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Joanna walked out of Winterfell noticing that Lyarra and Marleina were already mounted on their horse. Aegon stood nearby Balerion holding his reigns. A mounting block was placed in front of Balerion so she could mount her horse. She walked over to Balerion with a smile she petted his nose before she stepped up on the mounting block Aegon held her hand to help her. She mounted Balerion sidesaddle. She looked over to where the rest of the royal party was at. Her eyes met her mother's eyes. Robb made his way over to her he placed his hand on Balerion's hip.

"He is a majestic beast. I thought nothing less for you Princess. I am glad we meet and wish you safe travels," Robb told her.

Joanna smiled down at him. She leaned forward stroking Balerion long mane.

"This is Balerion father gave him to me," Joanna told him.
"You name him after a dragon, only you princess," Robb laughed.

"I did, Meraxes was named after one as well. What can I say I fascinated with Dragons," Joanna said she sent a coy smile over to Aegon who had mounted his own horse.

Jaime walked out with Tyrion close behind him. His eyes caught sight of Joanna already on her large black war stallion. It was like he could see her for the first time. She was dangerous being. And her being close to the young wolf did not bow well for them. Tyrion caught his gaze.

"She has the makings of a true queen wouldn't you agree," Tyrion muttered looking up at Jaime with knowing look.

"Aye, she does she reminds me of our sister," Jaime commented looking over toward Cersei.

"Yes, but unlike our dear sister, she has made allies here in the North," Tyrion stated.

Tyrion and Jaime regarded each other for a long moment before Tyrion walked over to mount his horse. Jaime stared at Joanna for a time. He slowly started to wonder how much of their father's teaching did Joanna take to heart.

"Goodbye Stark," Joanna said.

"And you princess," Robb said walking away from her.

Robert came out he nodded to Ned as he headed out. He walked over to Joanna. He looked up at his daughter with a smile on her face.

"My sweet doe, I wish you safe travels," Robert told Joanna said.

"As I do you father," Joanna replied with a smile.

"You will do whatever you guard tell you, daughter," Robert ordered.

"I will father," Robert said.

"I will keep her safe Your Grace," Aegon told him.

"I will expect nothing less from you Ser Aeron Dayne. But I just cannot let anything happening to my doe," Robert said. He looked over to King's Guard. His eyes landed on Ser Barristan Selmy. "Ser Barristan, get over here now," Robert yelled.

All eyes swung to Robert who was standing by Joanna. Jaime and Cersei shared a concerned look. Something told them in their gut something was wrong. Even if the plan to kill her was off the table this was not good. Ser Barristan came over and knelt before Robert and in turn, Joanna who was right behind him on Balerion. Aegon looked to Joanna in shock. She knew her gut what Robert was going to do with his statement.

"Your Grace," Ser Barristan said.

"I have a request of you. My daughter our Princess Joanna is heading to the Wall. I want you to accompany her along with her guard to keep her safe from all harm. Laying down your life as if was my own for her," Robert commanded.

"It will be done your grace," Ser Barristan said.

Cersei looked at Jaime with wide eyes. Robert had just as good as transferred Ser Barristan to Joanna guard. Giving her a king's guard something that only his main heir should have. Joanna looked over to Tyrion. He nodded his head to her. Ser Barristan mounted his own horse heading on the other side of Balerion.

Soon they were heading out. Tyrion rode with two red cloaks by his side. Meraxes was in Joanna's saddle bag. Her ladies maids rode together followed by Ser Barristan then Joanna on Balerion beside her was Aegon on his horse on his saddle bag was the bag with the dragon eggs. At the rear was Benjen Stark. Benjen turned and looked back were Jon was talking with Ned. Benjen turned back kicking his horse into gallop heading to head of the group. Jon moved forward. Ned looked at Joanna on her horse. She looked over her shoulder at him.

"Safe travels, Princess," Ned called.

"Stay safe Lord Stark," Joanna called out moving Balerion faster.

Ned watched her control Balerion with ease and grace. Her raven hair flowed behind her. It was clear as day she was Robert's daughter. Aeron moved forward with her. Ned's eyes lingered on Aeron Dayne. Something about his story did not sit well with Ned. He was not sure Aeron Dayne was really Aeron Dayne at all but he knew better to question Robert's decision. That and he did not know who else he could be. One idea popped into his head but that was impossible. The babe died in the sack. Lyarra looked like her mother in many ways mixed with Brandon; whereas Jon looked Brandon mostly. But Aeron Dayne looked nothing like Arthur Dayne or Ashara Dayne or any other Dayne that Ned could remember. He shook his head and rode off heading toward King's Landing.

Ned and the Royal party had stopped to the midday meal. Ned sat at a table. King Robert was relieving himself on a tree. Before, he headed back toward the table.

"Gods this is country!" King Robert started heading back over to the table. He sat down across from Ned. They were surrounded by guards with food on the table. "I've half a mind to leave them all behind and keep going." King Robert stated.

"I've half a mind to go with you," Ned said.

"What do you say, just you and me on the king's road, sword at our sides. A couple of tavern wenches to warm our beds tonight?" King Robert asked.

"You should have asked me twenty years ago" Ned commented.

"There were wars to fight, woman to marry. We never had a chance to be young." King Robert stated.

"I recalled a few chances" Ned laughed.

King Robert and Ned both laughed. They ate.

"There was that one… Oh, what was her name? That common girl of yours? Becca with the great big tits you could bury your face in." King Robert reminisced.

"Bessie; She was one of yours" Ned commented.

"Bessie! Thanks the gods for Bessie and her tits" King Robert started. He looked at Ned for a moment as they remembered the past. Ned looked off. "Yours was Aleena? No. You told me once. Meryl? Your bastards' mother?" King Robert finished.

"Wylla," Ned said gravely.

"That's it. She must have been a rare wench to make Lord Eddard Stark forget his honor. You never told me what she looked like" King Robert commented.

"Nor will I" Ned stated.

"We were at war. None of us knew if we were gonna go back home again. You're too hard on yourself. You always have been. I swear if I weren't your king, you'd have hit me already" Robert said.

"The worst thing about your coronation…I'll never get to hit you again." Ned laughed.

"Trust me that's not the worst thing. Cersei urging me to marry off Joanna," Robert told him.

"She is of marrying age. Many ladies her age mother by now," Ned told him.

"I'm not ready to part with her just yet. Cersei has the gall to suggest Daven Lannister. I already shot that down. Trust me if your son was not set to Lord of Winterfell I would have her married to him in heartbeat," Robert paused.

Ned nodded his head as Robert took a drink of his wine.

"She mentioned someone else and you're considering it," Ned asked.

"Yes, Aeron Dayne I know a lesser lord son. I can make him a Lord if I want to. But he will no longer be on Tywin Lannister back pocket this way. And they seem close enough and it would keep her in the Capital," Robert told him.

"They do seem quite close," Ned said considering the match but at the same time his doubt of who Aeron Dayne was, was in his mind.

"There was a rider in the night," Robert said pulling out a piece of paper. He handed it, Ned. Ned read the piece of paper.

"Viserys Targaryen has wed some Triarchs sister Serylla Vhassar. What of it? Do we send her a wedding gift?" Ned said irritated.

"A knife perhaps, a good sharp one, and a bold man to weld it" King Robert commented.

"Serylla is little more than a child," Ned said.

"Soon enough that child will spread her legs and start breeding." Robert started.

"Tell me we're not speaking of this," Ned stated horrified that they were talking killing child half a world away because of who her family married her too.

"Oh, it's unspeakable to you? What her father did to your family; What Rhaegar Targaryen did to your sister the woman I loved? I'll kill every Targaryen I get my hands on." King Robert said venom fully.

"But you can't get your hands on this one, can you?" Ned stated.

"There are still those in the seven kingdoms who call me usurper. If the Targaryen boy crosses with an army at his back, the scum will join him."King Robert yelled.

"He will not cross. And if by chance he does we'll throw him back into the sea," Ned stated.

"There's a war coming, Ned. I don't know when I don't know who we'll be fighting. But it's coming" Robert said.

Joanna and Aegon were alone in the forest by where the camp was. They were locked in a passionate embrace. His lips locked on her own. His hands tangled into her long loose curls. Her hands were on his back. They pulled apart rest their head against each other head. Aegon leaned forward pressing a gentle kiss on her mouth.

"I love you," Joanna said.

"And I you," Aegon replied.

Tyrion sat back at camp reading a book. He looked to where Joanna should be. He did not see her or Ser Aeron. This was the second time they disappeared together. He knew something was up but he was not sure what. Joanna came back first. Ser Barristan gave her some supper. A moment later Ser, Aeron emerged from the forest. Benjen came back with two men in ropes around their wrist. Jon sat near Tyrion. Lyarra and Marleina sat near Joanna. A tent was set up for the women.

"Sit you'll be fed and untied them" Benjen ordered.

"Ah, rapers, they were given a choice no doubt; castration or the Wall. Most choose the knife. Not impressed by your new brothers? Lovely thing about the Watch you discard your old family and get a whole new one," Tyrion explained looking a Jon. Tyrion went back to his book.

"Why do you read so much," Jon asked.

"Look at me and tell me what you see," Tyrion said his eyes not leaving the page.

"Is this a trick," Jon asked.

"What you see is a dwarf. If I'd been born a peasant they might've left me in the woods to die. Alas, I was born a Lannister of Casterly Rock. Things are expected of me. My father was the hand of King for twenty years," Tyrion explained.

"Until your brother killed that king," Jon spat.

"Yes, until my brother killed him. Life is full of these little ironies. My sister married the new king and my repulsive nephew will be king after him," Tyrion explained. He looked sideways to Joanna. She gave him a look and he returned said look. It said that Joffery would never be king. "I must do my part for the honor of my house. Wouldn't you agree? But how, well my brother has his sword and I have my mind. And a mind needs books like a sword needs a whetstone. That why I read so much Jon Snow. And what's story bastard?" Tyrion asked.

"Ask me nicely and maybe I'll tell you, dwarf," Jon growled.

"A bastard boy with nothing to inherit, off to join the ancient order of the Night's Watch alongside his valiant brother's in arms," Tyrion joked.

"The Night's Watch protects the realm form…"Jon started.

"Ah yes, yes against grumpkins and snarks and all other monsters your wet-nurse warned you about. You are a smart boy; you don't believe that nonsense," Tyrion asked.

"Uncle leave him be," Joanna said.

"I don't need you to speak for me," Jon spat.

"You don't but I can see you are upset which in turn upset your twin sister who I do care and will defend. So, Jon Snow, I will intervene when I deem fit," Joanna said like a queen.

"That my boy is reason Joanna would make a great queen," Tyrion commented.

Later that night most of the camp was asleep. Joanna was in her tent with her maids. Ser Barristan was sleep not far from the entrance of the tent. Aegon sat by a tree near the tent with dawn on his lap with a whetstone. Tyrion looked over to him as he tried to sleep.

"What is it?" Aegon asked.

"There is something going on between my niece and you I know it," Tyrion whispered.

"What's it to you, my lord," Aegon commented.

"She will be a queen and need to marry a high lord. I would hate to see her fall for someone that is impossible for to marry," Tyrion said.

"I would never see her hurt. I love her. I would give up everything for her," Aegon confessed.

Tyrion nodded his head. A queen that was loved was better than a king that was feared. But something in his word caught his attention. What did a knight have to give up? A swordsman would never, not be needed. This led Tyrion to believe there was more to Aeron that met the eyes. He would watch him more closely now.