was just doing as I ask of him. Tell me Ser Allister were not a follower of the Targaryen and believed that Rhaegar should have been on the throne not Robert," Rae roared. She stared off loud and got softer as she slowly came to the center of the courtyard directing her rhetorical questions at Ser Allister. Tormund and the rest of the Wildlings looked at her in shock. They thought she ordered the death of Mance Ryder. Why would see order for them to be brought into Westeros? Her eyes met Robb's eyes. He nodded his head dropping Ser Allister to the ground. He motioned for Ser Barristan to do the same. Robb ordered the rest of the men to let the murders go. Robb came over to her. Ned stood on the other side of Robb. He knew something was up. She lifted her eyes skyward. Daeny stood in the doorway where they house Jon's body. Rhaegal came down and landed right next to her. She put her hand on his neck. Some of the murders took a step back. Ser Allister was trying to stand his ground. Many of the other murderers dropped their weapons and dropped to their knees. "You just killed Rhaegar's son heir to the seven kingdoms. That's why we are here in the first place. To tell him that he made vows under false pretenses, so they are null and void." Rae said.
"Dracarys" Daeny yelled.
Rhaegal started to breathe fire. Rae caught the eyes of Tormund. As much as she wanted to them burn, she could not after what was done in her name to Mance.
"Keligon" Rae roared nearly instantaneously.
Rhaegal stop blowing fire. Ser Allister and other murderers' clothes were only singed. Most of them patted their clothes off and put out the flames. Ser Allister even for a moment looked smug. But that was short-lived as she turned to Robb and Ned.
"What is justice in North," Rae asked.
The one from White Harbor went white as a ghost. Ghost came over to her. Robb's hand went to his sword. The Stark and Umber soldiers moved forward again. She turned and walked towards the room where Jon's body was with Ghost by her side along with Greywind on her other side. Before she entered the room Tormund stopped her. They regarded each other for a time. He looked her up and down. She did the same to him for an instant before returning to looking him in the eyes. He returned his eyes to hers.
"You know the free folk will never bow to you," Tormund told her.
"I never asked you to or expect you to. I know no words can make up for the life of Mance Ryder. But I want you to know I never ordered his death. The man who murdered him head now rests on a spike in Kings Landing," Rae told him.
"You know we have to burn his body," Tormund told her his eyes told her so much more.
"And we will after these turncoats are dealt with a pyre will be built," Rae said entering the room as Ned removed Ser Allister's head.
As the door shut Rae sank to the floor tears pouring down her face. She curled into her belly. As so many emotions fought inside of her. Sam looked over at her with concern on his face. He knew she was heavily pregnant this many emotions were never good. Starlight came over and nudged her arm. She wrapped on arm around Starlight's neck. Greywind did the same thing on her other side. Ghost trotted over to her. He pressed his nose to her belly.
"Why did you stop them," Daeny asked in rage.
Rae sighed lifting her head. She used Greywind and Starlight to help her to get to her feet. She regarded Daeny for a time. It was clear as day that Daeny was not happy with her. Rae ignored her displeasure walking over to the table where Jon's body was being cleaned by Sam. He had started to remove Jon's clothes. Rae's hand ran over his chest. She cringed as she touch each wound.
"Fire and Blood does not solve everything," Rae started. Daeny looked at her in shock for a moment. Daeny came to the other side of Jon's body. She looked down at the man who she thought would be her husband. Maybe she could marry Oberyn now, that Jon was dead Daeny thought. Rae took pity on her as she explained. "There are wildlings out there. Who's king was murdered in my name by being burnt alive. If I allowed it; I'm no better than Ser Tirius Serrett. Who's head now rest on Spike in King's Landing." Rae tried.
"But surely showing a dragon might in…" Daeny tried to argue.
Rae understood Daeny logic. It was clear Daeny did not understand Rae's logic. As much as Rae may rage for what has happened to Jon. She could not be that person. Ghost came over to Rae looking up at her nudging her hand. Her fingers sank into his fur.
"I am not our Father," Rae snapped.
The door opened again and Lady Valaena and Vellella entered them. They were both dressed in their nightclothes and heavy fur-lined cloaks. Ghost growled at their arrival. Greywind and Starlight just pace at end of the table.
"Your Grace, forgive us," Val started. She paused noticing the state that Rae was in. She moved closer to Rae concern very much present on her face and in her amber eyes. Ghost calmed down as Greywind and Starlight let her pass to get to Rae. She looked Rae up and down. She touched her shoulder in a caring manner. "Seven Hells are you alright," Val asked concerned.
"I am as well as I can be. What has you in such rush Val, Vellella," Rae asked.
"Oh, I and Vellella awoke to the commotion and knowing that you are heavy with child. We went to your room to make sure you were alright. When we got there…" Val started.
"We found a baby dragon," Vellella finished.
Lady Val moved her cloak enough to give Rae the baby ice dragon. The ice dragon instantly latched on to Rae's blood-soaked dress and let out a little cry. The second she touched the dragon and, in all reality as soon as she saw it. She knew it was the ice dragon egg that hatched. She ran her finger down his little back. The dragon slowly curls himself around her neck. His little headrest by the star necklace on her neck. Rae's mind slowly caught up with her. The Ice Dragon had hatched at the same time that Jon was killed. Rae's amethyst eyes went wide as she looked at Jon and felt the cool body that currently was curled around her neck.
Rae and Robb were in their chamber getting ready for Jon's funeral. His shoulders were slummed his hand rested over the window looking out at the falling snow and the dragon circling over Castle Black. The blood is still on his sword that rested by him. Edd had brought Longclaw to Robb and Ned as Rae had Val help her change. It rested by the dragon eggs. Rae had changed out of the blood-soaked gown. She was now in a black northern style gown it had scooped neckline and was lined in grey fur. There was a direwolf in the center of her chest. They had cleaned the blood off themselves the best they could. Lady Val and even Vellella tried to convince her to take off the blood-soaked star necklace. Rae had refused. Her dark hair was down in loose curls. Baby ice dragon still clung to her shoulder. Rae moved over to Robb resting her hand on his back.
"Are you alright," Rae asked rubbing his back.
"I'm fine… the men that did this are dead justice has been served," Robb reasoned stoically.
"Robb," Rae tried again.
Robb turned and looked at her. Tears tracks were on both of their faces. Leaving salt-like tracks down their faces. She pulled him into her chest and allowed him to show his emotions in this safe place. They both questioned every individual decision that led them to Jon's death.
"I should have never let him leave Winterfell," Robb growled.
"We don't know if that would have changed anything," Rae whispered.
Robb looked up at her amethyst eyes. His blue eyes rimmed in pink. There was a guilty and hurting look in her eyes. Robb brought his hand to her chin.
"I never should have ordered the wildlings brought passed the Wall," Rae cried tears pouring down her face.
"You are no more to blame than I am. Jon took vows," Robb explained. He kissed her gently. There was a salty taste on her lips. They held each other for a time. The pulled apart tears still flowing down her face and the guilt looked in her eyes. "If Jon did not believe in what you ordered he would not have done it," Robb told her knowing Jon in a way that Rae could not know.
A knock sounded. They both started to pull themselves together. They nodded to each other.
"Yes," Robb called.
"They are ready, Your Graces" Ser Barristan stated opening the door.
Daeny and Ned stood by the door. There were tear tracks on Ned's face, but he wore the same stoic look on his face that Robb now had. Robb picked up Longclaw. Daeny spied the three stone dragon eggs by the sword.
"We should burn them with him, he was our nephew after all and a dragon," Daeny reasoned.
Rae turned back to the eggs. She looked at them for a time. Three will rise one will fall echoed in her mind. She nodded her head to Daeny. Daeny came forward taking two of the eggs in her hands. Rae picked up the egg that Torrhen had found.
The courtyard was covered in smoke-like mist from the heat of flames that illuminated the courtyard and lightly falling snow. The courtyard was filled with the Stark, Umber, and wildling soldiers along with the loyal men of Night's Watch. The Stark and Umber soldier parted as they entered the courtyard. Sam stood by Edd who held a torch to light the pyre. Jon's body was laid in the center of it. That sight alone was enough to cause tears to come to Daeny eyes think of Khal Drogo. The ice dragon moved to circle Rae's neck causing blood cover to leave behind a bleeding star from him moving the necklace. It was as the passed Tormund. Rae and he met eyes. He slightly bowed his head to her. She returned the slight head bow to him. Jon was completely dressed. Ghost, Greywind, and Starlight were circling the pyre almost like they were guarding it. Ned stopped he kept a straight back and stoic look on his face. Ser Barristan stood by his right. Robb stepped forward placing Longclaw on Jon's chest in his crossed arms. The wolf pummel was placed in a way it was in his sword hand.
"I'm sorry Jon. You were a brother to me. It does not who your father was. We are brothers," Robb told him.
Robb turned taking a deep shaking breath trying to keep his stoic mask up. He caught Rae's amethyst pool with tears lingering on lashes. He looked to Greywind and Starlight and then his eyes found Ghost. Ghost red eyes met Robb's Tully blue eyes.
"Greywind, Starlight, Ghost to me," Robb ordered.
Lady Val stood by Vellella she was staring at the flames. They stood by Tormund and the wildlings. Ghost came over and stood in front of them. Robb took his place by Ned with Greywind taking his place near Robb and Starlight taking up his spot near Ned. The soldiers closed ranks as Daeny and Rae stepped forward. Daeny came forward placing two dragon eggs by his leg. Daeny came back standing by Ser Barristan. Rae bowed her head. She came forward placing the last egg next to the other two.
"Good brother or nephew you would have made great king," Rae said to Jon.
Rae held her head high as she walked back to Robb. She nodded over to Sam. He moved forward.
"His name was Jon. He came to us, Jon Snow. He became a Stark in his time here. He came to us from the North. A sworn brother of the Night's Watch ever faithful. Lord Commander came and went during his service. He was the blood of the dragon, but now his fire has gone out. And now his watch is ended," Sam said.
"And now his watch is ended," The men of Night Watch echoed.
Edd light one corner of the pyre. Edd handed Ned the torch. Ned lit another corner of the pyre. Ned handed the torch to Robb. He took it, he looked skyward and then met the eyes of Daeny then Rae.
"Dracarys," Robb yelled dropping the torch in the snow leaving smoke behind.
Visenya was the first dragon to pause overhead to blow fire on the Pyre. Selaera and Rhaenys and Rhaegal followed suit. Drogon and Viserion followed suit. Soon the pyre was engulfed in flames of dragon fire of six dragons. The smell of salt from tears and smoke lingered in the air. Once pyre had been burning for a time. Most of Stark soldiers, Umber, and men of Night watch had retired. Leaving only the wildlings and royal family and Sam in the courtyard. Robb and Ned turned to retire Robb with Rae when a faint cracking noise was heard. Daeny and Rae exchanged looks. Their eyes questioned if they heard what they thought they heard. Rae stopped in her tracks looking back to the flaming pyre. It caused Robb to turn back.
"What is it sweetheart," Robb asked.
"Just wait a moment more," Rae pleaded.
Robb held her close to his chest with a sigh. Daeny came over to her and Robb. Vellella smiled at the flame. Lady Val was on Robb's side that Rae needed rest. Dragons' cries were heard overhead. They were echoed by the baby ice dragon on Rae's neck. Starlight looked skyward and let out a mournful cry which was echoed by Greywind and Ghost. At that moment a gasp was heard as the snow made the fire of the pyre die down a bit. Jon shot up with a burning sword in his hands. Three baby fire dragons, one dark grey with sand accents, one sapphire blue with silver accents, and the last one amethyst purple with dark blue accents were climbing up his now nude body.
Author Note: Keligon means stop in high valyrain. Let me know what you think Jon's title should be? And what last name he will choose to go by; Targaryen, Stak, Snow?