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XIX

"Not Balon Greyjoy," Rhaenyra instantly agreed with Catelyn Stark before throwing her own idea of an ally out. "What about Stannis Baratheon? He's a ship owner as well and someone I might be able to convince join our cause when I tell him we don't want the Iron Throne," Rhaenyra was desperate to keep the squid from their home or army. She didn't trust them. Theon, yes, his father not in the seven hells so he was worth nothing to Rhaenyra.

"Rhae," he sighed.

"Don't 'Rhae' me, Robb Stark," she growled as he glared.

"So what would you have me do? I am sending my mother to treat with his brother as well," he spoke as Rhaenyra growled.

"I don't care but I do not want Balon Greyjoy as an ally. I would rather befriend the wildlings before I trust him," she snarled as Ser Barristan joined the conversation.

"If I may," he politely started as both turned to him for his input. "If you can convince the brothers under a peace flag and join together against the Lannisters you might have a chance against the Greyjoys should they turn," he spoke as Robb sighed. Thinking about the possibilities, he wanted to trust Theon's family but he knew the Baratheons had more men between both. "Might I also remind, Balon Greyjoy rebelled against ALL the lords of Westeros, not just King Robert," he finished as Rhaenyra held a hand out, pointing out her original problem.

"Send me to Stannis Robb, me and the girls," she spoke as he looked to her sharply. "How else to show that I am willing to meet him while they are still young and vulnerable? I am showing trust to the man who smuggled me back to King's Landing as a newborn, who swore to ensure my survival to my dying mother, even against his own kin? Please," she begged as he closed his eyes, feeling his resolve break as her violet eyes pierced his.

"Let me think it over and talk with the others," he requested as she nodded, giving him a kiss on his cheek as he kissed her forehead before allowing her to leave with Ser Barristan as she walked out of Riverrun and to stand along the bank watching her daughters fish, she watched them dive and submerge themselves for a few seconds and emerge with fish in their mouths, she worried they'd drown themselves before watching them happily shake the cool water off. It must've been good to their scales as they were born during the summer snows, they truly were winter dragons as they seemed to like it when she'd playfully splash them with the Dornish girls.

"Was that a good idea Ser Barristan?" she asked as he sighed.

"Your Grace, you must stop second guessing yourself, or you will eternally worry more than normal. Going with your gut can cause multiple feelings but it usually means the right choice. You believe in Stannis Baratheon for a reason," he spoke as she smiled.

"I do because he is truly loyal. And I would hope they would either inspire fear or awe, I hope it awe because of their beauty and strength," she smirked as he nodded.

"I would go against fear or they could be in danger," he reasoned as she agreed.

"And you would never lie to me would you Ser Barristan?" she asked as he paused, looking to her for confirmation before realizing that she didn't take to liars.

"Of course not Your Grace," he agreed instantly, knowing she wasn't like Joffrey or Robert who wanted whatever you said to appease them.

"Would you go with me to the Baratheon men?" she asked as he nodded.

"Of course, Your Grace," he agreed instantly while she smiled as the dragons tired of fishing before going off to hunt for deer no doubt.

"Would you help me with them if I asked?" she asked as he once again nodded.

"Anything, Your Grace," Ser Barristan spoke as they continued to watch and listen to their shrieks.

"I actually planned on bringing Theon with me as well, he's been trying to think about his own people but," she paused not sure how to talk about it.

"You love him too much to deny him," Ser Barristan spoke understanding her emotions. He's seen the bond between the leaders and the Greyjoy, Theon was, as many would admit, too close to the queen. But he's overheard Theon defend both his leaders' opinions and would usually be watching the dragons like he's seen many from Winterfell do as well.

"I guess I do. He's my brother and I care for him," she claimed as he nodded.

"Your Grace, I am not sure what would be the best option for the Greyjoys, they are well too close to the Westerlands for you to completely worry about," he noticed her shift in attention.

"They're reavers and rappers. 'We do not sow' those are their words, I've always been taught they'd rather steal and kill then do honest work, I do not want that for people in my army, I just… fear that they'll turn their attention to the most vulnerable people and why am I feeling like it's us?" she asked tiredly while Alysanne landed, feeling her mother's attitude shifting like crazy. "But I fear for them most of all," she smiled sadly as she pet the blue face as trills escaped the female who purred and nudged her hand. Watching with his own thoughts he thought about the best outcome and couldn't think of one.

"You will always fear for them Your Grace," he spoke softly, knowing no lie would aid her in feeling better. "They are the only ones left," he spoke as she chuckled. "You know your brother, Rhaegar, once read all the books on the maesters who recorded their history as the dragons aged," he spoke suddenly as she turned to him with interest. "Always so fascinated by the history and the skulls, he read on two different accounts that dragons were of no gender and could lay and hatch their own eggs," he revealed as her eyes lit up.

"Like frogs? Theon used to say that he and his sister would find eggs among girls only. And I take it the other claimed they needed the male?" she asked wondering.

"Yes, Your Grace," he agreed as Alysanne left her mother and sniffed him, watching him with her clear eyes with interest.

"Their eggs I hatched because of the fire attempt on my life. I was in the stables with their eggs when I was attacked. We lost over a dozen remaining horses and the assassin died as well. Maester Luwin claimed an old magic phrase my great-uncle sent. 'A life for a life with fire and blood,' Maester Luwin assumed it explained how my house words told us, they were born with a live sacrifice," she revealed as he hummed, offering his gloved hand as the dragon paused, breathing heavily.

"The parent, whether male or female drops a live animal with the egg and roasts them," he finished as she nodded watching her smallest dragon inspect Ser Barristan watching him with her clear blue eyes.

"Which as my husband put it, gives them food as well should anything survive the fire. Their fires do get hotter as they age, one of my servants told me that used to barely be able to light the straw on fire but now-"

"They can set anything on fire if they wished," Ser Barristan finished her sentence for her as she nodded and watched with shock as Alysanne bowed her head, allowing the knight to, for the moment, touch her as she trilled, accepting the touch of someone else. A smile slowly grew across Rhaenyra's face as she continued to watch, happy that they seem to be accepting of others.

XIX

Rhaenyra sighed irritated as she read through some messages that she was trying to get through. The Blackfish entered through with a fond look on his face. Confused, she turned and groaned, realizing Rhaella had nestled herself in the solar she was using.

"I thought I left you to hunt outside," she growled as he laughed deeply.

"Must think her mother needs a guard at all times, you don't have one outside," he noted as she shrugged, producing a loaded crossbow that had been propped up by the desk before lowering it again.

"Ser Barristan didn't want to leave but conceded when I asked Edrick to retrieve the weapon," she motioned to the young boy sitting beside Grey Wind, who was laying on his side sleeping, the boy was reading through a book as he pet the wolf who slept with ease. "He wondered in a few moments ago, looking for a location to nap," she spoke up before going through another letter while he sat on the chair with a soft sigh after she had waved him to rest. "Was everything alright?" she asked as he shrugged.

"Just been looking after the girls when they fish, they seem to gravitate more towards the non-fish prey," he warned as she paused, looking up from her letter for a moment before returning her gaze to the parchment. "So you've noticed as well, we're not running out of fish, I can guarantee that but-"

"The dragons grew up on deer meat and rabbits when someone hunted for them. Now they hunt for their own and I guess they prefer their original taste," she commented as she finished the letter and put it down before looking to the man in front of her.

"My only fear is if they turn it to the livestock," he warned as she froze. Eyes widening a bit. "You didn't think of that," he reasoned as she shook her head.

"No, but I should have," she thought of the people and animals among the army but not the livestock of farmers and free foraging animals; such as cows, sheep and horses.

"But now?" he asked as she sighed.

"I don't know, I only hope that they hunt the wildlife. I cannot do anything about it, once they grow to big I will barely be able to control them. As it is once they outsize me, which will be soon given their size now. But I've been faced with the possibility of losing them because they're too small. I am sorry but I'd rather my dragons big and a bit stubborn on food rather than weak and small," she claimed as Brynden frowned softly. "I wish I had ways to know how my ancestors controlled their dragons. As it is most things that dealt with those things were lost during the Dance so I can only do what I think is right for them," Rhaenyra knew that the river lords would have preferred the creatures locked and confined in some way. Catelyn would never admit it but wished her daughter by law would send them away from Riverrun. But not only do they not go far from her, she has told people no outright when they've asked her to make them fly off. So Ser Brynden understood a few when he's seen them focus on loud people suddenly and would growl warningly. As he's noticed and spoken out about is Rhaella, who had the nastier temper of all three.

"Even if they attack others?" he asked making the queen look at him sharply along with Edrick.

"My dragons haven't attacked a human but the ones who go after me, any other time they eat animals. The reason I've kept them at Riverrun longer is because of the fish and wildlife nearby. But I'll make sure they travel further, I'll take Corlys," Rhaenyra spoke quickly as she stood. Brynden, not having meant to upset or offend the dragon queen tried to stop her.

"I meant no offense, Your Grace," he tried before she tiredly waved him off.

"No. It's fine," she gave a tight smile as Edrick also stood with Grey Wind. Rhaella seemed to realize something was wrong as she lifted her head and red-orange eyes went to the frozen knight who spotted her moving. Ser Brynden now was in closer proximity to the creature most feared of all three. Despite that her sisters eat as much as her, she still towers them, only smaller than the yearling Grey Wind, who was thicker in size. "Excuse me," she spoke and walked out with her two shadows while the third watched the Tully man longer before climbing out and simply flew into the darkening sky. Sighing he spotted the comet once more, many spoke about it meaning the dragons, others meaning red Tully fish or Lannister red.

As Rhaenyra walked through the hallway everyone still bowed to her as they resumed their duties. Murmurs of 'Your Grace' or 'My Queen' echoes as do her steps, knowing she'd have to slow down soon she and Edrick made it to the stables in record timing.

"Ride with me Edrick," she requested as a stablehand made plans to ready Corlys but a yearling for the boy as well. With no need of assistance she mounted the mare who tossed her head a bit as Edrick hoisted himself up with some help from the guard nearby.

"Safe ride, Your Grace," he bid as she nodded her thanks. As of late Valaena has been making sure she and Robb wear their crowns more and more and now she always had it on. It drove her crazy. Urging the horses on they raced out of Riverrun and into the forest, Grey Wind hot on their heels like the flying dragons above them. Edrick laughed as Rhaenys flew low near them, shrieking happily as she pushed herself against the wind current.

XIX

"Was that my wife that just left?" Robb asked curious as he noticed Alysanne and Rhaenys leaving the lake surface suddenly. He and his uncle had been talking and watching the dragons hunt. Edmure still liked watching them, occasionally sitting with his father and sister in the solar Hoster had taken up.

"I believe I might have upset her," his great-uncle Brynden Tully spoke as Robb sighed softly, spotting his great-uncle joining their watching.

"Why? What did you say?" he asked, knowing it'd have to be about the dragons.

"I suggested that they hunt further from Riverrun, only once they became bigger!" He tried as Robb groaned softly.

"It wasn't you Uncle," Robb reassured his great-uncle who sighed.

"Not what I really worry about, Your Grace," he spoke softly as he stayed with his kin.

"Rhae wouldn't hurt you," Robb frowned. Thinking that the people fear his wife for that.

"Of course not," Brynden spoke, not realizing he pointed it in that direction. "I fear those dragons reactions to her emotions, I upset her and the favorite practically glares at me," he spoke as Robb smirked.

"Uncle, Rhaella glares at everyone. But if she's doing this then she's taking your opinion to heart, anyone else is given a queenly 'no' and basically that's it," he told as Bryden deflated.

"Oh," he commented, Edmure smirked. Knowing many couldn't read the queen's actions easy, he was barely keeping up as it was.

"Don't worry if you truly upset her you'd know," Robb reassured as he looked to where they disappeared. "She's been thinking about having them fly further but with Lannister men and how young they are she wanted them bigger, but if they hunt with Grey Wind, they'll be fine," he smirked.

"I overheard the argument between you and the Queen," Edmure commented as Robb frowned.

"Do you think she should?" he asked as his uncle shrugged. "I am sending my wife and her baby dragons out to Stannis Baratheon who might see them as a threat just as his brother did all those years ago. I hear he still went after Daenerys who is now missing in the East. So yes I worry for my wife also the fact that the Lannisters could kill her or them, it's why I was going to send my mother at night so she wouldn't notice, though those dragons would give me away in a second," he grumbled the end as Brynden chuckled.

"Send her. If she believes in him then send her," he encouraged as he nodded.

"I'll tell her when she returns," he spoke as they nodded and waited for the return of the dragon queen.

XIX

Rhaenyra laughed as she watched Grey Wind and Rhaenys play a game of tug with charred bones Rhaella continued to eat the burn herd of elk, only a few escaped the fiery death while Grey Wind tore a stag a part. The herd was seven with six dead and completely eaten. Right there Rhaenyra lost her smile as she realized that they needed to hunt bigger kills and eat more.

"Your Grace?" Edrick asked, seeing the face change of the queen.

"It's nothing Edrick," she denied as he frowned.

"It's what the Blackfish said right?" he asked as she froze before smiling.

"Yeah, I have never really seen them feast. Now I can see that they gorge and are becoming fatter. Soon they'll become bigger," she noted to the young boy who noted the size himself.

"You never notice until someone else points it out," he commented as she hummed.

"Well, I hope they eat more on the way to Stannis Baratheon's camp, they say if they eat more they continue to grow bigger," she spoke as he gave a curious 'huh' before the dragons distracted them. Grey Wind was growling softly and Rhaenyra froze for the moment, fearful that Lannister men.

"Well if it isn't the Queen in the North," a drunk spoke, he had flaming red topknot and beard as another man with an eyepatch came into view. Rhaella growled warningly when they came closer, Rhaenys and Alysanne tensed while they held their hands up, hearing the growl of Grey Wind behind them.

"Well it looks like we've upset her," the second man spoke as Corlys tensed readying to flee.

"Easy. We come in peace. My name is Thoros of Myr and this is Beric Dondarrion," he introduced as Edrick sighed in relief. He knew who those men were, as did his queen.

"Lyka," (Quiet,) she demanded as Thoros perked up. He watched the dragons stop their hissing and threatening nature but Grey Wind continued his warning growls. "He, I do not control," she claimed as they laughed.

"It is alright Your Grace," Beric spoke, still looking at the girl in awe. To see a Targaryen dressed like a northerner was a shock, he overheard of the Targaryen woman and her dragons. He was grateful to see it was true as the creatures were hissing and snarling at them despite their mother's demand. "We were merely passing through, we've sort of been raiding Tywin's camps and terrorizing them," he commented as they laughed.

"Are you in need of money gentlemen? Or food?" she asked softly as it brought a smile to their faces.

"Both, if you can spare Your Grace," Thoros claimed as she nodded and jerked her head to Edrick. He nodded and took off with Grey Wind.

"Come, you will talk and retrieve what you need," she offered as they nodded and followed while the dragons looked to their kill before flying off back to Riverrun. Beric hummed in awe as Thoros sighed out a breath. They've heard of the dragons, but just thought them rumors.

"Beautiful creatures Your Grace," Beric spoke out before pausing. "Or do prefer dragons? I know creature must sound-"

"It does not offend me, they are beasts. They breathe fire and have minds of their own," Rhaenyra claimed as Thoros hummed curious. Most would be cautious on how they'd address the royals' animals. The trek back was silent as the dragons continued to stay in sight before Ser Barristan came from the castle with Eddrick at his side.

"His Grace has agreed to the request and asked me to join so you can return inside, Your Grace," he spoke as she nodded after dismounting Corlys.

"Safe journey, My Lords," she bid as they bowed their heads in respect. She carefully made her way to her husband who looked up from Grey Wind who he had been petting.

"Quite brave to stay with Baratheon men," he spoke as she scoffed.

"The men have long separated from Baratheon men as the Dondarrion family has served in Storm's End for years, but with King Robert's death they had strike all their banners being dubbed 'The Brotherhood Without Banners,'" she revealed having been told by Ser Barristan everything that happened during Eddard's reign as Hand. They continued their march to their chambers as Robb continued to think while Rhaenyra carefully maneuvered herself directly behind her husband. When they reached their chambers Robb stopped and looked to her for the moment, Lynara and Valaena quickly came in as they helped her ready for bed, Robb walked around as he readied himself. Wearing a simple slip Raenyra watched Valaena open the chamber windows, softly she migrated to the window and watched her dragons continue to hunt, they seemed to enjoy flying and feasting. "I have made my choice," Robb spoke as she turned and realized Lynara and Valaena have already left, Grey Wind too she noted. She held a confused look before remembering their conversation before.

"Oh, okay," she nodded before turning to look at her dragons a bit longer before she would lay back down. There was a good chance her dragons would not return back to the chambers anymore because of their freedom she gave them earlier in hunting further.

"Something my lords seem to agree on as well, Balon Greyjoy will not be brought into our allegiance, and no I did not bring him up. But I did mention your idea, my mother is to march to Renly Baratheon's camp and you are to go to Stannis Baratheon under a peace flag. You, your choice of guard and the dragons," he claimed as she froze, realization coming into play. She was really going, leaving her husband and people.

"When am I to leave?" she asked.

"Whenever you are ready," Robb spoke, knowing she will leave soon. "Mother will leave in a day," he claimed as she decided.

"Alright then, I will leave the same day," she spoke before quickly walking past her husband and softly placed a robe on and gently got a guard's attention. "Tell Valaena and Lynara that I am to march for the treaty, I leave after tomorrow," she ordered, rather not going into too much detail as he nodded.

"Of course Your Grace," he responded before leaving as she closed the door, feeling Robb embrace her from behind, kissing her neck as she closed her eyes, feeling her veins light up as his hands cupped her breasts gently. He was testing her tenderness and her moan of pleasure proved him a good thing as he helped her drop her robe and started to pull at the strings on her slip while her hands drifted behind her to pull at his strings.

"I demand you not let me sleep tonight Robb," she whispered as he huffed against her neck, moaning softly as her fingers brushed up against him. "As your queen," she sneered playfully as he growled.

"As you wish," he whispered hotly against her lips when she turned, keeping eye contact with him before he recaptured her lips, one arm going around his neck while the other remained pumping his arousal. Faster than before he ripped her loosened slip off and caught her perky nipple in his mouth, sucking harshly as she moaned out of breath. "I plan on mapping every inch of your body," he whispered, falling to his knees, lips pressing open kisses against her stomach and hips, her hands going through his hair. "So when I think of you, I remember this. And you'll miss me just as much," he hoped as she laughed softly.

"My Sweet Husband, I will miss you regardless of our time separated. "How I wish Dragonstone was closer," she wished as he nipped her thigh.

"Then we will make this count," he promised before standing and hoisted her up and threw her on the bed before caging her with his arms as hers anchored him to her as she forced his lips back on hers, tongues warring against each other as his pants disappeared as her legs wrapped around him, he entered her quickly as they moaned and started as she whimpered.

XIX

End! I hope it was good and how do you guys think Stannis will treat Rhaenyra? Give me your thoughts please! Read&Review.

SHAE H: I was thinking about that show too but hoped to get a little further in this one! Good luck!

ej101: lol, believe me I can't wait too! Oh good idea, and yes I'll tell everyone the letter did come from King's Landing. I'll try and get the next one up! Hopefully faster than last time.

Patriot-112: And I hope to pop the next one out faster!

LunaDoesArt: Good ideas, definitely from King's Landing. Lol, me too. Enjoy!

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NicoleR85: Glad you like it! I plan on keeping them together for a bit longer! Enjoy

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Lonewolf125: Well I'm hoping the Red Wedding doesn't happen, I absolutely hated it. Loved what happened to Walder Frey though~

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