DISCLAIMER: Chapter Prologue

Chapter rating: T

III

Rhaenyra woke from her fire dreams to see Robb already gone as she sighed, ever since Bran's fall he's been up before her and doesn't even wake her anymore to go. She used to go with him to sit with Catelyn and Bran or just visit them, but now he just ups and leaves. Valaena entered and sighed herself when she saw Rhaenyra sit up sadly, ever since the boy's fall, Robb would leave before his wife. "I'll get myself ready in a few minutes I am going for a ride today," Rhaenyra announced before Valaena could say anything. The woman sighed before pausing when she turned to leave.

"Will you be attending your duties today?" she asked as the girl stopped moving to leave her bed.

"Of course, Lady Stark is unwell and staying to her son's bedside, I am her substitute until she is well again," Rhaenyra spoke out, but her voice was dull, as though she repeated and rehearsed that line and got out of bed. "You're free to go Valaena," she dismissed the woman who frowned.

"My lady," she curtsied before leaving. Rhaenyra hated treating the woman who reared her like a servant but she didn't want to deal with anyone other then her husband at the moment. She walked away from her bed and to her eggs, opening the chest and started to light her candles. Rhaenyra didn't know why she felt upset about Robb not talking to her, it bugged her that he refused to even attempt to talk to her. She stared at her red egg while the candles burned, she looked to the fire she looked back curious. Her dream made her confused before she carefully picked it up, gently standing she walked to her fireplace and knelt down, laying the egg on her lap as she stared into the burning logs. Biting her lip she rubbed her thumb over her the scaled stone before lifting it and inhaled when she lowered it into the fire, she sat back and watched with curiosity. She swore she'd never try to hatch them but her dream made her nervous, Rhaenyra wished Robb was there so she could talk to him about them. But now she will go to the Gods to talk, hope for their answer, Sighing softly the girl snatched her egg before realizing what she just did with shock. This stone had been in the fire for a solid few minutes and she just picked it up without thought, it confused her before she shook her head to go and put it away. Once that was done she dressed in riding clothes, ignoring that she might be caught she snatched her old cloak to hopefully hide.

Rhaenyra sighed as she snuck through the hallways and to the stables, successful in avoiding everyone. She came across Corlys who perked up at her, knowing she'd be caught saddling her mare she carefully grabbed her rope and led her out, being as quiet as possible she made it out to the back where it led to the forest as she effortlessly climbed onto her mare before urging her on, unaware of eyes watching her.

III

Rhaenyra panted as she made it into the Godswood, she allowed Corlys to continue on her own pace but the mare continued at a quick pace. Her hood had fallen allowing her loose hair to fly behind her, she never rode her mare bareback but knew how to and Corlys knew how to move with a saddle less rider. "Good girl," she praised as the horse stopped at the Weirwood tree the girl was at less than a fortnight ago.

The girl knelt in front of the tree, she didn't know how or where to pray to the Valyrian gods, so she prayed to the Old. "I don't know where to start, first Bran's fall hurts my family, now my dreams last night portrayed something not possible, why?" she asked softly. "My husband won't talk to me, I don't know how to ask apparently. He's my best friend, I was raised by the Starks, that made Bran my brother growing up too and I can't express anything right," she continued unaware of another horse silently moving through the leaves and branches as Corlys perked up. But the moment Rhaenyra's ears perked up at the crunch of leaves and turned slightly to see Robb come in on Karn. "Hello Robb," she greeted as he sighed.

"Rhae, are you alright?" he asked, seeing the unsaddled Corlys who moved around, rope around her neck. He knew how sometimes when she'd just go for a ride out of the blue, Corlys would be unsaddled a few times, but most she'd be ready and tacked.

"I'm fine Robb," she mumbled turning back to the tree to finish her prayer, hopefully.

"Are you sure?" he asked as he paused behind her, he overheard her rant and felt upset with how he acted. He knew Rhaenyra hurt just like his family for Bran, she was there for the pregnancy and rearing of Bran Stark, the Wolf Pup, she so affectionately called him.

"I guess," she shrugged softly. It broke her heart to have to tell her husband of his brother's fall when he came back all smiles with a happy Theon, they're hunt had been good. He froze and barely spoke to her that night, holding himself up in Bran's room with his family, he hadn't meant to freeze her out at that moment but making sure his family was okay became top priority before he realized, she was his family now too. Literally as she was his wife and would be the mother of his children, she must have had a bad dream and had wanted to talk to him. He knew about her dreams as she told him since they started for her, he understood they seemed to happen randomly, she'd dream of another place or of the sky the clouds really, those though started only recently. "Aren't you usually with your family?" she asked as he came forward, their horses drifting closer to each other.

"I am with my family. My wife," he spoke softly, kissing her forehead softly. "You must be present today, everyone leaves," he whispered as she winced, completely forgetting about that with Bran's situation. "Maester Luwin says that the most terrible time has past. That if the Gods wished to take him, they would have already," he claimed pulling her closer as she laid her head on his chest. "I'm so sorry Love, I didn't meant to ignore you," he apologized while she closed her eyes laying her head on his shoulder now.

"Please don't do it again. We've been best friends since we were babes, always relying on one another yes?" she asked as he nodded, keeping eye contact when she looked to him. "We should return," she added making him frown.

"What was your dream about Rhae?" he asked as she shook her head.

"Nothing," she claimed as he stopped her. Leveling her with a look she sighed, carefully walking to Corlys and gently stroked her mane. "I dreamt of a blue-silver dragon in snow, destroying Winterfell," she admitted as his eyes went wide. "I have no idea what that means!" she cried softly as he quickly hugged her.

"Shh, shh," he shushed her. "It could be anything," he surmised, not knowing what to say to her. That's the first real dragon dream she's had, most have been of her in a desert, dry place and horses, at one time she described Pentos as a small child. Sitting on his father's knee while he and Jon listened, when she had placed everything Maester Luwin knew about, the boys believed her. "Come on. We will say goodbye to our family and you will go back and rest," he ordered as she nodded, she felt light headed the last few days and figured it was stress for trying to keep up with everyone these, along with learning what Ned wanted her to before he left. Rhaenyra sighed softly as he kissed her forehead, gently rubbing her back as they stood in the presence of the gods. Rhaenyra prayed to Old and New Gods that they'd all live peaceful lives.

III

The woman groaned as Arya growled and stomped around, throwing her clothes in piles on her bed while Nymeria carefully picked things up she dropped. Rhaenyra was still amazed how smart and quick these creatures were in learning things as she had seen Grey Wind hid when he was told to during one of their training moments. "Arya," the girl called out trying to stop her. "Arya," she tried again as the girl ignored her while Nymeria paused. "Arya!" the woman demanded making the girl pause. "What is going on?" the elder asked as the Stark child sighed gently while pausing to start folding her things.

"I don't want to go to King's Landing," the girl whispered softly.

"I know you don't She Wolf," Rhaenyra held the girl close when she started to cry.

"I want to stay here with you and Bran, be here for when he wakes. Why is Father dragging me with him to King's Landing? It is not like I am marrying the prince," Arya sneered making the girl chuckle.

"He is hoping you will turn into a lady. Though I feel like you will just bring the wild with you South my She Wolf," they laughed as the younger scoffed.

"That will never happen," Arya denied as the older chuckled while she continued to sway with her good sister and knew this might be the last time she sees the girl. "Sansa is over the moon for going to King's Landing to marry Prince Joffrey," she snarled as the other sighed.

"Sweetheart it's a match made by the King, your father could not really refuse. No reason it is a sensibil match, despite his glaring personality," the older mumbled making the younger giggle as both grinned. "Now, will you behave for your father? You can always write me if you have trouble," Rhaenyra smiled as Arya thought before nodded and embraced her good-sister once more.

"I will, I promise," Arya swore before Rhaenyra held her tighter.

"Alright. I need to go and visit your sister. Finish packing She Wolf," Rhaenyra kissed the girl's head before leaving. She walked down the hallway to Sansa's chambers, being careful in not running into the royal party who were going to and from to get everything ready for the march back to King's Landing. But many just greeted her as 'Lady Stark' before she made it to the redhead's room, the girl was sprinting about with Septa Mordane aiding her.

"My Lady," Septa Mordane greeted her student with a pleased grin, this girl was her most hardest project. Something she has told Ned herself, though with affection as the girl always made her laugh, "Arya is much easier compared to our future lady," Rhaenyra remembered hearing from the woman during her earlier childhood feasts. Now she stood as Rhaenyra Stark and would be when they all leave to go to King's Landing. "I take it you wish to spend some time with Sansa?" she asked as the woman nodded.

"Yes, Septa Mordane," she agreed as the woman nodded.

"Very well," Mordane claimed before leaving, Rhaenyra sighed softly when the woman left.

"Thank the Gods she is leaving the woman still scares me," the girl whispered with a playful giggle to the younger who smiled. "Are you happy?" Rhaenyra asked as Sansa nodded.

"I get to marry the Prince!" Sansa beamed, putting everything away with ease. Lady laid in front of her sitting chair, watching everyone do everything while the girls talked. "I cannot wait to hear you expecting! It should be soon right?" she asked as Rhaenyra's eyes widen a great deal.

"Sansa Stark that is a conversation I never expected from you," she admitted as the girl blushed.

"Well, I would think a babe by you two would be adorable," Sansa claimed as Rhaenyra shrugged.

"I do not know Sweet Wolf," Rhaenyra claimed as the girl nodded curiously. "But I would like a child that looks like Robb or a mix," she grinned as the white-haired woman folded with the girl.

"Maybe you can come and visit me in King's Landing," she started before stopping at the look her good sister gave her.

"I don't think I will be able to visit King's Landing after my family, but I would rather you come visit me so you'd be able to see your family too," Rhaenyra deflected as Sansa grinned and nodded. Together they talked, Rhaenyra didn't have as close a bond to the young girl as she did with Arya, but the young redhead had been so in love with Rhaenyra when they were children so the older had taken to caring for the girl as well. So the Targaryen woman helped Sansa get ready and ensure everything was done before she left and came across her husband. Robb held her as she embraced him, the fact that three of her family members are leaving.

"They're leaving," she whispered in his shoulder.

"Yes," he spoke as she shuddered.

"Jon?" she asked as he nodded, she knew he was going to the Wall to take the black, it broke her heart but she understood why. Once Ned leaves it'll leave Jon open to Catelyn's vicious onslaught.

"Come on Love, let's go," he ushered as they walked to Bran's chambers.

Rhaenyra sat at her desk feeling numb, she was brushing her hair out before bed and was now just sitting there, staring at nothing before a kiss to her head broke her thoughts. Robb was curious at his wife's thoughts when he noticed she was completely blank after calling her name, he checked and kissed her temple to see if she'd wake and she did with a start as he chuckled.

"My Love please come to bed," he asked as she nodded, laying her head on his hands that cupped her face when he knelt in front of her. Eyes filled with concern and fear as she smiled softly.

"I am Robb," she promised as he took her hands gently before falling backwards and before he could she mounted his hips, carefully gripping him and settled on him as he gripped her hips.

III

Rhaenyra was reading a book in the library for information, her experiment alarmed her more than anything. "My Lady," Maester Luwin's voice made her jump as she looked up from her book, a grinning Baela and chuckling Maester were watching her as she closed the book with a defeated sigh.

"Thought so," Baela smirked before coming forward and retrieving the books to go take them to her lady's chambers. With the royal party gone Baela could go back to her original duties, though Theon claims she enjoyed her time off, the woman would not say anything.

"Is something wrong, have I missed an appointment?" Rhaenyra asked as she stood.

"No, My Lady. But you must sleep, Robb has been all over searching for you," he commented before going to head out before waiting for the girls as they joined him. Baela, refusing to allow her lady to take her books, fit them snugly in her arm, Michalla, the library's caretaker offered other books that looked like the ones her Lady had been looking at. The older woman had known the girl and her friends were obsessed with the past of Valyria since they were children, Winterfell didn't have that many but had quite a few in depth books about the heritage.

"You should have seen Robb," Baela grinned as she walked alongside her best friend. "He was all up and down the hall looking for you," she claimed as the other chuckled softly.

"He is a worry wart," the married woman claimed softly, a tiny frown on her face.

"Robb cares for you My Lady," Maester Luwin commented as he led the girls a head, they grinned as they entered the castle.

"If I'd let him he'd stick himself to me or rather have me stuck to him," Rhaenyra growled softly as Baela smirked.

"He loves you Rhae," she whispered softly as the other smiled gently. "So what were you doing in the library so long?" Baela asked curiously as she peered at the books. Her curiosity usually got the better of her when she was meant to be a silent woman, but she was also a nosy person as told by Jon when she snooped around him forever.

"Nothing, just reading," Rhaenyra claimed as they entered the castle. She didn't want to tell anyone yet, not until she was sure, she did not want to sound like a Targaryen supporter just after she married.

"You sure?" Baela asked her friend, knowing she was hiding something.

"Yeah," Rhaenyra smiled before asking for her books making the handmaiden frown. "It'll be okay, go rest for the night. I will be needing your help tomorrow quite a bit," the woman grinned softly as the younger nodded, a small giggle leaving her throat.

"Fine, go deal with your husband," she ordered pushing the stack into the girl's hands, Maester Luwin who had watched the entire conversation with amusement and chuckled at the end before their lady waved them off to bed or to rest until they do.

"She is acting different," Maester Luwin started giving off a soft hum as they both walked together.

"Do you think it means anything?" Baela asked as she walked beside her teacher.

"I am sure it's nothing," the elder paused, frowning. During his sessions with Rhaenyra, he's noticed her dreams are shorter in description and she would pause before talking. "It could be just stress or sudden nerves, you know how she can be," Maester Luwin spoke as Baela smirked with a chuckle, they paused at the junction of the hallway.

"Of course I do," she grinned as they parted. "Sleep well Maester Luwin," she called out softly and entered her own chambers as Maester Luwin walked to his chambers.

Rhaenyra sighed as she walked to her bedchambers, she was nervous with approaching Robb as she had been hiding in the library. Grey Wind was sleeping outside her door when he perked up at seeing her, she smiled and gracefully knelt, stroking the furry ears of the wolf. Shushing him when he whined, she entered as he got up to join, having waited for her it would seem. He wasn't the only one, Robb was sitting at his desk before looking up relieved.

"Where were you?" he asked worried as she smiled, lightly setting her books down on her desk before approaching him. She sat on his lap as he encircled her waist before she pressed a kiss to his lips as kissed back.

"I was in the library Robb, you act as though I have not seen you all day," she joked when they separated. He sighed softly before laying his head down against her shoulder.

"I'm sorry," he murmured as she giggled softly. He smiled at the sound and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "What were you doing in the library?" he asked as she paused, biting her lip before sighing and sat up.

"My dreams," she admitted as he frowned.

"Why what's wrong?" he asked worried.

"It was that dragon dream. I was nervous so I wanted to see if I could find anything that would explain but I have nothing so far. I even sent word to Uncle Aemon to see if he knew something," Rhaenyra claimed, knowing that she had worded it in a certain way her blood would understand.

"Rhae," Robb tried as she sighed. "Your family has been having dream since before the Doom, we all know the stories," he frowned as she nodded.

"I know. But that one just made me worried, as far as I know Winterfell has never been attacked by a dragon in the stories. Never," Rhaenyra shook her head as Robb rubbed her hip. He reclined against his chair, she leaned into him.

"It could be just an omen," Robb tried as she sighed.

"It wasn't just the dreams I was looking for Robb, it was also something that happened with the eggs," Rhaenyra spoke before she tried to get up only for Robb to stop her with confusion in his eyes.

"What? What happened with the eggs?" Robb asked worried as he started to sit up.

"Nothing really it's just, you remember when our family left, that morning I had that dream and I stared at the red egg. I placed it into the fire," she admitted making his eyes widen. "But after a few moments I took it out… with my bare hands," she whispered that last part making him scoff.

"What?" he asked. It was so weird but it was slowly tying everything together. Her dreams were starting to morph to dragon ones, before she just used to dream of another just like her.

"I know," Rhaenyra huffed, finally freeing herself as Robb tried to keep ahold of her. "It sounds so ridiculous and somehow impossible. But it's true." The Targaryen woman didn't blame her husband for not believing her because she would have claimed them crazy had she not seen it with her own eyes.

"Rhaenyra," he called out making her stop. He approached her before turning her carefully but she still refused to look at him. "I do believe you. I believed the dream you told me about, I believed you when we were kids just like Jon and Theon. But the egg did not burn you?" he asked worried more about that as she looked up and showed her unharmed hands.

"Nothing," she smiled. "I was looking for a way to hatch them," she winced as he chuckled in disbelief. "But I would never actually try one, especially if it I lose one of the eggs," she looked forlorn to the chest carrying her precious items.

"I know," he kissed her forehead. "Come. Let's go to bed," he urged as Rhaenyra nodded giving a soft smile.

"Will you help me undress My Love?" she asked as he grinned.

"Of course My Lady," he agreed before she pressed another kiss to his lips.

III

Rhaenyra was walking through the courtyard with Baela they were checking on everything and making sure that everything was set right after the King's people. Robb was going through his own duties as Catelyn continued to sit with her second youngest, Summer sitting with her too. Rickon was usually clinging to the girl's arm or Robb's leg. Shaggydog was usually tied up as he was unruly despite the teenagers' attempts to teach the boy some manners as with the wolf. "Lady Stark," a guard called as she looked from talking with the other woman. He approached the women with a note clutched tightly in his hand, it was unbroken as she saw a Targaryen sigil. Her sister. The guard gave her the item before leaving as the girl opened it to read the message.

"Rhae, I have married the Khal. He is large, quite large in fact. It hurts when he lays with me and Viserys is getting worse. We are heading for Vaes Dothrak soon, I hope the letters still get sent there too, Dany." Daenerys was no doubt already heading to her husband's village, she would ask Maester Luwin where Vaes Dothrak was when she sends the letter.

"From your sister?" Baela asked as Rhaenyra nodded before walking away while rolling the parchment back up. "So what do you want to do today? Mother and Lynara didn't have much for you to do but review the accounts." But when her Lady winced the girl laughed.

"I'm avoiding those because that is not my best spot," she was never really taught those, Robb excelled in those things while she could interact with the guests and the people. He knew the castle maintenance better like his father while she could work with the people better.

"Well how do you think you get better?" Baela asked as the girl grumbled softly. "Come on," they journeyed back to the castle and into the girl's room so she could change. Rhaenyra froze though she told Baela to stay quiet to the woman's confusion. "What is it?" she mouthed. Rhaenyra silently signaled for a guard who came instantly and stayed quiet as he inspected the room before reassuring the lady it was safe and even stayed while the women cautiously checked.

"Someone was in this room I know it," Rhaenyra announced as the guard tensed.

"You are positive My Lady?" he asked before giving the order.

"Yes," she claimed producing an item of her's destroyed and even found an old toy of her that was shredded, it had her house on it. Baela felt horrid that someone had broken in and grateful that they weren't in there.

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End of chapter hope it was good!

~Rusty14~