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Chapter rating: M

XXXIV

Rhaenyra moaned softly as she woke to an empty bed as she came face-to-face with a furry one, bringing a giggle from her as Grey Wind's tail wagged. He gave her a few licks to greet her before a throat clearing caught their attention as Robb came in with a plate of food, but his look made her tense.

"It appears a few of our healers left. Maester Lyon claimed they left," he commented as she frowned.

"They deserted us?" she asked alarmed. She only wanted Talisa gone, not multiple others.

"Yes," he spoke as he made his wolf leave, the wolf growled softly before Rhaenyra tossed meat out as he happily went after it. A laugh escaped her husband as he watched, before frowning.

"Do you think they will be caught by the Lannisters?" she asked worried for a moment.

"Either them or the Ironborn," he shrugged, hoping that it would not destroy them in the end.

"If the Ironborn find them they are as good as dead. I don't believe anyone could come back from being in with their lot," she spoke softly while taking a few bites from her food.

"Anyone can, just have to help them," he reasoned as she smirked. "We will be on our way soon," he spoke before kissing her forehead as Rhaenyra smiled, cupping his cheek.

"Alright, I'll be ready. We will be home soon," she smiled as he nodded hopeful as well, kissing her palm.

XXXIV

A week later Rhaenyra stood with Rhaella on the snowy ground, as she continued to pet the dragon's nose before Rhaenys came up, crooning softly the golden creature rubbed her head against her mother as they stood there. Catelyn had wanted to spend time with her grandchildren so she had taken up a seat in the King's tent while the camp was packed, Arya had joined Rhaenyra in sitting with the dragons, she was sitting in front of Alysanne's head and softly rubbed the tip of her nose, she had been slowly getting closer to the dragons as she spent more time with them. Arya was still amazed at the dragons and their growing sizes, her hand barely covered the front of her nose. She felt like they were growing larger overnight now but knew it was with how much they ate, they gorged on herds of deer and occasionally boar, Arya heard the squeals before watching the dragons engulf them.

"How big do you think they will be?" Arya asked, having seen Balerion's skull when she was still at King's Landing, the one thing she wished Rhaenyra could.

"I don't know Arya, as I have said before. They already are bigger than the last dragon a century and a half ago, they might grow as big as Balerion," she smiled as Rhaella growled softly, enjoying the caresses her mother gave as Rhaenys slept. Arya was playing with a charred bone from an elk, it's horns had major bite marks from where they had gnawed on them. Alysanne softly took it but would offer it back to a grinning girl who giggled as Rhaenyra smiled, watching. Her blue dragon happily played a small game of tug with the bone, she would not yank too hard but would pull as Arya pulled back. Alysanne seemed to have a sense of humor as she let it go watching Arya fall backwards with a howl of laughter before Grey Wind joined and snatched the bone bringing the young dragon back to the wolf to play, Arya continued to lie on the ground laughing. Ser Barristan and Gendry both smiled at seeing the fun the girls had.

"How are you handling it?" Ser Barristan asked as the younger shrugged softly.

"I try and stay close to who I am supposed to, it is still hard to be around the dragons," he spoke as Ser Barristan laughed softly.

"Do not worry, they know you are not a threat. So you are free to approach them," he spoke before doing just that as Rhaenys lifted her head suddenly and crooned softly as she leaned her head over, sniffing the hand he offered before purring as he stroked her scales softly. Gendry followed at a slower pace and still continued to watch the creatures with newfound interest, he nearly leapt a foot high when Alysanne sniffed his back and his legs, she had abandoned the direwolf who now chewed on the burned bones out of boredom. Trilling softly she nudged his hand too as he looked to a grinning Arya. It was still odd to see her in a dress, her hair was more girl-like as it was combed and cleaned, he knew Lady Catelyn struggled with the maids to keep Arya still looking like a girl.

"They like you," Rhaenyra smiled as she allowed Rhaella to leave, no doubt going hunting. Her sisters quickly perked up as well and decided to go as well. The four watched as Grey Wind stood and looked to an approaching soldier.

"Your Grace, Your Highness," he bowed to both queen and princess. "We are ready to leave," he nodded as Rhaenyra gave a firm nod.

"Of course, thank you," she pulled Arya up as Ser Barristan guided them to where the horses were. The direwolf continued to follow his mistress as they joined with the already marching army, the Dornish were waiting for her as Oberyn happily joined her pace. They started to talk and the small group listened to Oberyn's stories his daughters would occasionally join him in storytelling. Arya had wanted to ride alongside her good-sister, she has practically glued herself to the Sand sisters, they told her everything about Dorne and that trickled into her going into detail of why she loved the ancestor, Nymeria, so much. Even naming her wolf after her. Oberyn and his daughter, Nymeria, both found it endearing and admiring, they kept her near so they could continue to talk. Rhaenyra smiled to Tyene and Obara who chuckled with Ser Barristan watching as Gendry went to guarding, he was still stunned by the openness of the queen and king. He always heard about royals being very rigid, but his constant talking to Ser Barristan helped him learn how to handle the Stark family they were raised to be lords and ladies, though he figured they would do better than the Lannister. Both were southern men so it would be a challenge to be in the North. Rhaenyra watched as the army marched, she was exhausted and wanted to go home. Robb said they should be at Winterfell in a fortnight, Catelyn could not wait as she missed her sons so much. Rhaenyra could not wait either, her son and daughter would be safe, and being within her home will ensure that. As they marched on the guards were becoming more tense and Grey Wind seemed to be snappier. Rhaenyra knew something was going to happen, she could just feel it, slowly she noticed the siluett of her dragons within the clouds.

'The fools that try,' she thought as she trailed away from the small group and trotted up to Robb. "Is something going on?" she asked as he nodded.

"A scout recorded Ironborn being reported heading to attack Torrhen's Square," he spoke as she tensed.

"T-Torrhen's Square? That's days within Winterfell," she panicked as he nodded and shushed her softly.

"We're trying to keep it quiet so it will not panic the people. Especially Mother," he spoke as she nodded, understanding, they were so close and Rhaenyra feared for the people's safety. Panic made the people crazy and unsafe, which meant bad for the ones who truly needed the protection. "We will be bringing a meeting so we can decide how to handle it before informing the others," he decided as she nodded.

"Are we to keep marching when you all ride off?" she asked as Robb thought a moment.

"Yes," he answered making her nod and think about her route, she'll have to request help from the other, she was going to make sure the women were closer to the middle so the guards were first.

Later on she watched with a small smile as Robb held Elaena, playfully bouncing her as Theon greeted her by softly pinching her toes as she squealed. Eddard rested in Ellaria's arms as she rocked him with Tyene cooing to him, it wasn't hard to see that Tyene had grown quite attached to the Stark family and the babes, most of all, but she bonded to the Queen as she would always be beside her like her knights, acting like a secondary guard for her. Rhaenyra smiled as she watched them all spend time together while they rested before making camp. It was no secret that Robb adored his children, both his daughter and son. He could not wait for them to have more siblings, like he told his wife, he wanted a horde of children together.

XXXIV

Rhaenyra smiled softly as her husband entered their tent, they would march off tomorrow as Rhaenyra would continue the march to Winterfell, she was praying that he would be safe and make it through. So now she sat on their bed, completely naked as Robb nearly tripped at seeing her bare as the day she was born. His mother was caring for the twins tonight and now he understood why as he stared at his wife's naked flesh.

"You're going to battle again, against more Ironborn. I wish you to make it back alive," she spoke softly, tears in her voice as he shed his clothing. Pressing his lips harshly against hers, he brought a hand to her shoulder and shoved her down, her hands flew to his hair instantly, gripping the auburn curls as his cock pressed to her wet lips.

"We will go home," he whispered as she moaned softly as he nudged her. "Back home to Winterfell," he swore before entering her as he kissed her harshly to cut her wail off. They continued on into the night as Rhaella settled herself down near her mother's tent content with watching over her, a small growl escaping her sharp teeth as she looked to see a man walking through camp, staring at the letter he was sent. Suddenly he looked and realized he was being watched by the large dragon, looking to her, she growled softly as he bowed his head to her in respect. Grey Wind, who had been dragging carcass to her, paused and huffed, panting as Rhaella lowered her large head sniffing the deer body before engulfing it in fire, instantly becoming a charred corpse the fire went out when she grabbed it before dropping it into the snowy ground. As the ground snow melted it also cooled the burned meat as Grey Wind took some, ripping his chunk off he chewed it while she swallowed large pieces that she ripped off. The men who watched, watched in stunned silence as the dragon ate the deer in a few strong bites. Like the wolf did. The man himself sighed and folded the paper up before pocketing it as he sighed, clearing his throat he pulled his cloak closer, despite being born to this weather, it got to everyone.

XXXIV

"And you are sure that they're going in this direction?" a young woman asked as she stared down at a map. The once healer of the northern army stood alongside her, a bruise forming on her chin from where one of the men had struck her. She could hear the cries of others and felt the bile in her throat as she was grateful that she had claimed to know information, it's what kept her safe.

"Yes," she spoke softly, knowing the King would have his wife lead the people down the path that would go along the loyal northern towns, she knew many would offer aide to the northern king. She only hoped Robb made it out, she wanted the Ironborn to raid the train of the remaining army.

"And what about the dragons?" Yara asked instantly.

"They're as big as horses, maybe a bit bigger. I could never really see them when I was there. They always surrounded their mother, the Queen," she sneered as Yara raised an eye.

"Take you don't like the woman," she stated obviously as Talisa blushed.

"She's horrid, cruel. Enjoys holding power," Talisa spoke, eyes lighting up as she realized she could turn the Greyjoy against the Targaryen more. "Her twin is just the same as I overheard she was slaughtering the people in the East. Rhaenyra tried to have me sent back there, she told them to give me to her twin," Yara could tell the girl was obsessed with the king of the north, so she was half inclined to believe her on the traits, it would fit a Targaryen. Only the people she has overturned prayed she'd save them with 'King Robb' but she still didn't believe that those dragons might pose a problem. No one has seen them, they've heard about them and the damage they've done, but no visual sight. This healer and the other healers her men snatched up from the road when they were heading back North were the only ones that have seen the dragons in person.

"The wound?" Yara pointed out the scabs on her hand.

"A wolf," she spoke quickly. "The King's direwolf," she corrected at Yara's eye twitch when she wasn't specific.

"Wild animals," Yara claimed as she shook her head. "Alright, go. I have no further need of you tonight," she dismissed as Talisa swallowed at being treated like this. But she still wanted the queen dealt with, she knew if one could slip past, they could kill her, no matter how loyal those animals were to her. The moment she was dead, they'll fly off, Talisa was positive bout that. "Alright," Yara started as the woman left. "The healer is obsessed with the northern king and that will be her downfall, but to our advantage," Yara grinned as her men chuckled.

"The other healers were useless. They spoke about nothing but good from the queen and king, refused to give anything," one spoke.

"Give them time they will talk," she offered. "So I'm going to hit Winterfell with our main force, you lot go after the Queen and her group. I am sure you can outwit baby dragons who have not been to war yet," she spoke up as the men cheered and couldn't wait, hoping they could hit the dragons to take them down if they were still young.

XXXIV

Rhaenyra watched as her husband marched off with the soldiers, Oberyn alongside him as they talked. The Dornish prince could not wait to get some more Ironborn.

"Your Grace shall we continue?" An Umber asked as she turned with a nod. Rhaella sat behind her as she lowered her head to her mother. Rhaenyra now came to her dragon's shoulder as she reached up and pet the dragon's face as she whined softly, trilling and cooing as she growled.

"Yes, we must make haste. For I fear how quick the Ironborn will be," she ordered as the men smirked.

"Worry not Your Grace, for they do not know the North like we do," Smalljon spoke as Rhaenyra frowned.

"Smalljon? I thought-"

"Forgive me, Your Grace. But the King had requested I join the march back to ensure our survival and the better chance of avoiding thieves and bandits," he smiled softly as she chuckled gently.

"Smart, good. We'll have great company along the way," she smiled as he nodded and offered her a hand up on her horse. Corlys shifted oddly when they started up the march, Gendry rode close to the carriage along with the Sand Snakes and Arya who resumed their discussion from the start of the march. Ser Barristan rode close to Smalljon as they talked while Baela rode beside Rhaenyra today, Valaena, Catelyn, Lynara and Ellaria sat in the carriage with the babies, keeping them warm with the advancing winter.

"The girls seem to enjoy the snow," Baela grinned as she saw Rhaella roll in it a brief second before pushing back up, stirring up the snow on the ground. Rhaenys would tackle Alysanne playfully in the air before resuming their flight as Rhaella would hit the trees to knock the snow free.

"They were born in this weather," Rhaenyra reminded as her maid smirked. "They have always enjoyed the snow no matter what they did to it. They're bodies are pure fire and yet they love the snow. Find the riddle in that," the queen suggested as her maid laughed softly.

"They're winter dragons," Baela spoke softly as they continued to watch them, small laughs as they continued on. The march was uneventful to Rhaenyra as she kept a strong eye out for everyone's safety. Her dragons were shrieking as they flew back over the group, Rhaenyra continuously felt a nagging feeling in her bones that something was about to happen. Ser Barristan, noticing her behavior, had quietly ordered the guards to be on the lookout, but he too felt something was off.

XXXIV

A few days into the march is when her bad feeling paid off, a small horde of Ironborn attacked and actually started to overpower the reduced northern army. Corlys had bucked Rhaenyra when an arrow landed in her left rear leg, taking off it left the queen on foot as a sword was pushed into her hands by Smalljon who joined her to help defend her. Arya had been pushed into the carriage before it was suddenly surrounded by Dornish and northern men. But it wasn't them they were after, they all knew who. They were after the queen, as they had a small group go for the queen's horse, but Rhaenyra was smarter and able to lose her cloak and was in fact dressed in a leather over a riding outfit. Her braid was over her shoulder and she was not in a dress but dressed like a man. When she had shared her worries to her maids they had created this small thing to protect her in case she had to be on foot. Now Smalljon and Ser Barristan stood alongside her as they fought against their enemies, her swordplay was not good like the knight and soldier but was enough to keep her enemies at bay.

"Your Grace, we must get you away from this," Ser Barristan spoke as he slashed through men. A cry from the forest alarmed them as more Ironborn surrounded them, alarming Rhaenyra as she saw men being slashed through by the Greyjoy whores, fire burning her veins before shrieks came from the sky, it stilled many of the Ironborn who fearfully looked around. Rhaenys and Alysanne dropped as they burned the men angrily; the mixture of blue and golden flames terrified many, it gave the two men enough room to aide in fighting the Ironborn back while Rhaenyra looked to her dragons watching as the two burned men that came to close to Rhaenyra, but one man came too close. He roughly grabbed Rhaenyra by her braid and held it firm when he turned her as he raised a dagger to drive it into her heart before Rhaella's enraged tone raged on behind him. In fear, he whirled around to come face-to-face with her opening mouth, fire filled it as he pulled Rhaenyra closer before her voice terrified him.

"Dracarys," she ordered as Rhaella did as she was told, Rhaenyra drove her knee into the man's unprotected side and dove to the side as her dragon's fire caught her pants, leaving her skin unburnt. Another was about to attack her downed form before Smalljon ran him through, hauling her up he pushed her behind him and closer to her dragon.

"Stay close to her, Your Grace," he ordered, knowing she was safer with the dragon being above her. Rhaenyra did so but also avoided when the dragon would send a blood-red jetstream of fire at a row of men. The intensity startled many, as one shouted for arrows to be shot at Rhaella, worrying the two as Smalljon turned to her. "She needs to be in the air, the ground is dangerous for her," he frantically spoke as she nodded before more fire rained down, the sisters were doing their best to aid their sister who focused on her mother. Rhaenyra turned to look at her and paused for a split second, a pull made her do this. Ever so carefully she climbed up by stepping on parts of Rhaella's shoulder bone, gripping onto the scales that jutted out sharply, she hauled herself on like she would an unsaddled horse. But a dragon was completely different as the creature shifted and moved, Rhaenyra fearfully held on as the dragon turned as many gasped in horror at seeing her.

"Rhae?!" Arya's frantic voice came out as Gendry forced her back into the carriage. Jaime watched as Rhaella shrieked and burned dozens of more Ironborn, many started to flee. But Rhaenyra ignored it all as she felt the fire beneath her fingers in her dragon's body and an urge to fly made her say it.

"Sōvegon," Rhaella understood instantly and started to trudge through the army which separated like the Earth would during a quake. Some were too slow and stepped on, others knocked down by the wings as she started flapping. Not caring about the weight on her back Rhaella leapt up as Rhaenyra looked down to see her people staring with shock and awe, Jaime stood as he continued to watch her circle on her dragon as Arya stood next to a stunned Gendry who gave a soft 'Seven hells' in stunned awestruck at seeing a mounted Targaryen.

Rhaenyra grunted softly as she aimed her dragon's head in the direction of the fleeing Ironborn, treating her like an unsaddled horse digging her knees into her neck, Rhaella not needing a word set fire to the men who screamed as the remaining Northern army defeated the rest. Rhaenys and Alysanne joined at seeing their mother aim the largest dragon in the fleeing men's direction before joining, it was not too long until the men were defeated as the youngest dragons landed but Rhaella refused as Rhenyra did her best to urge her down. "Tegun," (Land,) Rhaenyra ordered as the dragon growled, flying once more over the army as they watched in shock as she flew off. The young queen looking down and watching as her men became smaller, despite her orders the dragon refused to listen, with their queen as the younger dragons shrieked and cried out, gorging and eating the bodies. Baela who had been cleaning her blade off stumbled over to Smalljon and Ser Barristan who stared at the flying creature. Rhaenyra looked back continuously as Rhaella flew higher in the clouds, it was blinding as the clouds blocked her views. Before long she realized Rhaella was flying her north, she was flying back home. A moment made her worry when she realized Rhaenys and Alysanne were left behind as their sister took off without warning, but soon a smaller piece of her told her they would be alright. She had to hold on tight as Rhaella flew through the cold, the dragon kept her a bit warmer but she still felt cold, the continuous rumbles of the dragon made her body tremble. 'Please, please be safe Robb,' she begged as the dragon shrieked angrily.

XXXIV

End! DON'T SHOOT ME! Please, please tell me how it was. I hope I did not butcher the moment she first flies, but it's also very important in the next chapter! I was going to make it longer but split it up. I hope you all enjoyed it! I will try to get the next chapter out as soon as possible~ I promise to make the next chapter longer.

jumpingmanatee: I've always hated Talisa because she is the reason Robb lost everything. I always fast-forward during her scenes which is sad as I love Robb! And as I've said everytime I hope I do her ending justice!

LunaDoesArt: No, because I want that too! That's not mean ;)

gunzen: I'm glad your enjoying! But thank you for explaining the con of character bashing, and it is true that when I read stories like that they do protray them stupid, I sadly stopped reading Jacob/OC stories because they were all Bella bashing and she acted dumb along with the Cullens. Also I will have Talisa dealt with soon but I never liked her nor will I ever, as I said in a few different chapters that I would skip her parts and I do think she ruined his storyline. But I promise she is the only one I feel that s*** about because everyone else I like too much to do that too. Even the enemies ^.^ By the way that was an awesome example! But I felt like with her spending time with Robb while the queen was on Dragonstone put a little obsession into her, and sadly I had just finished watching Obsessed with Beyoncé, so it settled there.

RHatch89: Glad you liked it~

NicoleR85: But yes as most would they refuse to have a foriegn whore trying to work her way into their King's life. But I hope you keep enjoying~

ej101: I hope you like what I have planned for later, please enjoy!

lolistarkiller: Nice idea~ especially if it was Dany who overheard if they went through Essos where she resides ;)

Crystal-Wolf-Guardian-967: Glad to hear, please continue to enjoy~

MillieBelle: Oh trust me I will cry if I ever do that. I practically sobbed when the dragons and wolves were killed off.

brachelle80: Oh believe me I'm half torn to do either!

~Rusty14~