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Author Note: I originally planned to only have two more chapters but in course of writing this chapter I come to the determination that it will likely be three to four chapters. I hope you like this chapter this is the start of three or four.
Queen Raenera stood in the center of the dragons. She was dressed black winter gown with red scaled accents. She was singing an old Valyrian song. Ser Barristan watched her as he stood guard. It reminded him of Rhaegar singing in flea bottom.
"Drakari pykiros
Tīkummo jemiros
Yn lantyz bartossa
Saelot vāedis
Hen ñuhā elēnī:
Perzyssy vestretis
Se gēlȳn irūdaks
Ānogrose
Perzyro udrȳssi
Ezīmptos laehossi
Hārossa letagon
Aōt vāedan" Rae sang in High Valyrian (1)
This was Rae's way of dealing with what she saw. Lord Daemon approached with Ser Markas beside him. Selaera curled around her body like it was a dance. Drogon followed Selaera as all the dragons one by one curled around her in a dance.
"Ser Barristan," Ser Markas greeted his Lord Commander.
"Lord Blackfyre, Ser Markas," Ser Barristan greeted.
Ser Markas looked at Rae as she sang to the dragons. Daemon moved closer to Rae. He was greeted by Drogon and Visenya. Ser Markas had looked at her oddly like he was trying to understand what she was doing. Ser Barristan took pity on him.
"She is just bonding with the dragons. She is trying to calm down," Ser Barristan explained
"Hae mērot gierūli:
Se hāros bartossi
Prūmȳsa sōvīli
Gevī dāerī" Daemon joined in her singing in High Valyrian (1)
Rae looked over at him as he joined her. She had a true smile on her face. As the song ended Daemon looked around as she petted Selaera's neck. He noticed a sword resting on a rock near them.
"You wanted to see me, My Queen," Daemon addressed.
"Yes," Rae answered. She moved closer to Dark Sister. She picked up the sword. She met Drogon's eyes behind Daemon's head. She moved back over to Lord Daemon. She placed Dark Sister in his hands. Daemon examined the sword. He realized what this sword was. He knew she had Blackfyre he had helped them get it to give back to her. But how in the Seven Hells did she get this, he questioned in his mind. "A few days ago, the meeting about the coming war. You made me realize. You are the only one that truly understands the war we fighting. And how this war is truly war is won and fought. So, Lord Daemon of House Blackfyre Lord of Claw Isle, I name you to my small council. I hereby name you Master of War by order of Queen Raenera of House Targaryen and Stark first of her name, Queen in The North, Queen of the Andals, the Rhoynar and the First Men, Lady Regnant of the Seven Kingdoms; Protector of the realm, the unburnt, Mother of Dragons." Rae formally announced.
"Thank you, Your Grace. I'll do my best to live up to the honor you bestowed on me. But have to ask. Is this Dark Sister?" Daemon asked in awe.
"It is, you have done so much for me thus far. And I trust you. You are family. So I am returning part of our family legacy to you. Ser Brandon Rivers took it beyond the wall. Jon and Prince Bran returned it to me. And I returning it to you. One of Targaryen's blood," Rae started. Daemon went to argue with her. She placed her finger on his lips. It was enough to stop his arguments in instant. "I have Blackfyre and gods willing Prince Torrhen will one day inherit it when he becomes King. Eddard Stark, Robb's Father, has Ice and one-day gods willing Prince Jaehaerys will inherit it when inherits Winterfell. Jon has Longclaw and I am sure he passed it down to his children one day. I find it only fitting to give the sword to the eldest son of House Blackfyre. In other words, you. May it serve you and your sons well in all wars to come," Rae finished.
"I am not worthy of this honor," Daemon told her.
"You are. I know many will question everything between us. You are the closest thing to a brother I have since Robin Arryn died. He was my adoptive brother," Rae paused. As they made their way back toward Winterfell. A dragon does not care for the opinions of the sheep they ate sheep. Rae thought with a ghost of a smile on her face. Daemon strapped Dark Sister to his belt then fell in sync with her. Ser Markas followed behind the pair. Daemon looked like he was ready to say something as Rae continued. "You have taught me more of our family histories and gods in the past few months than I learned from my sister in years," Rae told him.
"Your Grace…" Daemon started.
"I know when we started you had impure intentions. And may even think about taking Robb's place beside me. I'm not blind or naïve. I will be the first to admit in the beginning I used you as well. Used your clear desire for me to get what I wanted or needed," Rae confessed. Daemon looked at her in shock. There was honesty in her eyes. This was not a mask she wore. This was really her beyond what the rest of the world thought of her. She truly was Tessarion made flesh in his eyes. They made it to the courtyard of Winterfell. Kinvara and Vyran were talking with Vellella in hushed tones. All eyes followed the pair. Many of them thought that Daemon and Rae were having an affair not one of them had the gull to say it to her face. Rae ignore the look as she lead him through the courtyard heading toward the Gods Wood where the heart tree was located at. Daemon noticed how she inspired awe and fear as she passed by. She seemed unaffected by it. There was a sadness in her eyes that Daemon caught. Her hand went to the swell of her belly where her child rest. She looked at Daemon. Laena was training with Jon. "I have done this before. But once that purpose was served I let those people go back to normal life as if nothing happened. But I find myself being drawn to you even after that purpose has been served. I found myself seeking your knowledge and time. I wholeheartedly agree with you and Lady Laena if that is what you truly want," Rae told him.
"She is no you," Daemon admitted.
"Daemon," Rae scolded him.
"She could very easily make me very happy," Daemon continued.
"In another world or time, I would have agreed to marry you in a heartbeat. But I love Robb and I cannot betray him," Rae revealed. They came before the Hearttree. Her eyes met the bleeding eyes of the tree. Daemon came to stand next to her. "I have married him in eyes of Old Gods of the North and in the Faith of Seven," Rae told him.
"What of in the way of Old Valyria," Daemon asked.
Rae looked at Daemon as what he said sank in. Ser Markas stood at the edge of the clearing giving them peace to pray. He knew that Rae worshiped the old gods. He did not know what gods Daemon worshipped nor did care to find out. Daemon caught her staring at him with a smirk on his face.
"I was not aware of any Valyrian priest left in Westeros," Rae told him.
"I could marry you…both," Daemon told her painfully. It was like he was letting part of her go. But at end of it all, he knew he was doing the right thing.
"Daemon," Rae started.
"All it will take is a goblet of wine, ribbon, and dragon glass that we have loads of. If you want to leave the rest to me," Daemon explained.
Rae and Daemon exchanged looks.
Tyrion sank into his chair in his chamber in Tower of Hand. In his hands was a raven's scroll. His hands were shaking as he looked over to Lord Varys. Lord Varys had a grave look on his face. Tyrion read Ser Jorah's words as his hands shook when the gravity of what has happened sank into his bones and mind. Lord Varys and Tyrion exchanged looks the room had a solemn feeling filling it. Daenessa and Evalyne came into the chamber laughing and animatedly talking about wedding dress designs and other wedding plans for Tyrion and Daenessa's upcoming marriage. Evalyne hand rested unconsciously on a slight swell of her belly. She was barely four moons pregnant with Lord Jaime's third legitimate child. And second pregnancy with her after the twins. Nessa noticed something about the room. She met Tyrion's eyes.
"My Lion what is wrong," Nessa asked coming over to his side.
Nessa placed her hand on his shoulder. Lord Varys looked out on the city four smaller dragons circled overhead. There were no words that could help this situation. Tyrion eyes met Evalyne's. She instantly knew something was majorly wrong and it most likely dealt with the war that Rae hinted at so much. Evalyne's eyes pleaded with Tyrion to tell her.
"The Wall has fallen," Tyrion announced
Evalyne gasp then sank to her knees in tears. Her mind went to her husband and father or her children, adoptive, the twins and one she now carried. Seven hells, her mind then went to her brothers Samwell and Dickon who would be likely fighting in this war. Finally, her father's face filled her mind. She could feel herself starting to lose it.
"Sister are you…" Tyrion started.
Daenessa ran from Tyrion's door grabbing a Red Cloak. The soldier looked at her in shock. Lord Varys turned in time to watch Lord Jaime's wife lose consciousness. His eyes travel over her body he noticed a slight swell of her belly. She was pregnant. That information could very lead to her miscarrying.
"Get a Maester," Daenessa ordered.
Daenessa was one of the very few that knew of her soon-be-good sister's pregnancy. Even Lord Jaime did not know yet. Evalyne had found out shortly after his departure to the North. And this was not something one could send in a raven's letter. Nessa rushed to Evalyne's side holding her close.
"He will be alright have faith in your gods," Nessa reassured her.
Daemon and Rae made their way back into the courtyard as a group of fishermen came riding into the courtyard. They were instantly stopped by the guards. One of them spied Rae being guarded by Daemon and Ser Markas. Even though they never saw her before. But they instantly knew who she was. They looked at each other before nodding toward her. They all dropped to their knees in front of her.
"Your Grace, My Queen. I am captain Lurs Whaile. Forgive us for the intrusion but we come from the Shivering sea. On our last fishing haul before the storm blew in. The ice dragons, that call the Shivering Sea home, were acting extremely strange, even abandoning an egg something that never do. We can not think of any place or person better to bring it to than the Dragon Queen and Queen of Winter, My Queen," Captain Lurs Whaile explained.
Captain Lurs produced a pale purple iridescent ice dragon egg. The light of torches and the fading sun made each scale shine brightly like a pale amethyst stone. Daemon had looked at Rae at Captain Whaile calling her Queen of Winter. He had not heard her call that before. In his mind, it likely stemmed from her being Queen in the North. Rae nodded her head to Daemon. He moved forward with one hand on the hilt of Dark Sister. It was like he was ready to strike down anyone. But all the same for some reason he was drawn to the egg. As he took the egg it was not like the fire dragon egg he held when Rae was deciding on the egg for Prince Jaehaerys. He could feel the cold radiating from within the egg. He examined the egg before he head back over to Rae. He handed the egg to her. As she touched the egg; in a flash, she saw a teen female with silvery blonde ringlets and pale caramel skin. Before she was transported back to the present. She had a ghost of a smile on her face.
"It's like Snowstorm's egg," Rae told Daemon. She turned back to the fishermen and their captain. She motioned for the guards to lower their weapons. She moved forward offering her hand to the captain to help him up. His dark brown eyes met her amethyst eyes in awe. He took her hand as he rose to his feet. "The crown thanks you for service and for providing food to us and your families. The egg will be cherished. Come you must be hungry from your journey. You will have a place of honor at our tables and beds if you desire one," Rae offered.
Daemon had a smirk on his face. This was exactly how someone won love and respect yet at the same time inspired fear. Raenera was a true queen.
Grand Maester Davith came out of Evalyne's chambers. He was met by Tyrion, Tommen, and Lord Varys. Daenessa and her lady maids were in the chamber with her. Maester Davith motioned for Tyrion to come away from Lord Varys and Tommen. Tommen in the few years he had been with Evalyne and Jaime and grown into a lovely human being and really did look a lot like Jaime. He loved his baby sisters. Lord Jaime had arranged a marriage that even Tywin would love for his grandson. Tommen was now betrothed to Lady Shireen Baratheon. They both seemed very happy with the match. They had taken to exchanging raven letters to get to know each other better. Tommen understood that Evalyne was not his biological mother but she in many ways was closer to him than Cersei ever was.
"How is she?" Tyrion asked.
"She is in great emotional distress. She is four months pregnant. I have done all can to keep the pregnancy viable it is in the gods' hands now," Grand Maester Davith said
Tyrion took a deep breath. He looked over to Tommen as his mind when to Joanna and Reyanna. They were in the nursery with Princes Torrhen and Jaehaerys and Princesses Lilliyan and Lyanna. Tommen met Tyrion's eyes as he came over to stand by his uncle's side.
"Will Lady Evalyne be alright?" Tommen asked.
"It is in the Gods' hands now," Tyrion answered truthfully.
Tommen had tears welling up in his eyes. Tyrion placed a comforting hand on his back. The weight of what was happening all around them.
Robb and Jon came running to the Gods Woods where the Hearttree and the pond were located. Ser Jaerys followed behind him with Greywind, Ghost, Shrykos, and Starlight in the lead. They came to a stop in front of the Hearttree. The area around the Hearttree was lit by torches. Daemon stood near Rae who was completely fine. She was dressed in a gown she wore to for party at Last Hearth after the birth of Prince Jaehaerys. On her head was Queen Alysanne's crown that was burnt with her. Jon and Robb exchanged an unhappy look at Jaerys as he walked over to Daemon. Daemon nodded to him handing him the goblet of wine. Robb came over to Rae took her hand walking away from the group for a moment. Jon fixed a glare at the brothers. Jaerys knew that probably should not say what he said but Daemon told him to get Robb there by any means necessary.
"Sweetheart are you alright," Robb asked his hand traveling quickly over her body.
"I and the baby are fine my love," Rae reassured. She leaned up and kissed him. He returned the kiss. He glared over at Daemon and Jaerys. He had him so worried about her. Jaerys had a guilty look on his face. His eyes traveled to Daemon. Rae's hand along his jaw causes him to look back at her. "There is something I want us to do. Don't be angry at Ser Jaerys he only did what I asked," Rae told him.
"What is it my queen," Robb asked lovingly.
"When we first married it by the ways of Old Gods of the North. The ones that both you and I worshipped. Then when we took King Landing, we were married by the High Septon of Faith of Seven. Now we face our greatest enemy. I would like to marry you in the way of my ancestors in the way of Old Valyria," Rae explained.
"How is that even possible," Jon asked in disbelief.
"I can do it" Daemon explained.
"My love, my king, what do you say," Rae asked.
"What does this marriage entail," Robb asked Daemon and Ser Jaerys.
"You will look at each other. The Groom, you, cut his lip with dragon glass. And draws the symbol for blood on the bride, Her Grace's, forehead in your blood. . Then the bride cuts her lip with dragon glass and draws the symbol for fire on the groom, your, forehead. Then the groom cut his palm with dragon glass and the bride does the same. They joined their cut hand together we tied them together. They both drink from a goblet of wine with your joined blood in it. Normally a priest, in this case, Daemon will recite vows in High Valyrian," Jaerys stated.
Robb looked between Jon and Daemon then finally his eyes settled on Rae's face. There was a look on her face of pure love. She knew this was a lot to ask of him. Her hand which was not being held by his hand rested on the swell of her baby bump. She bit her full bottom lip and gave his hand a squeeze. Robb looked down then looked at the eyes of Hearttree.
"You really want to do this, sweetheart?" Robb asked.
"I wish to be married to you in all the ways possible. But it is more than that. Aegon's dream tells me a Targaryen must sit on the Iron Throne for us to win. And I do but you are not of Targaryen blood and we share the Iron Throne. But with this ceremony…" Rae explained her voice trailing off after the ceremony was said the mean was clear as the night sky.
Robb understood and pulled her into a kiss. He rest his forehead against her when he pulled away. He took a deep breath turning back toward Daemon.
"What is the symbol for blood in Valyrian?" Robb asked.
Daemon came over to them. He looked at Robb and then at Rae. She nodded her head. Daemon then drew the symbol on Rae's left cheek. Robb followed the action on her right cheek causing her to giggle. Robb nodded his head. Robb then followed Daemon to stand in front of Hearttree. Jon took up a place on Robb's side. Rae came over to stand next to him with Jaerys on her side. Robb and Rae turned to look at each other. Daemon then handed him a dragon glass blade. He hesitantly cut her lip before handing the blade to her. She cut his lip with no hesitation. She touched her cut lip getting blood on her finger. She reached out with the not blood cover finger to remove a curl from his forehead before she drew the Valyrian symbol for Fire on his forehead. Robb touched his cut and drew the Valyrian symbol for Blood on Rae's forehead. Robb then took the blade and cut his nondominant hand knowing that he will like be fighting with the dominant hand shortly. He hand the blade to her and he cringed as he watched her cut her hand. Their blood poured from the cuts. They joined their cut hand together. Jaerys took the goblet from Daemon. Daemon came forward wrapping a red and black ribbon around their joined hands. Their blood joined as one dripping onto the virgin snow cover ground. Daemon tied the ribbon as Jaerys caught some of their blood into the goblet of wine.
"Blood of two joined as one. Ghostly flam and song of shadows. Two hearts as embers. Forged in the Fourteen fires. A future promised in glass. The stars stand witness. The vows spoken through time of darkness and light." Daemon said in Valyrian as Rae took a drink from a goblet and handed it to Robb. Robb took a drink from the goblet before he handed it back to Jaerys.
Robb could feel the magic and power joining them together. The five fire dragons circled and roared overhead. He felt even more connected to them than ever before. Robb leans forward locking lips with Rae in a lust-filled and passionate kiss.
Ser Jorah, Edd and all that remained of the Night Watch looked skyward as they saw five fire dragons roar and circle overhead. They spared their horses fast toward Winterfell. The full moon and blanket of stars were slowly being covered by clouds rolling in from the direction of East Watch.
Rae, Robb, Jon, Jaerys, and Daemon made their back into the courtyard. Jaerys and Daemon were a couple steps behind the happy couple. Robb and Rae were acting like lovesick teenagers. They could feel the magic of blind their blood running through them. Jon did not know what to make of what he witnessed his hand sank into the fur of Ghost. A cry went up alerting the party in the courtyard of riders being spotted. Guard closed rank around the royal party. Ser Jorah, Edd, and members of Night Watched galloped into the courtyard of Winterfell. Robb and Rae looked shocked to see the members of Night Watch ridding into Winterfell like they were on fire. Jon's eyes went wide at the look of horror on Edd's face. Jon made his way over to the party. Ser Jorah dismounted and made his way over to Robb and Rae. He dropped to his knees. Edd look skyward at the dragon as they roared. The stars were slowly being covered by a blanket of clouds as they rolled in. Jon put his hand on Edd's shoulder. His eyes met Jon's.
"Edd what happened?" Jon asked.
"Your Grace" Ser Jorah started.
Rae looked Ser Jorah in the eye. Her eyes started to well up with tears. Daemon's hand went to the hilt of Dark Sister at Rae's reaction. It was like he knew something was majorly wrong.
"Jon, The Wall has Fallen," Edd explained.
"What do you mean the Wall has fallen," Jon asked
"My Queen, Raenera it brings me no joy to have report this to you. But what Ser Edd reports is true. We lost many men that were on top of the Wall when it collapsed" Jorah reported.
"The Wall collapsed" Rae whispered in horror.
Rae and Robb exchanged looks. Then Robb's eyes went to Daemon and Jaerys. He pulled Rae closer to his chest. He kissed the top of her head. There was cold determination on Robb's face.
"Alert all the commanders and Lords. Triple the watch on the walls. Jon, do we know how far off they are?" Robb ordered.
"They should be here at the latest by noon tomorrow and at the earliest by sun fall," Edd answered.
"As of this moment we are at war," Robb growled.
"The only war that matters," Rae growled. Daemon and Robb caught a tone in her voice. Daemon and Robb looked at her. They could see something in her eyes on her face. They knew that she saw the wall in her dreams. Jon caught the tone in her voice as well. He made his way over to the group. Rae's free hand sank into Starlight's fur. Greywind was by her other side offering his strength to her. Rae looked at Robb and Daemon tears falling down her face. "He has Viserion," Rae revealed.
"But…" Ser Jorah started to say he was killed.
"like the bear," Robb answered.
"He will be hard to take down," Jon stated.
"Alert Ser the Bronn of Blackwater. I want scorpions watching the sky. Tell him if Viserion is spotted he is to remove him from the sky at any cost." Rae ordered the guard. He bowed and ran off to quickly do what she bid. Daemon had a smirk on his. Jon and Robb looked at her in shock. " If Dorne could take down Queen Rhaenys on Meraxes then we can take down Viserion with an inexperienced rider," Rae ordered.
"He will have to be killed with Dragon glass or Valyrian Steel Bolt" Jon tried to reason.
"Why do you think I had dragon glass bolts made," Rae explained.
"You knew this was coming?" Jon asked in horror.
"I knew it was possible. I prayed to any that would hear my prayers that would not be needed but at the same time, I prepared for it Lord Targaryen," Rae stated turning to glare at Jon.
Daemon came over to Rae's side. He placed his hand on her right shoulder. Jon looked at her. The more he thought about it was a move that a ruler would make. He knew that she knew he was not happy. But the happiness did not win wars. Moves like that one she just made did. As much as he hated being in the dark he respected her for preparing for something possible. He even respected Rae for finding a sword that would anything for her. Robb, Seven Hells, and even Jaime would question her. Daemon just agreed with they both had dragon blood them. If she decided she was going to burn King's Landing to the ground Daemon would be right there by her side doing it along with her. He could almost see part of that recklessness in himself.
Fire breather
Winged leader
But two heads
To a third sing
From my voice:
The fires have spoken
And the price has been paid
With blood magic
With words of flame
With clear eyes
To bind the three
To you I sing
As one we gather
And with three heads
We shall fly as we were destined
Beautifully, freely.