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Author Note: This chapter will have a time jump in it.
Rae stood by the dock watching dragon glass weapons being loaded on a ship bound for White Harbor. She was dressed in a black dragon-scaled armor dress. Jaerys stood by her side with Ser Markas dressed in king's guard armor. They watched as scorpions were loaded onto ships. Daemon stood nearby his hand on the pommel of his sword. Rae turned to head back to the Red Kept. The weight of the coming war weighed on her. Daemon came over to her. She smiled at him. Their understanding of the other had grown. A man dressed in all red with a large ruby hexagon broach on his tunic. His hair was dark red with haunting his pale green eyes with olive-tone skin. He was with a woman with black hair dressed in a red gown with a ruby hexagon choker around her neck. They approached her and Daemon, Ser Markas, and Jaerys all drew their swords protecting Rae. The man and woman dropped to their knees before her. They looked at her like she a shrine. Daemon noticed the look he had sinking feeling that this was a red priest and priestess.
"The Princess that was promised," The man said in awe.
"Azor Ahai" the woman addressed
"Your names?" Rae ordered.
"Vyran High Priest of the Red Temple of Myr, Your Grace," Vyran introduced himself.
"I am Kinvara High Priestess of The Red Temple of Volantis, the Flame of Truth, the Light of Wisdom, and First Servant of the Lord of Light," Kinvara introduced herself.
"Vyran, Kinvara I fear you are referring to my nephew," Rae told him.
"Are We? Who was blessed by fourteen flames of Valyria? Who has heard our Lord of Light? Who was blessed by the Old Gods of the North? Your nephew or you?" Kinvara asked.
Rae looked at them
in shock. Daemon looked at Rae to gauge her reaction. Rae moved forward walking away. She was not going to engage in this mess. She did not have time for this. She had dealt with the red woman she was not about to deal with a red man or red woman
"Your nephew may be destined to fight in the great war. But it is you who will lead the world after," Vyran yelled.
"Why have you come?" Rae asked turning to look at them.
"Lord of Light willed us to come to you. You need us to fight this coming war," Vyran explained.
Rae looked skyward and sighed. She had enough to deal with she did not need red priests. She was stressed beyond all reason. She had not had her moon blood in four moons. She wrote it off to the stress of coming wars with Night King and Daenerys. She shook her head turning to walk away not wanting to deal with this.
"Allow us to help you and your children both the four you have now and the twins you now carry," Kinvara called out.
Rae turned to look at them in horror. Her hand went to the slight swell of her belly. Daemon and the kingsguards looked in shock. Rae locked eyes with Vyran and Kinvara.
"Vyran, Kinvara take the ship to White Harbor, and I will see you again in Winterfell. Know this if you betray or lie to me you will feel the wraith of a dragon," Rae ordered.
"At once Your Grace," Vyran replied bowing to her again.
"As our Lord wills it so" Kinvara stated.
Grand Maester Davith was examining Rae. He looked unsure. There was no doubt that the queen was with child or children again. He was unsure of how the news would be received. On one hand, any child was a blessing but at the same time, they were preparing for war. A war with little hope of winning.
"You are pregnant three or four moons, My Queen," Grand Maester Davith told her.
"Can you tell if it is more than one," Rae questioned Kinvara's words ringing in her mind.
"I cannot at this time," Grand Maester Davith told.
"Thank you, Maester Davith," Rae addressed him sitting up.
Grand Maester bowed to her leaving her. Rae sat up as her maids came in to help her dress again. Her mind was thinking over everything that she knew and what was to come. She knew that Robb would not like her next move. But she knew that it would protect her children.
"Send for Lord Daemon," Rae ordered one of her maids.
"Your Grace," The maid said leaving the room.
Once she was dressed the maid left her. Rae sat her hand resting on the slight swell of her belly. She was now questioning how she would tell Robb the news. If what the red priestess told her was true, that she carried twins. It would be the second three-head dragon born with Torrhen, Lilliyan, and Lyanna being the first. Then Jaehaerys being the first head of the second it would be likely that it would be twin girls. She spied Aegon's dagger sitting on the desk. In her mind, she knew in an instant that would not be twin girls it would be a son and daughter.
"Lord Daemon as you requested," Ser Markas called.
"Send him in," Rae called.
"Your Grace," Daemon greeted.
"Walk with me," Rae said getting up.
They head toward the gardens. Daemon looked unsure why he was called to her side. Rae looked at him finally as they stepped outside.
"You know I saw Aegon I spoke to him. You remind me of him. I know with this coming war there is no guarantee who will survive. As it stands now, my nephew Jon will inherit my throne as regent until my son Torrhen is of age if anything happens to me. Then it was supposed to go to my sister Daenerys if the worst befell Jon. With his recent near-death experience and the death of Daenerys. I find myself worrying if the worst should befall myself, Robb, and Jon who would be regent. Who would care for and protect my children from this horrible game of thrones." Rae started. Daemon nodded his head. It pleased him that Rae told him that he reminded him of Aegon the conquer. But he was unsure where this was going. Rae took a deep breath as they round a corner of the gardens. Daemon's eyes went wide as his mind slowly caught up with what she may be implying. "I know you are a very skilled battle commander; you know how the game is played, and a great leader. I have no doubt of loyalty to your family. And I know you view me as your family so by extension my children are your family. Your sister is closer to my Hand than you are. I know the realm will not follow a woman's rule lightly. Especially, one with limited experience in ruling and who is unmarried when there are male heirs present. The only reason my rule is not contested is my husband has won every battle he has entered," Rae explained.
"You want me to be regent," Daemon said in shock.
"Yes, I trust you to protect them, guide them, and train them as you protect me," Rae further explained
It was at that moment that three-year-old Torrhen rounded the corner of the garden. He spied his mother taking over toward her with happy cries. Leaving behind his nurses. He was quickly followed by twin sisters Lilliyan and Lyanna.
"Mama" Torrhen cried.
Daemon looked up to see a three-year-old toddler with a mess of red curls and purple eyes who looked like a mini-Robb running toward Rae. Rae dropped to her knees as the boy throw himself at her. She hugged him tight as the boy let out happy giggles. The boy was quickly joined by two silver blonde-haired little girls with Tully blue eyes.
"Mama" Lilliyan and Lyanna said.
Daemon let out a gasp at the sight of two Targaryen-looking little girls. Rae looked up at him with a smile as she cuddled her triplets. Alys Umber followed behind the girls. Rae caught sight of her youngest. He had dark wavy hair when he turned to look at her with her purple eyes, he looked a lot like Torrhen with Rae's coloring. Torrhen, Lilliyan, and Lyanna parted so when Alys set the boy down, he toddled over to his mother. He was nearly a year old now.
"Mama" Jaehaerys muttered as he fell into her arms.
Torrhen pulled on his mother's sleeve looking over to Daemon. He noticed that Daemon had the same hair color as his sisters. Rae caught the look between Daemon and Torrhen, Lilliyan and Lyanna. Daemon knelt as Rae looked at him, so he was a similar height to the children.
"Cousin, there are my children. This is Prince Torrhen Stark, Prince of Dragonstone. This is Princess Lilliyan Stark, and this is Princess Lyanna Stark finally this is Prince Jaehaerys Stark Prince of Winterfell. Children this is our cousin Lord Daemon Blackfyre of Claw Isle," Rae said pointing out each of her children.
Torrhen eyed him as Lyanna hid behind her brother with her amethyst color gown. Lilliyan looked at him unsure in a sapphire blue gown. Jaehaerys was just happy to be in his mother's arms again.
"It's nice to meet you," Daemon said.
Starlight along with Balerion, Artemis, and Althea run up to the family. Rae smiled Daemon was at eye level with a direwolf. They were huge. The younger wolves were larger than normal wolves. Starlight moved closer to him. She was the size of a small horse. She nudges him with her large head. Causing him to nearly fall over. It caused older children to giggle.
"Allow me to introduce them. I am sure you saw Greywind. This is Starlight my direwolf. This is Balerion he belongs to Torrhen and this is Althea she belongs to Lilliyan, and this is Artemis she is Lyanna's wolf. They are pups from Starlight and Greywind," Rae explained.
"Direwolves and Dragons fitting for princes and princesses of the realm," Daemon said.
Lyanna came forward placing her hand on Starlight's back. She took his larger hand in her little one with child-like wonder. If Starlight did not kill him outright that Lyanna trusted him. Daemon allowed Lyanna to put his hand on the silky fur of Starlight.
"Pleasure to meet you," Lyanna said.
Daemon smiled at her display taking her little hand to kiss the top of it. Rae shook her head at the display. Lilliyan came forward taking her sister's arm. Daemon repeated the action to the second little princess.
"Lord Daemon," Torrhen said finally with a bow.
"My Prince," Daemon greeted.
"Can we see dragons mama," Torrhen asked?
Rae looked unsure. Jaehaerys cuddled into her chest and let out a little yawn. Rae patted his back. She looked at the faces of her older children.
"I could take them, your grace," Daemon offered.
"Ser Markas accompany Lord Daemon and Prince Torrhen, Princess Lilliyan, and Princess Lyanna to visit their dragons and take their wolves with them," Rae said rising to her feet with Prince Jaehaerys in arms.
An hour later, Rae looked down at her baby boy as he blinked awake. She walked over taking the gold and red dragon egg and bringing it back over to Jaehaerys crib. Jaehaerys patted the egg excitedly. Rae had a smile on her face.
"Grand Maester Davith said you needed to see me," Robb said.
Rae turned to look at him. Jaehaerys let out baby giggles. Robb came over wrapping his arm around her middle and looking down at his young son.
"A dragon egg," Robb questioned
"A tradition of the Targaryen family," Rae explained.
Robb nodded his head that made sense. Since they had twenty dragon eggs. Rae sighed she took his hand bringing it to the slight swell of her belly. His eyes went wide. He looked at her for confirmation.
"You're pregnant," Robb asked.
"The Grand Maester confirmed it. A red priestess tells me it will be twins," Rae told him.
"Twins," Robb said.
"Four moons along," Rae said.
"You cannot fight in this war," Robb said protectively.
"I fear we don't have a choice about me fighting in this war Robb," Rae said quietly with the knowledge that she would be there.
"The Dragons listen to me…to Jon… Seven Hells. They listen to Lord Daemon and Ser Jaerys. I will not risk you and the child or children you carry in this war," Robb growled.
"You know as well as I, I've seen him. The dreams I saw, tells me I must be there. At least let me travel to Winterfell with you. If I am not needed, I can leave on dragon back and send Selaera back to you," Rae reasoned.
"With any hope, the wall will hold them at bay, and we will not need the army we have amassed," Robb said.
"Yes," Rae said knowing the wall will likely fall.
Jon walked into the courtyard of Winterfell with Edmure and Gendry. Arya had come as well but after seeing the blood bath that was Daenerys death. She had decided to protect her mother, brother, and sister by going south to High Garden with Catelyn and Rickon. They would help see too and be with Sansa and baby Eddard Tyrell. They were on their way to oversee the tents set up for the coming army. The roars of dragons reached their ears. They looked skyward as Rhaegal and Rhaenys circled overhead. Selaera, Drogon, and Visenya were also spotted. They landed outside Winterfell. Jon ran out the main gate followed quickly by Edmure and Gendry. It was right as clearly heavily pregnant Rae was being helped down by Daemon off the back of Selaera. By Daemon's side was Jaerys he was dressed in lightweight armor clearly a Kingsguard.
"Jon," Rae greeted warmly.
"Your Grace, welcome back to Winterfell, may I ask where my brother is and who are these men?" Jon asked eying Jaerys and Daemon.
Edmure and Gendry had grim looks on their faces as they spotted Daemon and Jaerys near their queen. It was clear to them that Daemon and Jaerys had wormed their way very close to the throne.
"Robb will be here by sundown with the rest of our army. He did not want me to expose to elements any more than necessary. He thought it would be best if I arrived with dragons because it was faster," Rae started to explain moving closer to Jon. She motioned for Daemon and Jaerys to come forward. Jon eyed the men in distaste. It is clear as day that at least one of these men wants Rae. Jon looked over to Edmure and Gendry who both backed up as Daemon and Jaerys approached. "Robb asked I bring the other two dragon riders with me to protect me. Cousins allow me to introduce my nephew, Jon Targaryen Lord of Dreadfort. Jon these our cousins, Lord Daemon Blackfyre of Claw Isle and Ser Jaerys Blackfyre of the Kingsguard," Rae introduced.
"Welcome to Winterfell Lord Blackfyre, Ser Jaerys you must be tired from the journey. Rae, I'm sure Robb would like you to be checked over by our Maester being that you are how many moons pregnant?" Jon said coldly as he greeted Daemon and Jaerys but then turn warm as he talked to Rae.
"Seven and I will gladly see our Maester. Tell me has Kinvara and Vyran arrived yet?" Rae asked as Jon wrapped his arm around leading her into Winterfell.
"They are your red priests," Jon asked shocked.
"Not mine but yes, they are red priests. They claim their god sent them to help us," Rae explained.
Jon made his way back to the courtyard he was greeted by a Ghost and female direwolf that saved him. Edmure and Gendry were still in the courtyard. He did not know what to make of his cousins.
"What do think of Lord Blackfyre," Gendry asked.
"I don't know. He seems very close to Rae," Jon told him.
"That's nothing you should have seen him cover in blood bowing before her. He looks at her like goddess come to life," Edmure said.
"Even Robb knows that Daemon wants his wife, but Robb also knows she will never stray from him," Gendry said,
"Why would my brother allow him to get so close to her," Jon asked.
"Your guess is as good as mine. But I feel that she sees him as family. He is more a sworn sword than Jaime ever was," Gendry said.
"Jaime would try to speak reason to her. Daemon and Queen Raenera have a way of communicating without saying a word. All she has to do is look at him and look at her target and next thing you know the target is dead," Edmure continued.
Jon sighed looking skyward. Why in the seven hells did nothing ever seem to go smoothly. He noticed that Daenerys was nowhere to be found. Daemon was ridding Drogon. That had to mean that Daenerys was dead. Ser Jorah passed through on his way to the Wall to take the black. He had not said what had happened to Princess Daenerys. Only she was dead, and Rae was a true dragon. Whatever that meant. Edmure and Gendry when they arrived shed more light on that statement. They had retold how she had won a battle by destroying Daenerys army from the inside. All the commanders' heads were removed and now rested on spikes on the gates of King Landing. The only one that was spared that fate was Daenerys; whose body was lovingly wrapped in a Targaryen cloak and burned in dragon fire.
Tyrion, Nessa, Evalyne, and Lord Varys were having supper together. When Lady Alys Umber barreled into the room.
"My Lord Hand," Alys greeted.
"What is it Alys has something happened with the children," Evalyne asked.
"I was checking on young prince Jaehaerys when I noticed something happing with the egg that her majesty Queen Raenera placed in his cradle. It has started to hatch. The dragon that hatched looks nothing like any I've seen before," Alys explained.
They made their way to the nursery. Nessa let out a gasp at the sight of the baby dragon. It was gold in color with a blood-red horn. Its neck was longer. Its skull was more wolf-like than Selaera's. Its body was long a lankly curving around Prince Jaehaerys arm. It reminded her of the stories of Caraxes with the coloring of Syrax from the first dance. Tyrion watched as the young prince and dragon bonded. The boy giggle as the dragon blew smoke in the direction of newcomers like it was protecting the boy.
"It looks like the tale of Caraxes the blood wyrm," Nessa said in awe.
"That should be its name then," Evalyne said.
"It also has the coloring of Syrax," Tyrion explained.
"You are not thinking," Lord Varys asked.
"It would be my guess. The egg was laid by Syrax and fathered by Caraxes," Tyrion explained.
Rae was dressed dark red winter gown with black fur lining the collar. Her seven months pregnant belly was clearly visible. She walked into the courtyard as the men were preparing for the coming war. Her eyes found Jon standing near Bran in a wheelchair. Ghost was by Jon's side a light golden female direwolf that Rae did not know. Tormund caught her eyes she reminded him of Mace in the way she carried herself. He liked the fact she never requested them to bend the knee to her or call her queen. Rae's eyes met Jon's as Jaerys stood by her side.
"Your Grace," Jon greeted.
"Jon, who is this?" Rae asked pointing out the direwolf.
"She found me where I went under the water and led me to Bran and Mera Reed. She is a wild direwolf, but she refuses to leave me," Jon replied.
"She needs a name may I," Rae started Jon nodded his head. He had no clue what to call her. It was easy to name Ghost. "Shrykos," Rae suggested.
Jaerys eyes went wide. The golden direwolf looked at her coming over to Rae allowing her to sink her hand into her fur. Jon noticed the look on Jaerys face. He looked at him with a questioning look. Bran had a ghost of a smile on his face at the name.
"Shrykos is one of fourteen flames of old Valyria. She was the goddess of beginnings, endings, transitions, and doorways," Jaerys explained.
"Fitting that she where Viserion fell," Rae replied.
"Shrykos," Jon tried and the direwolf came to him.
Rae made her way over to Prince Bran. He looked at her with an understanding look. They understood what the other present meant. His eyes traveled to the red priests that stood off to the side looking at Rae and Jon in awe.
"Prince Bran Stark" Rae greeted.
"Your Grace," Bran replied.
"It is an honor to meet you," Rae said.
"The Gods brought you here for a reason," Bran stated.
"I understand that your brother doesn't want me to stay," Rae whispered.
Jon was talking to Tormund who noticed that Daemon had entered the courtyard along with Gendry and Edmure. Bran looked at her in shock. Bran and Rae's eyes locked. They did not seem to be noticed that Robb and the rest of the lords rode into the courtyard.
"You must be here. He wants me because I am the knowledge of old. He wants to destroy it. Destroy the world but he wants you to repopulate the world in his image," Bran reasoned. Rae nodded like she knew that. Bran looked beyond her to Robb. Robb looked at his brother and his wife. "If you separate us, he will separate his army to get us, Robb," Bran explained to Robb.
Rae turned a smile lit her face as she saw her husband. He dismounted making his way over to Rae. He kissed her softly his hand resting on her baby bump. He nodded his head to Bran. Ned looked shocked to see Bran still here.
All the commanders were assembled in the great hall of Winterfell. Rae sat near Robb. As they discussed battle plans. Daemon looked over to Rae as he listens to horse shit plans. If what King Robb told them was true, that the Night King wanted Bran and Rae. It was clear as day what they had to do. Use one of them as bait.
"If we can kill the Night King then his army will fall," Robb yelled.
"You will not get him alone. He has the numbers of wights to spare. We cannot count on getting him alone," Jon argued.
"What if we give him something he wants," Daemon called out. All eyes fell on him like he grew a second head and maybe a third head. Rae understood what Daemon was suggesting. And it could work. Her eyes met his with an understanding look. Her hand rested on top of her baby bump. "If what you say is true that Night King wants Her Grace and your brother. We use one of them as bait. We still fight them like it was not a planned attack. We will have one dragon watching over the bait. When the Night King gets close enough, we pick the bait on the dragon's back and fly away. The Night King will likely follow after the dragon. Getting him alone. Then and only then will stand of chance of killing him," Daemon explained.
"Tell me Lord Daemon who do you suggest I make bait my heavily pregnant wife or my brother," Robb growled.
"Forgive me Your Grace but we are at war, risk must be taken if we hope to win," Daemon growled back.
"As much I hate to admit it Lord Daemon is right. It is the only way," Jon agreed with Daemon.
"The Wall has stood for eons," Lord Edmure called out.
"Like dragons were gone from the world," Prince Oberyn called.
The room descended into chaos. The yelling and infighting were overwhelming. Robb looked to Jon and Ned as lost as to what to do. Rae could feel her temper coming to the surface. She slammed her mug on the table with a loud bang. She rose to her feet.
"Enough," Rae roared. It caused most of the eyes to travel to her. There was a fire in her eyes. This was the dragon that lurked behind her northern looks. Greatjon looked at her with a proud smile. Laena looked at Rae in shock this was a dragon. Daemon gave her an understanding look. Leana's eyes traveled over to Daemon. It was clear to her that Daemon had always seen her for what she was. She could see why Prince Doran fear her. It was like being in the room with Balerion the black dread. The room fell silent. "You all sworn to me did you not? You have seen what will happen to all of us if we fail. And you want to argue if the Wall could fall or not. I say after seeing my nephew being reborn in flames and brought back to life in those flames. Dragons nine of them hatched from stone eggs. And myself being unburnt as I was burned alive. And given the wight you saw. I say anything is possible," Rae reasoned her temper on fire.
"Queen Raenera is right the enemy will not wait out the storm he brings the storm," Jon agreed with her.
The Red Priests looked a Jon and Rae in shock. They had no clue that Jon had been reborn in flames. Daemon caught a look in Rae's eyes telling him she was not done yet. There was quiet mumbling. Robb turned to Rae he noticed the fire in her eyes.
"Rae" Robb started quietly trying to stop her.
"Anyone that still wishes to argue about whether the Wall will fall or not can go hide behind their stone wall. Pray that we lose for if we win this war. I will come for you with Fire and Blood," Rae growled as she stormed out of the Great Hall.
Daemon shook his head as Robb called out for Rae to stop. The uneasy look on many of the lords' faces was enough to make him smirk and laugh. They really had forgotten what it was like to deal with a dragon. That was what Raenera was a dragon born from ice.
"We will continue this later" Robb called out.
Most of the lords filed out of the room. Only Ned, Jon, Robb, and Daemon were left. Daemon made his way up to the high table where Ned, Jon, and Robb were talking among themselves. Jon was the first to notice Daemon approaching them. It caused Robb to look at him.
"Forgotten you dealing with a dragon?" Daemon laughed with a smirk on his face.
"Lord Blackfyre, she was always a dragon that could see reason," Robb argued.
"You are missing the point, Your Grace. She is a dragon. A dragon burns with fire sometimes that fire is too hot to be controlled," Daemon explained.
"She was never like this until she met you," Robb conquered.
"I'm flattered my king that you think I have that much sway over her. You have nothing to worry about even if the worst should befall you. She will never remarry. Your son will sit on the Iron Throne. Your line is cemented with your four children and the child or if the red priests are right children she is carrying now. Pregnancy makes emotions flare more. Once the child or children comes, she could be talked out of fire and blood. It is a fear tactic to make the lords fall in line. I would do the same," Daemon said.
"He is right," Ned stated.
"Many of those Lords tell us you are more her sword than Lord Jaime Lannister ever was. What do you say to that?" Jon questioned.
"Her Grace and I have an understanding," Daemon started. He glared at Jon. There was defiance in his eyes. His eyes then swung to Robb and Ned. There was a questioning look in their eyes regarding what said the understanding was. "We don't take kindly to traitors. Any person I have killed has been just that a traitor to the crown," Daemon defended.
"House Targaryen was known for producing great men and monsters which are you?" Ned asked Daemon point blank.
"I would like to think I'm both. Isn't that what we need right now?" Daemon answered.
"It is… Frankly, do you desire my wife," Robb asked.
"In a different world yes. I would want to be with her. But here and now I know where I stand with her. She sees me as nothing more than an uncle or elder brother. Know this if she was my wife, she never would have left King's Landing on this venture. But she is here now she will not leave. So now all we can do is try to protect her and hope that we are enough," Daemon replied.
Robb looked at Daemon seeing the truth in his eyes. Robb then turned to look at Jon and Ned. They both see the truth in Daemon's words and eyes. An understanding was reached between them. Robb still may not fully trust him, but they were on the road to that fact.
Rae stormed into the courtyard as the men were preparing for the coming war. She made her way toward the Gods Wood where the Hearttree was at. Starlight and Greywind by her side. She was on her way to seek guidance from the old gods. As she came upon the Hearttree. She was shocked to see Bran in his wheelchair in front of the tree. By him was Dark Sister resting against the tree. It was like he knew she would come.
"Prince Bran" Rae greeted.
Bran looked at her as Rae approached him. They locked eyes. There was an understanding between them that they could be their true self with each other. The many masks that Rae normally wore fell away. The emotionless cold matter fact man before her did not bother her as much as it did his family.
"I'm the three-eyed raven now," Bran said matter of factly.
"Yes, of course. You can see and hold our history and knowledge," Rae said
"Yes,"
"Then perhaps you give me guidance better than the old gods," Rae said
Rae came over to Bran. She knelt so she was at eye level with him. She knew it would be hard to get up from the ground, but she was going to pray anyway. So, kneeling next to Bran or kneeling before the Hearttree made no difference.
"Am I leading these men to their doom? Are my dreams from the Night King. Why am I cursed?" Rae questioned revealing all her fears.
"No. you are not cursed you are blessed. The Old Gods from the north and the gods from Old Valyria give you your dreams. Even my predecessor could not touch your dreams. The Night King once enter your dream when he spoke to you," Bran told her.
"Thank you, Your answers put my fear at ease," Rae said.
Rae's eyes traveled to the sword that rested by the tree. Bran's eyes followed her eyes. There was a knowing look in his eyes. He noticed the catspaw dagger on the belt of her dress. He had seen Blackfyre on her hip as they walked into Winterfell. He remembers seeing the five dragons fly overhead. He saw Jon and Robb's disapproval of her relationship with Daemon Blackfyre.
"It's yours perhaps you can return it to its old owner namesake," Bran said indicating the sword.
"I could," Rae said offhandedly.
"He would do anything for you," Bran said.
"I know, but you know I will never betray your brother I do love him," Rae revealed.
Bran and Rae sat in silence for a long moment. The snow was falling around them. The blood-red leaves fell to the ground. She took Dark Sister resting by her side. She knew she would be giving the sword to Daemon Blackfyre.
"Bran, can you tell us where they are now?" Rae asked.
Bran's eyes then went an eerie white color as he tried to find out where the Night King was. He came back to himself as the Night King spied him.
"East Watch. He is by East watch," Bran answered.
"Why would he be by East Watch," Rae asked.
A group of fishermen was fishing in the shivering sea near East Watch. There was an uneasy feeling among the men and animals that they saw in the sea. A storm was blowing in they could tell that much. One of the men noticed the normally unshakable nature of the wild ice dragons seemed off. They seemed more flighty than normal even with a storm blowing in. One of them even knocked a pale purple opal-like egg into the sea. Normally they would fly over picking up the egg from the sea. But they did not. In fact, they took off and flew in the opposite direction. The egg floated in waves over toward the fishermen's nets. The nets were being pulled up. The egg was caught in the net.
"The ice dragons are acting weird," One of the fishermen commented as the heaved the net up.
"It's like they can sense something coming," Another commented.
"Like a storm," younger fishermen stated.
" They never act like this when a storm is coming," A seasoned fisherman answered as they heaved the net onto the deck.
The fish were shorted and put in a holding area. The egg laid clear as day on the deck. The young fishermen came over picking the egg up. The older fishermen came over to him taking the egg.
"What do we do with the egg," The younger fishermen asked.
"We take it to the Dragon Queen, the Queen in the North," The captain answered.
The Great Hall of Winterfell was filled with people. They were feasting and talking and drinking. Rae was over by Lady Laena Toland. Robb was talking to Ned, Jon, and Bran. The Red Priests were standing near Daemon and Jaerys. They were looking at Rae than at Jon. Laena and Rae were talking and laughing about relationships. Rae's mind was still questioning why the Night King was near East Watch. Even as she smiled at Laena's comment. She could see why Daemon was taken by Laena. Laena was beautiful and charismatic.
"Do you have names picked out?" Laena asked
"Yes, if it's boys. We like the names Aegon and Eddard. And if it is girls. We like the name Ireyne and Alysanne," Rae replied rubbing her belly. Rae looked over to Daemon and then back to Laena. It was clear to Daemon that Rae had given Laena her seal of approval. "What about yourself…" Rae trailed as she looked back over toward Daemon her eyes were suddenly caught by a candle flame.
Rae was transported to East Watch. A storm was blowing in. Suddenly she heard a roar of a dragon reach her ears. She shook her head. Her eyes went wide with shock as she saw Viserion with glowing blue eyes being ridden by the Night King. Viserion then blew hot blue flames at the Wall. Rae sank to her knees as the Wall started to break. Viserion continued to blow fire at the Wall as the sound of cracking reached her ears. She watched in horror as the Wall came down in a shattering mass of ice and stone.
Rae let out a gasp as she was transported back to the Great Hall of Winterfell. Her eyes were wide with tears running down her face. She was white as Ghost's fur. Laena was trying to get Rae's attention. The Red Priests rushed over to her. That got Daemon and Robb's attention. Robb ran over to her. He knew from the look on her face it was not the baby. It was a vision. He reached her first. Daemon never seeing her having her dream was calling for a Maester. He thought it was her going into labor early. Both Daemon and Robb place comforting hands on her back leading her to sit down.
"Rae sweetheart," Robb started lovingly. She was inconsolable. Laena offered her a glass of water for her to drink. She locked her amethyst eyes with his blue pools. There was a heartbreaking look in her eyes. Robb cupped her chin trying to give her a reassuring look. "Whatever you saw it will be alright," Robb reassured.
"The Wall," Rae sobbed.
"What about the Wall," Daemon asked confused.
Rae collapsed into Robb's chest with a wail. She sobbed even harder. She now knew that she had unknowingly given the Night King an extremely powerful weapon. She hoped and prayed that he would not have the means to get Viserion out of the ice. Seven Hells she was wrong. Kinvara touched her back.
"The Lord of Light has shown you something. He has answered your question," Kinvara said knowingly.
"What question," Jon asked coming over.
"What he was doing at East Watch," Bran answered matter flatly.
The once somewhat joyous meal had turned cold and solemn as a sense of dread filled the room. For those who went beyond the Wall, it was clear what Rae had seen. Whether it already had happened or was coming or was currently happing Gods only knew. The eyes of all commanders and Lords met one by one. There was an understanding that arguing over the Wall falling or not was now a mote point.
Edd and Jorah and members of Night's Watch were in the dining hall of Castle Black. They were eating their supper before returning to their stations. Jorah looked at his goblet of ale by his stew. He noticed a rippling in the ale and then looked at his stew had the same rippling. The ground started to shake. Jorah and the rest of the men ran out into the courtyard as the ground rolled and shook. There was scream and yells and the sound of ice breaking. They looked in horror as the Wall that was not rock, or stone crumbled and exploded on either side of Castle Black. Edd and Jorah exchanged looks of dread. This could only mean one thing. The magic that built the Wall had been broken. They have to tell everyone now.
"We need to get to Winterfell," Edd yelled.
Author note: It coming to end. It most likely will be one chapter with at least one epilogue planned. I hope you like it.