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XXXII

Rhaenyra sighed softly as she sat in the carriage with Catelyn, Arya, Valaena and Lynara. The women were making Arya do her stitching along with Rhaenyra who stuck her fingers multiple times. Her babies were held by Valaena and Lynara, Baela and Sauna opted to ride out around the carriage with the guards. Ser Barristan had assumed his queen would fight the carriage himself but had been pleasantly surprised at her offer. The dragons have clung to the area that the carriage traveled in, Rhaella didn't seem to like not seeing her mother in plain view. Robb had noted as she'd fly near him but would shriek before returning to fly over her mother, Rhaenys and Alysanne flew down the line of their army. Grey Wind lead them all, he was following Rhaenys who flew above him, Robb spotted him looking up every now and then. Oberyn traveled with his people surrounding Jaime's 'cage' that they created so they could travel with him, they left all their remaining prisoners with Edmure's forces at Riverrun.

"The dragons seem to know something," Rickard Karstark spoke softly, he'd been watching the large creatures curiously.

"They always seem to know something," Robb muttered as Rhaella shrieked. "How are your men handling them?" he wondered.

"Surprisingly good. They accept them, the dragons mean no harm to the men, they know this. Besides, they are still beautiful creatures," he regarded as Robb smirked.

"I only fear when those dragons are unleashed upon an army," he frowned suddenly in thought, having heard from the stories about Aegon's dragons but he also knew many regarded them with caution and distrust. The lords close to his wife and her dragons though knew the animals well, the Greatjon could be around them with his booming voice and they wouldn't hiss or snarl such as Rodrik who had been in Winterfell for some time.

"Your Grace, the dragons were expected to join the war. Once they reached the queen's fulfillment, but for now they're still young," he smiled as Robb kept his eyes on Rhaenys who flew around.

"I was told dragons grow throughout their entire life," Robb spoke worried as Rickard looked to him.

"Then by the time they reach old age?" he questioned.

"If they survive that long, they'll be a big as Balerion, maybe smaller since they're girls," he reasoned, female animals were smaller than males.

"If the queen were to find other eggs. Would she hatch them as well?" his kin asked as Robb paused. Never having thought of it himself.

"I don't know," he revealed as the lord nodded. "Would you be against it if she did?" the King asked as the man paused in thought.

"I do not know how I would handle that," Rickard spoke thinking. "I would worry about controlling them. But I would not be against the queen bringing them back," he spoke as Robb decided he would tell the man.

"Her twin as it happens seems to have hatched three of her own dragons when she put her husband's body on the pyre, she burned the witch that killed him in their funeral right before walking into the fire. And like her twin she came out unharmed, carrying three dragons, so it would appear that they are to bring them back," he spoke as Rickard looked to him shocked. "Daenerys assumes they are boys; Drogon, Rhaegal and Viserion," Robb confided in his lord as the man listened.

"So they could just as easily bring them back, should the dragons meet. And her sister?" the man questioned.

"Is staying within the east until she is strong enough," he spoke as the man breathed sharply.

"Is she vying for the throne?" he asked.

"It would appear so. But she is staying within Essos for now, I assume until her own dragons grow," he spoke as the lord hummed in interest.

"I can only hope that she does not fight her sister for the North's freedom," he hoped as Robb tensed.

"I hope not as well," the King spoke as they continued with the golden dragon leading above the direwolf.

XXXII

Ser Davos had told him that Renly didn't want to risk the twins and told him to just go ahead and head back to Winterfell so they could be safe. Renly would rather risk traveling to the North himself than harm the two infants, they had gotten off the Kingsroad when they passed the bridge. It had been nightfall when they made camp, Rhaenyra sat in her tent, nursing her children before Robb reentered, he had been discussing with his men on what to do.

"So how is everything?" Rhaenyra asked. Her husband had shed his outfit before sighing.

"There are a number of Ironborn nearby, we were discussing if it was worth our time," Rhaenyra frowned at his look.

"You think so," she pointed out as he almost denied before looking at her as she raised her eyebrows, burping their daughter who cooed when she finished.

"You know I don't think I will be able to get anything around you," he joked as she grinned.

"The same for you My Love," she pressed a kiss to his cheek as he took their daughter so she could stand. "So?" she inquired. "I know your men would prefer I am not on the council now that I've had your 'heirs,'" she grinned as he chuckled at her usage. "It does not bother me Robb. I am to mother our children. But I am still your wife and queen, I can still be your council too," she smirked as he sighed.

"I think we should go after them," he nodded. "They could pose a problem or deliver information to whoever is running the invasion," he growled as Rhaenyra frowned.

"Theon said Balon had four children; three out of four were boys and two are dead while we have one but-"

"-the girl is still alive," Robb realized. "Could it be his sister?" he asked as Rhaenyra thought.

"If Balon thought all his heirs were dead or couldn't be returned to him, same as all men who do not wish to create another alliance or raise more children," Rhaenyra surmised as Robb thought. He smirked before approaching his beautiful wife who was dressed in a simple slip of thin material. Because of how reluctant she had been to just sit around like most queens she regained her small figure but her breasts and hips were a bit bigger, not that it bothered Robb. Giving her a strong kiss he pressed a few more to the side of her face bringing a giggle from her as he gave one final to her lips.

"Thank you," he murmured before grabbing his cloak and running back off as she shrugged to Grey Wind who reentered and looked back where Robb had disappeared. She slid into bed before allowing Grey Wind to take up Robb's spot, smiling softly she stroked his face before lying down as he did the same, laying his head across her hip to watch the doorway of the tent while she slept. Softly dozing, she slept through Robb's return and his dismissal of Grey Wind, who just slipped down to lay around the crib of the twins. Robb had stripped and laid behind his wife as she grabbed onto his hands, he buried his head against her back as they slept. Dreaming of Winterfell and their family.

XXXII

(Sansa)

They had been traveling at a steady pace and they were always making sure Sansa was not only comfortable but well fed, they hunted for her daily. When she'd need to wash her face or something one would accompany her to a stream but kept his back to her for her privacy and protection. She could not tell what town they were from but knew it was deep in northern snow as they wore leather and were thick in figure. They would talk with her and kept her completely updated on what was going on, from the rumors one heard when he was retrieving some things for them was that the northern queen gave birth. Sansa was happy to hear and eager to hear about her niece or nephew, she learned they were on the move back to Winterfell because of the Ironborn invasion. She hoped they made it back in time for them to stop the attacks on their people.

"Princess?" one asked softly, he was fair skinned and brunette hair. He was a strong reminder of the Hound with his size, but he was actually very nice, he was the main talk, always talking about his younger siblings, he was their older half brother but his mother died before his parents married. It made him the eldest son but his father's eldest bastard son, but he didn't mind, it meant he could protect his younger siblings, not be the lord-to-be. She would laugh and smile at their jokes or crude behavior, it was refreshing, like being with Theon once again, her ward brother she missed dearly. But they were all mysterious to her, though she felt no fear in her from them like she had with Joffrey. She just hoped to make it to her family.

XXXII

(Rhaenyra)

The young queen sat as she watched Robb pack up, his council agreed, the Ironborn should be wiped out. Theon agreed and even help with the planning with Torrhen Karstark and Oberyn. He pressed a final kiss to their daughter who smiled at him before giving his wife a heated kiss.

"Come back to me," Rhaenyra demanded as he smirked.

"Deal. You all keep moving, we'll meet up with you. Dragons are not hard to miss," she laughed at that.

"No they are not," she smiled softly. "Please stay safe," she prayed as he nodded. "When we finally go we can stay there," she smirked as he agreed. Soon he left, and she watched him leave, Grey Wind at his side as Rhaella nudged her shoulder in comfort. "I'm alright girl," she smiled, petting the dragon's nose as she flew off to hunt while the Gendry frowned softly.

"I am sure he will be alright, Your Grace," he tried to offer but Rhaenyra chuckled a bit.

"It is alright Gendry. I never know if my husband will return from battle. I just pray he does," she smiled to him before urging him to follow her. "Come on, let's go see the others and talk with them for a bit," she offered as he nodded. They spent the day with Catelyn and Arya, who cared for the twins, Arya finally convinced her mother to let her take a break from her stitching so she could play with the babies. It was the only way to get out of it, it appears. Catelyn sighed softly as she was finally heading home, she'd be able to see her boys and be there to raise her grandchildren.

"I never found out, did my husband's bones make it back to Winterfell?" Catelyn questioned as Ellaria who was holding baby Elaena smiled.

"Oberyn made sure that his men helped accompany them. A Lady of a northern family almost stopped them, some widow in Borrowton, had it not been the threat of dragonfire if the former Lord's bones were not returned, was the only way they passed through," she told as Catelyn looked horrified.

"Why would you threaten that?" she asked terrified.

"Because the woman was a scorned one, who's husband's bones had not been returned during war. And for that petty reason she would deny her former lord's bones to rest beside his family in their own? No, you never treat a higher lord's remains like that, you ensure they make it home. I believe your son and daughter in law will teach the North who don't believe that," she shrugged as Catelyn looked to Rhaenyra who was smiling and talking with a soldier that was swaying with Eddard, the queen let few hold her children, but those who did were of deep northern blood.

"My son will never do that," she denied. "Nor would he allow it," she spoke firmly.

"But it is not just him as ruler," Ellaria spoke softly. "I have asked your son how he rules and he told me, 'we rule as equal, no one but our gods are higher than us.' So she does make the choice too," Ellaria offered Elaena to her grandmother before standing. "May I grab you some food?" she asked about to grab some food for herself.

"A little please. I'm not that hungry yet," she smiled to the beaming baby who held her nose for the moment. "That is my nose," she made the baby giggle when she bit her fingers a little. "There is yours," Catelyn poked her granddaughter in the nose making her squeal as Ser Barristan smiled, taking a small peek to see Rhaenyra and her guard. "Do you like Gendry?" she asked as he turned to her, shocked she had seen him watching.

"I believe I do My Lady. He's a good boy, a strong one," he nodded as he thought. "I believe he can protect the queen and they get along well," he claimed as Catelyn hummed in interest. She slowly lowered her granddaughter into her crib as she played with her blanket.

XXXII

It was the next day when the remaining party of the army marched on Rhaenyra started to slowly wish she rode outside but she agreed to remain inside the carriage for the duration and now she regretted it. Corlys had been led by Ser Barristan, she refused to allow others to ride her or hook her up to something. The continuation of their journey remained uninteresting for the next few days as Arya snoozed next to the young mother who tried another stitching, she slowly smiled as seeing her progress. She'd have to endure the 'I told you so' from Baela who told her she'd get the hang of it by staying in the carriage. Catelyn would appraise it softly with a pleased smile, her stitch was of dragon eggs, with her saying 'Fire and Blood.' When Rhaenyra decided to doze off during the week she was in the carriage she awoke to screams and yells from outside as the women tensed and coiled around Arya and the babies. Rhaenyra got out before closing the carriage and locked it to ensure they were protected, many have fled to attack those who were attacking the front of the train.

"Your Grace!" Ser Barristan's voice was faint but she heard it before yelping as a man grabbed her from behind.

"Ohh look here. The Targaryen whore, you're a pretty one," a voice came into her ears as she was pinned to a man's chest. "I think you'll be the prize, Yara will be pleased," but he was cut off when a man ripped them apart, it was Jaime who produced a sword and protected Rhaenyra who had fallen and when she attempted to stand another held her making her cry out in alarm as he roughly grabbed her body. A shriek came from the enraged Rhaella who shoved her giant head in between her mother and the second man before lighting him on fire with no warning as her sisters joined in the fray once more, burning the Ironborn who attacked, Jaime quickly took the distraction to kill the other man. The dragons must not have been a thought because they started fleeing and screaming in fear as the dragons hunted them down. Blue, golden and red flames intermixed as the dragons scorched the men and feasted on the corpses as Gendry worryingly helped his stunned queen who shakily stood as blood dripped from her temple.

"Your hurt," Ser Barristan realized as another guard applied a compress to her head to help with the wound. Jaime quickly held his hands up and dropped the sword as he was restrained, though those who witnessed what he did, it wasn't so rough. They guided him back to his 'cell,' a healer was sent to look after him when he received a cut from the man's knife.

"I'm fine… what happened?" she swallowed before holding the cloth herself with a thankful smile to the man who returned to soothe the carriage passengers. Catelyn worryingly left, leaving her daughter and grandchildren in the maids' care.

"Is everyone alright?" she asked as Ser Barristan confirmed her question.

"Yes My Lady. They must've thought we were a simple traveling party," he assumed as she scoffed.

"Ironborn?" she asked as he nodded before she spotted the dragons eating the corpses. "Any… survivors?" she questioned slowly as he shook his head negatively.

"A man mentioned 'Yara' when he restrained my arms," Rhaenyra revealed as she continued to try and stop the bleeding.

"We should make camp here," Ser Barristan suggested. "They won't be back and if they do the King would have made it first, but I do not think they were prepared for three dragons as many tried fleeing but," he trailed off as his gaze went to the now fighting dragons who snatched each other's prey.

"Yara is Theon's sister," Baela told them, wiping her sword off. "Told me when he was first with the Stark family," she finished as she looked to see her father being cared for. "And besides Theon, she is Balon's only surviving child," she finished as Sauna returned with the maester who quickly started on the wound on his queen's head. Rhaella's appetite seemed to have been appeased and now she was inspecting her mother herself as Maester Lyon moved his hands away as the female inhaled her wound before leaving it as she nudged her mother's hand. As Rhaenyra pet her dragon she watched the other two finish before looking to her and flying off in different directions with angry shrieks.

"So she's the one who decided this invasion," Rhaenyra spoke softly as horses could be heard as a guard shouted something in Dornish before repeating in common.

"The King! The King has met up with us!" he called out as Rhaenyra sighed in relief.

"I'm fine. Please go make sure Jaime is alright," she requested as Catelyn frowned.

"Jaime?" she questioned.

"He saved her. An Ironborn unlocked his cage thinking he was a different prisoner before being killed, Jaime must've gotten out before going to help the queen when he saw her being attacked," Ser Barristan spoke as the woman breathed sharply.

"He was given the chance to leave and he stayed?" she questioned. It was the same for Tyrion, he had the chance to flee when she took as prisoner but he stayed and protected her.

"Rhae?!" Robb's voice came through as Grey Wind came into view. He was bloody but raced right up to her as Rhaella also sniffed him, the wolf and dragon continued to examine each other as Robb appeared and frantically knelt to examine his wife who looked tired and a bit worn. "What happened?" he asked the guards as he looked to the growing bruise that was forming at the cut.

"Ironborn, attacked the moving train, didn't seem to realize it was us. The dragons made many flee, though I suspect that none made it to their safety," Ser Barristan spoke as Robb realized that what the two smaller dragons had been eating when he arrived were in fact the remains of the attackers. "One spoke the name Yara, I assume he meant Yara Greyjoy, the only daughter of Balon Greyjoy," with that his king nodded.

"A prisoner told us when we questioned him," Robb spoke as they nodded. "Alright, can the men make it?" Robb asked as Ser Barristan frowned before nodding. "I would prefer us to put some distance between here and our next site to set up camp," he ordered as Rhaella nudged her mother's shoulder.

"Jikagon," the simple demand was enough for Rhaella to fly off as her wings beat the air against many before rejoining her sisters who hunted through the forests, surveying to ensure no more Ironborn were left.

"Alright men," Rickard called out as the lords helped reform the line.

"Come on," Robb helped his wife as she slowly walked to the carriage that Catelyn was waiting at. "Are you alright?" Robb asked worried.

"Yes, my head just hurts," she laughed softly while putting her hair behind her ear. "It was stupid I wasn't careful," she closed her eyes irritated at not defending herself.

"You were used to the dragons protecting you. You lowered your defenses," Robb spoke out as he studied her form. "I also heard Jaime aided in saving you," he frowned in thought as Rhaenyra shrugged.

"I don't know Robb," she spoke softly before giving him a soft kiss. "I'm glad your back and hopefully unharmed," she frowned as he grinned.

"I'm alright, Love," he gave her another kiss before ushering her in after his mother had already gone in. Catelyn worrying felt her forehead as Rhaenyra leaned again the bench with a tired sigh.

"Are you alright?" Catelyn asked worried as the women shifted the babies around while Arya watched her sister-in-law.

"Yes I am fine," Rhaenyra spoke softly as she sat up a bit when the carriage moved.

"Why are we moving, shouldn't we stay?" Arya asked as the queen shook her head.

"Robb did not want to stay there, so we are moving on," Rhaenyra spoke softly as she smiled at her children, her daughter who gave her a big gummy smile. They traveled for another few hours before Robb decided was enough and sent sentries. Her tent was put up quickly as she bonded with her dragons, mostly holding and stroking Rhaella's face. Robb found her like that and worried for her very much, he knew she had an attachment to the dragons like he did Grey Wind but it was starting to become unnerving with how she'd stare at her largest dragon.

"Rhae," he called out softly as his wife turned, tired eyes on him. "You must come to rest," he requested, knowing she needed it. Having cared for the twins all week with just their help and his family but he knew she needed his help. He approached them with no fear as the girls purred and nudged him as well, he softly pet Alysanne as Rhaella continued to croon and chitter to her mother.

"I will, I was just thanking my girls, and wishing them a good night," she hoped as Robb smiled petting Rhaenys as well as Grey Wind sniffed their noses as they crooned to him.

"Come," he implored as she nodded with a small smile, giving the three a final pet, she left as Rhaella huffed nudging Robb as he laughed softly. Ever so carefully, he slowly lowered his hand to her beautiful red scales, he touched her nose as she closed her orange-red eyes in content. Robb gave her a few good pats before wishing them a good night as well before following his queen as she slowly made her way with the direwolf. Together they rejoined Ser Barristan who had waited at a distance for the dragons' sake, they'd been rather touchy as of late. He accompanied the King and Queen until their tent where Dornish relieved him, he bid both goodnight and left quickly soon after.

Inside they readied for bed as Robb helped her disrobe, their twins lay peaceful in their crib. He slowly kissed her shoulders as he slid the cloth off her, she stood still, either for him or her, she was not sure. His fingers slowly went down her bare arms as he pushed her dress off. "Are you well My Love?" he asked wanting to be sure as she turned her head sideways.

"Yes, Your Grace," she smiled. Eyes falling shut as he moaned softly, he continued to kiss her skin before turning her and giving her a deep kiss as she returned it removing her dress fully as he admired her change. He was careful around her breasts as she was tender but he enjoyed the full flesh, hands softly groping his hips and thighs before rubbing against her with the softest of touches as she whimpered, wanting him to fuck her. "Robb," she whined as he smirked.

"Ah uh, you My Queen are to take it easy, you have had babies," he reminded as she chuckled.

"Believe me, I know," she agreed before kissing him harshly as he lowered her to the bed and was slow about touching her, making her whine to prevent waking the twins as he slowly brought her to pleasure.

XXXII

Back on the road they kept a certain pace and they were more on alert. And more determined to get back. Rhaenyra though became unhappy in the carriage, she begged her husband who was not happy about her request. But he also knew that she would get around it, he relented, but she was only to travel beside Ser Barristan, the queen all too happily agreed. Since she got out she was fine to remain beside her guard. Gendry rode closer to the carriage, occasionally talking with Arya through the windows, Rhaenyra noticed her dragons flying faster and more energetic as she resumed her march beside the man who was a close friend now. They would talk and discuss things while marching, Ser Barristan told her everything he remembered about life as Kingsguard to her father and grandfather. And slowly but surely he also started to talk about her brother, Rhaegary, they would travel not close enough for others to hear their conversations but close enough that it would ease the others. Many thought that the queen should remain inside the carriage for her protection, but she was safe beside her guard and the dragons flying above them.

"Ser Barristan?" she questioned as he hummed at her while she watched her dragons. "I have noticed… my need to be closer to the dragons, but I had a strange dream just the other night. It was the middle of a battle, a dragon lands behind me… and I climb on, and flew off," Rhaenyra spoke as the knight listened.

"Your Grace, your family has been recorded as to have multiple dragon dreams that could be a number of things, though I do assume your dream we are talking about, it is possible you will ride one of your dragons," he surmised as she chuckled.

"Gods, that terrifies me," she surprised him as he looked to her. "Raising them is one thing, I treated them like I did Grey Wind. But riding them? That is a completely different thing," she frowned.

"But Your Grace, how did you expect them to fight? They would need a guiding hand," Ser Barristan reminded as she sighed softly, shifting her reins differently.

"You're right," she smiled softly, a week ago I-um," she trailed off looking at Rhaella who shrieked softly. Flying low above the army as many marveled in her coloring, Alysanne remained above them and near the back as she would fly off for the moment before returning. "The night Grey Wind accompanied me out before we left Riverrun, I found Rhaella just resting near the banks, I assumed she would be with her sisters who were flying and hunting nearby but she wasn't. I think I am starting to understand my reasoning to be near her and her to me a lot more," she spoke as Ser Barristan smiled.

"Just give a bit more time Your Grace, and soon dragons will fill the skies once again," with that they marched off together as Robb was calling to make camp. They would reach Winterfell within a fortnight, to Rhaenyra's immense pleasure and Catelyn's as well. Their host could not wait to see how Winterfell was accommodating for most of the families who now reside in the heart of the North. The Dreadfort remained within their home and the Borrowton as well, their lady refused to go.

XXXII

(Daenerys)

Daenerys watched as her men marched through after defeating Yunkai, she stood atop the rocks with Ser Jorah, Missandei and Grey Worm, her dragons settled in front of her chittering and purring as Drogon looked back to her. He reached her knees, and would grow quicker, her sister warned her of moments that her dragons grew randomly and Daenerys made sure to watch their growth, but she was told of a rage that ran through them all when they grew.

"Maybe they did not want to be conquered," Daenerys worried before Missandei shook her head the Unsullied and remaining Dothraki surrounded them.

"You didn't conquer them. You liberated them," Ser Jorah spoke as she looked down.

"People learn to love their chains," she countered as he sighed before a crowd of people poured out, wearing their collars as Daenerys watches them, Missandei spoke up when the Unsullied .

"Bisa iksis Daenērys Targārien, se Jelmāzmo, se Dorzalty, iā dāria hen Vesteros, Muña Zaldrīzoti. Issa naejot zirȳla ao enkagon aōha dāez," (This is Daenerys Targaryen, the Stormborn, the Unburnt, a Queen of Westeros, Mother of Dragons. It is to her you owe your freedom) Daenerys stopped Missandei in her speech.

"No" she didn't want anyone to owe her anything. They had free will of their own.

"Gaomā daor enkagon nyke aōha dāez. Nyke daor tepagon ziry naejot ao. Aōha dāez iksis daor ñuhon naejot tepagon. Ziry sytilībagon naejot ao Se ao mērī. Lo jaelā ziry arlī, istia gūrogon ziry syt aōla. Mirre se tolvie mēre hen ao," (You do not owe me your freedom. I cannot give it to you. Your freedom is not mine to give. It belongs to you and you alone. If you want it back, you must take it for yourselves. Each and every one of you) Daenerys spoke as they all stared at her in shock and awe. A man who seemed to be holding his child, his daughter reached out as he cried out.

"Mhysa!" his daughter and soon the crowd started to follow and when they approached the Unsullied tensed and stood at the ready confusing them.

"What does it mean?" Daenerys asked Missandei who paused.

"It means 'Mother,' it is old Ghiscari, Khalessi," she answered.

"It's alright," she soothed. "They won't hurt me," she knew she could trust them, Missandei smiled as Ser Jorah helped her down. When she knelt beside her dragons Drogon perked up. "Sōvegon," she whispered urging them to fly off, as soon as they did she started to descend. "Ivestragī nyke rēbagon," (Let me pass) she ordered as they separated. As she entered the crowd, they quickly surrounded her as her leaders worried before seeing her raised above the crowd as two men balanced her on their shoulders so everyone could see and touch her. She smiled as she looked to everyone, urging them to take her hands if they wished, she was quickly distracted by her dragons' wings beating against her softly. The chants of 'Mhysa' and shrieks of the dragons merged within her ears as she truly felt like a queen.

XXXII

End of chapter! I hope you enjoy it and please review! I love hearing your thoughts~

LunaDoesArt: Well I wish you luck on everything!

Svenion: Sorry part of a sentence got cut when I was typing this out from my notebook. That was a dream she had or nightmare, really. Then she actually woke up and a man was really hovering over her ready to kill her first, but Robb had woken up because of Grey Wind. I fixed it when I read your review, sorry for that.

NicoleR85: Glad! Hope you enjoy this!

RHatch89: XD

UnknownReaderHasJoined: Oh believe me that practically made me cry! I wasn't even thinking about killing them yet. I think I cried more for the animals than some of the humans beside Robb and Theon (he changed in the end~) And as I've probably said a few times, I do have something planned for the dragons and two people who know the Targaryen family well. But I do love your idea! They'd be tiny on those fully grown dragons if they rode them -.-' And yeah Rhaella would not only be bigger than him but 'bitchier' as my friend called her when she read this, and like I've said, I've hated Mad Dany, so I actually might not do it. But I hope you enjoy what I put up.

Mnk (Guest): I'm getting these out as fast as I can! Please enjoy~

recey2010: Believe me I'd break my heart in killing Robb, T.T

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