DISCLAIMER: Chapter prologue. OH MY GOSH I'M SO PISSED AT EP04!

Chapter rating: T

VII

A howl made Rhaenyra surge awake along with her husband while it was still black out as the hatchlings sat on her lap, looking alert and squawking at her. Grey Wind was pacing back and forth as Rhaenyra stood half-asleep, she quickly pulled her robe on and pulled her hair to the side as her hatchlings climbed on top. Robb had put his boots on as the pup whined and scratched at the door.

"What is it Grey Wind?" he asked softly and gently touched his wolf's back before the creature snarled and scratched the door harder. "Alright, alright," he soothed before looking to Rhaenyra who nodded, cradling Alysanne who hadn't fully clung to her like her sisters, Rhaella on her left shoulder and Rhaenys on her back. Her violet eyes held worry and concern. She knew those were Shaggydog and Summer's howls and Grey Wind was getting worse.

"Open the door," she suggested as he nodded back and held it open so the direwolf could run out faster as Rhaenys cried out at his disappearance. Carefully the two followed while they saw the two smaller direwolves sitting and howling loudly, Grey Wind joined as he sat beside them. The lord and lady though saw why, a small party returning with a guard who had left with Ned, a small box covered, but too small for a human and with the wolves, they knew it was one of their sisters. Robb quickly jogged down as the hatchlings watched with small trills, they watched as the men talked to Robb who frowned and lowered his eyes before nodding and motioning to the lichyard. Rhaenyra frowned as she watched the trio of brothers continued with their howls as Robb came back and pressed a kiss to her forehead as the hatchlings chirped.

"What is it?" she asked.

"Lady. Nymeria attacked that twat prince on the road and disappeared, so the Queen ordered Lady to take her place. Father refused to allow her to use the pelt before ordering them to bring her back and have her buried with our people," he spoke softly while she shuddered.

"They were meant to protect the girls South; one's dead, the other gone," Rhaenyra truly believed in the direwolves being meant for the Stark children, like Jon said.

"They're still safe. Father wouldn't let anything happened to them and King Robert is his closest friend," Robb tried to soothe his wife, hugging her gently while encircling the dragons too. Alysanne simply lowered her wing over his arm while Rhaenys shifted to his shoulder when her mother pressed into Robb's side.

"But like you said Lannisters can't be trusted," she spoke watching the trio of brothers mourn for their sisters, she was slowly starting to realize how in danger her family was in now. "And now they've gone into the Lion's Den, few wolves and stags that are prey," she frowned as he rubbed her back while Rhaella trilled softly, nudging her cheek with her own.

"I know," he mused softly. "Our only hope is that they will be kept safe by our people," he hoped as she nodded as they stood there waiting for the wolves to be silent.

VII

Rhaenyra groaned when she awoke to something nudging to her face, blindly she reached about to move whoever it was before sharp pain quickly got her fingers. Her head jerked up and saw Rhaella who was waving her tail back and forth, her teeth still latched to her hand. Quicker she yanked her fingers free and smacked the baby's hind making her shriek in alarm of being reprimanded, it made Robb jump behind her as she retracted her hand to see bloody fingers, tiny as they were there fangs were just like Grey Wind's, sharp little fuckers.

"What happened?" Robb asked, still half asleep as he sat up fully. Softly he took her hand as the other two and Grey Wind approached the bed, Rhaella was coiled in on herself while looking to her mother in caution.

"She bit me," Rhaenyra claimed softly while examining them with a wince, there were a few puncture marks on her tips as Robb got up to retrieve a cloth dipped with water. He quickly returned as Rhaella trilled before being shoved back by Robb, he was irritated with the hatchling who squealed angrily. But Grey Wind quickly nipped the hatchling himself as she turned on him with her sisters shrieking to her. Softly he dabbed at her fingers as she hissed, he anchored her wrist so he could clean it.

"Why?" he asked.

"She was nudging my face, I swatted at her without knowing what it was and she latched on," Rhaenyra sighed, tired still. "They're probably hungry," she surmised before taking her hand back as it was cleaned before new blood started to appear. Getting up she snagged some clean cloth before wrapping her fingers in them.

"They need to know better," Robb growled.

"They're babies, also they're not like Grey Wind. Dogs and wolves listen better," she spoke. They were barely two moons, still the size of the cats they have around the castle. It was only recently that they've been able to start gliding around, they didn't have the strength to fly yet. Robb smirked as he watched her, she just sounded like his mother when Rickon had gotten into Sansa's toys and broke a doll, he had only been three at the time. Both his parents explained that he didn't realize how fragile things were, now he realized it was the same thing with the hatchlings, they don't know yet. He saw Rhaella still coiled on the bed, watching her mother, he figured she was staying there until her mother told her to move. She grabbed the tin before dangling the piece in front of Grey Wind who ate as the hatchlings watched, she gave a soft whistle to call the dragons who got to the ground and climbed up the braided rope Valeana had created for them. Rhaella came up slower, last and sat watching her mother who sighed and stroked the red hatchling's nose as she trilled happy to get affection from her mother who stroked the other two as well. Calmly she pulled out some pieces and dropped them there before plucking the alarmed blue hatchling from the huddle of suddenly charred meat and put raw meat in front of the hatchling who whined, nudging it before looking to Rhaenyra who sighed with a set frown. "Dracarys," she ordered as Rhaella suddenly perked up, sitting at attention which Robb noticed, Rhaenys lowered her head at her sister who looked at the meat. The female chirped before looking back at her mother tilting her head as Rhaenyra sighed before tossing the piece back in the pile and allowed Alysanne to join her sisters to eat. The hatchling did so but ate slower unlike her energetic sisters, giving off the softest sigh Rhaenyra opened the door to allow Grey Wind out before closing and locking it.

"You have to be patient," Robb pressed as she sighed softly.

"The other two can do it. Why can't she?" she asked worried that if Alysanne doesn't do it now she might never breath fire. Robb knew this was a big worry for her, the hatchling from what Maester Luwin read should have breathed fire by now but Alysanne still hasn't.

"She will Rhae," he soothed as he gently pulled her to him. "You need to be patient," Robb repeated, gently cupping her face. "The dragons are not in danger, they are safe here," he knew that it was only a matter of time before word got out. The visit with Tyrion Lannister will prove how loyal those who've truly seen and heard them are to the northern families.

"I know, Robb. Loyalty in the North is unwavering," Rhaenyra smiled softly. The nerve was still on about Tyrion. She knew he was a Lannister through and through, he'll defend his family just like she and Robb would defend theirs. Leaning up she pressed a chaste kiss to his lips as he smiled softly, she laid her head against his chest while he held her. He chuckled when he felt something crawl up his back, Alysanne chirped lightly yanking on her mother's hair as her hand gently stroked the hatchling while the other two continued to eat.

VII

Rhaenyra sighed as she sat at the table and groaned softly when she felt a throb in her temple, she was going to have to go to Maester Luwin to talk to him. Tyrion was to arrive within the fortnight and she was not feeling the best, she barely ate this morning, almost rejecting the food and feared what it could mean. But she knew Robb would be ecstatic if it meant it, gently clearing her throat she stood, wobbling a bit before tensing her muscles as she walked through the door. She placed a hand over her stomach as she leaned against the wall, feeling worse now.

"Rhae?" Theon asked worried as he gently took her arm, wrapping an arm around her back as she sighed softly with a wince.

"I need to go to the Maester's," she spoke as he tensed alarmed.

"Of course," he muttered, guiding her along the halls, he could feel her sway a little so made sure to keep an arm around her. Climbing the stairs was slower as she felt dizzy at one point, Theon surmised something would happen soon, but it worried him with her family's history of childbirth, her mother in particular. When they made their way to the tower he knocked loudly while Rhaenyra shook her head softly in attempt to soothe her sickness, only making it worse.

"Theon? Rhae?" Maester Luwin's worried voice became louder when he saw the Lady of Winterfell looking ill. She looked normal to the natural eye but the skilled maester eye spotted the fatigue, sickness and a hint something else. "Come inside," he ordered as Rhaenyra was helped in. "Thank you Theon, please return to your duties," he requested as the younger nodded and gave his friend a soft squeeze.

"See you Rhae," he wished as she smiled softer and nodded, when he left Maester Luwin made sure it was just them, turned sharply making her jump.

"Now do not get shy on me girl, do you and Robb lay together often?" he asked simply as she froze for a second before nodding slowly. "And when was the last time you had your moon's blood?" Maester Luwin asked as she tensed trying to think.

"Weeks ago, after the King's departure," she claimed as Maester Luwin frowned, it was still too early to suspect anything. The stress of Bran's fall, being a mother to dragon hatchlings and then both her and Bran's assassination attempt would have thrown her off.

"Is there a chance you could be pregnant?" he asked as Rhaenyra looked down.

"There is a chance, but with my family's history… I might not carry it to full term," she whispered as he frowned.

"You could easily carry your own. You are not your mother, she had to endure your father, who we all heard was hard on her," he spoke as she nodded.

"Especially after burning someone. Valaena told me that Mother used to have bite marks and bruises afterwards," she wrinkled her nose. Robb occasionally had nipped her shoulder or would grip her tightly but the stories she heard about her mother was horror.

"She shouldn't be telling you this," he frowned.

"I'm glad. When I was a young girl I remembered thinking my family died in the war, which they did but when I was told what they had done. It was wrong and they deserved their punishments. My Father demanded King Robert and Lord Stark's heads after hung Brandon Stark himself in front of his father's burning body, attempting to aide him. My brother… kidnapped and raped my husband's aunt, how could Lord Stark even accept me when I was a babe?" she asked, never truly having been given an answer.

"Because you were a babe," Maester Luwin claimed while she looked to him surprised. "You were innocent and new to the world, a precious and sweet girl who won the heart of Stannis Baratheon himself," he finished as she smiled. "It might be too early to determine the results of the pregnancy, give a fortnight and we will see if it remains true," Maester Luwin didn't want to worry her but he just wanted to be sure. Nodding she stood and got ready to leave before Maester Luwin told her to go rest for the day. "I will make sure everything is ready for the arrival of Lord Tyrion," he claimed as she looked ready to protest before stopping.

"Fine," she agreed, leaving, too tired to truly fight back. The slow trek back to her chambers was long for the woman, she doesn't understand what has been going on, some days she feels fine and others she feels sick to everything. Pausing a moment she breathed heavily, suddenly her body erupted into an alertness that made her look around quickly, sweat started to dampen her brow as no one was in the hallway with her. Slowly she made her way back to her room and was surprised by a guard who had been hidden in a little crevice to hid incase someone tried to sneak in. He had asked if he needed to get the maester, telling him she just came from there but was going to lie down for a bit. Instantly agreeing with that idea he opened the door and swore to guard it so she could rest as she smiled softly in gratitude before he resumed his duties after closing and ensure no noise would bother her.

Screeches greeted her as she turned and saw her hatchlings curled up on her and Robb's bed, giving them an exhausted smile she continued to get ready to bed down for a bit. Thankfully her clothing hadn't been that complicated when Baela had seen her friend's shakiness earlier, the moment she put her slip on she gently undid her braid before climbing into bed as she laid down. Sighing softly she winced before moaning in relief when Rhaella went underneath the blankets and coiled around her belly, softly stroking her head, Rhaenys and Alysanne instantly cuddled to her face, laying their's against her's. The heat of their bodies soothed the young woman into a dreamless sleep, or at least it was meant to be. Suddenly she slowly looked like she was opening her eyes but it looked different and felt different, something shifted out of the corner of her eyes before screeching made the young woman surge awake as someone stood in the corner of her room, her hatchlings hissing and snarling, Rhaella was spitting at them while the other two clung to her knees that had drawn up in fear.

"Well, well, well. Dragons, from a Targaryen no less. This will be a pleasant story to report back," he grinned before Rhaenyra started to breath heavily in fear. The moment he lunged she screamed.

"Dracarys!" At that all three started up, Rhaella was first, sparking a moment before retrying at he caught fire. Rhaenys and Alysanne quickly tried themselves and it was the first time the mother's seen the blue hatchling look so fearsome even as a baby as she finally used her fire. During that time the guard had broke in and stared in shock before calling for aide and frantically helping his Lady away from the fire starting as the dragons continued before the woman yelled to cease. Robb had come with everyone as Rickon clung to her when she hid his face as the hatchlings trilled to her, looking from the charred man, then to their mother who breathed out a shaky breath that was stuck in her throat.

"Someone clean this up," Robb ordered as Rhaenys slowly approached the burned man. A sharp whistle made them turn to Rhaenyra who crouched with Rickon, watching her call the dragons. Carefully they made their way to her and crawled up her slip trilling to her and bunting against her head. She pet all three to try and soothe them while they growled and screeched at the body before Robb moved her away when Lynara retrieved her robe.

VII

Robb was freaking out with the man sneaking in and got too close to his wife and the dragons. Rhaenyra claimed he hadn't been in there when she entered, but Valaena discovered the window had been left open a little bit and he must've snuck in. Everyone was grateful the dragons had protected her during that moment, Robb had been ecstatic to learn Alysanne finally breathed fire! Their chambers had been cleaned and scrubbed, they returned and Robb told her to make sure that the window was locked from now on as she nodded with a weird fear in her eyes. This was another attempt on her life only this time it pulled her hatchlings in as well, so now she was certain it was Cersei.

"I don't think they know, because he said 'well, well, well. Dragons, from a Targaryen no less. This will be a pleasant story to report back,' I think someone sent him to kill me, again," she explained as Robb froze while pacing.

"So they are still in the dark about them," he pointed to the hatchlings who were eating, Theon had brought back deer this time for the babies hungrily ate. Alysanne was now scorching her own food much to her mother's pleasure, her sisters even seem to be happier. Occasionally they'd play tug-of-war over pieces and if it got too harsh Rhaenyra would smack both the hides, she hoped this would set their minds better as adults. "That's good," he commented as Valaena came in pale and fearful.

"Val?" Rhaenyra asked worried. Baela also came in as Lynara closed the door. "What's going on?" Rhaenyra asked as the elder Valyrian sighed.

"From what I could tell, I think I recognized that guard," she spoke out quickly as they all turned to her.

"Huh?" Robb asked confused.

"He used to be a tower guard during your family's reign," Valaena nodded to Rhaenyra who looked curious.

"A former tower guard, turned to kill the former princess," she spoke nodded. "Alright. I assume he was absorbed into the Lannister family so the Queen must've paid him," she spat out the term once again as Robb smirked when Rhaella snarled hearing her tone.

"Someone might be worried you'll train these three to strike her," he warned as she perked up. "No!" he yelled realizing what he just said but when he saw her smirk he realized she was messing with him.

"I would never Robb, besides let's hope we can do something before they grow too big," she prayed as she frowned. "Wait," she called out as Valaena paused with her daughter who had been petting one of the dragons. "Did you know all the guards well during my parents' reign?" she asked as the woman froze.

"Um, I uh, I knew a few of them as they were few remaining Targaryen descendants. But most were friends who did their best to guide their King in the right direction and… I guess I did know a lot of them," she spoke as Baela frowned.

"Mother?" she asked, gently placing a hand against her back.

"I'm alright Sweet," Valaena promised, cupping her fair daughter's face as her worried blue eyes peered into her mother's lighter ones. "Please excuse me," she spoke stiffly and rushed out to everyone's confusion.

"We're going to have to strengthen our guards and make sure everyone is one their guard," Lynara ordered as they all nodded while the dragons gorged.

"Their appetite is increasing," Robb frowned as the women stared at the hatchlings as well while they continued.

"We'll make sure to keep them well fed," Baela swore smiling when she saw the hatchlings slowly stop before it was only Rhaella eating, slower but still she ate. "Rhaella seems to eat the most," she commented while the Valyrian mother watched.

"Means we'll have to make sure she's satisfied. An unfed beast is an uncontrollable one," she spoke as that pair nodded.

VII

End of this chapter! How did it go? Was it boring? I'm probably going to have King's Landing POV somewhere in the next chapter or two. You guys can give me a few if you like! Also… I'M SO IMPATIENT FOR THE NEXT EPISODE! It better be way better than the last one!

And I'm going to ask about Baela's father again, who do you guys think he is? He was a guard yes, and knew the family well. Who do you think?

Crystal-Wolf-Guardian-967: I'm glad! I hope you like this one too.

NicoleR85: Great! I'm happy it turned out good, I worried about it.

Guest: I'm certainly going to try! Hated when they died.

wildcat717: Cool that you liked it, and yeah with it being harsher, like the people the animals are just as well. But I liked the part of the skin.

~Rusty14~