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Author Note: Night hours explain. Hour of the Bat- First hour and half of the night (7 pm-10 pm). Hour of the Eel- Late Evening (10 pm-12 am). Hour of the Ghost- Midnight (12 am- 1 am).Hour of the Owl – When darkness fully sets (1 am- 2 am). The Hour of Wolf- the darkest part of the Night (2 am- 4 am). The Hour of the Nightingale- When dawn begins to break (4 am- 6 am).
Ned sat in the tower of the Hand. One of his household guards was in front of him. They were the only ones in the room. Ned was signing his name at the bottom of the copy of Robert's Will.
"You will sail to Dragonstone now. You will place this in the hands of Stannis Baratheon or Joanna Baratheon. Not his steward, not his captain of the guard, and not his wife. Not her guards or ladies. Only Stannis or Joanna's hands," Ned ordered handing him the sealed letter.
"Yes, my lord," the guard said as a knock sounded at the door and Little Finger entered the room.
"Now leave us," Ned ordered.
"My Lord Protector," Little Finger addressed Ned as the door shut.
"The King has no true-born sons. Joffrey and Tommen are Jaime Lannister's' bastard," Ned revealed.
"So when the King dies?" Little Finger asked leaning against the window toward the balcony.
"The Throne passes to his true-born daughter Princess Joanna" Ned answered.
"So it would seem. Unless…" Little Finger started.
"There is no "unless". She is the rightful heir. Nothing can change that," Ned growled.
"And she cannot take the throne without your help. You would be wise to deny it to her. And make sure Joffrey succeeds. No Queen has ever sat the Iron Throne," Little Finger stated.
"Do you have a shred of honor?" Ned questioned.
"You are now the Hand of the King and Protector of the Realm. All the power is yours. You need only reach out and take it. Make peace with the Lannisters. Wed Joanna to your son. Wed your daughter to Joffrey. We have plenty of time to get rid of Stannis. And if Joffrey seems likely to cause problems when he comes into his throne. We Simply reveal his little secret," Little Finger suggested.
"What we?" Ned asked.
"And seat with any luck your grandson on the throne. Or seat Lord Renly on the Trone," Little Finger suggested.
"What you suggest is Treason," Ned said gravely.
"Only if we lose," Little Finger tells him sitting across from him.
"Make peace with the Lannister you say. With the people who tried to murder my boy," Ned asked.
"We only make peace with our enemies, my Lord. That's why it's called making peace," Little Finger told him.
"No, I won't do it," Ned growled.
"So it will be Joanna and war?" Little Finger asked.
"There is no other choice. She is the heir," Ned stated.
"So why did you call me here? Not for my wisodom clearly?" Little Finger asked annoyed.
"You promised Catelyn you would help me. The Queen has a dozen knights and a hundred men-at-arms. Enough to overwhelm my household guard. I need the Gold Cloaks. The City Watch is two thousand strong and sword to defend the King's peace," Ned explained.
Little Finger touched the catspaw dagger that rested on Ned's desk. There was something clear in the room. Little Finger eyed Ned as Ned eyed Little Finger.
"Looks at you. You know what you want me to do. You know it has to be done. But it is not honorable so the words stick in your throat," Little Finger taunted. Little Finger started to turn the blade toward Ned and then back toward himself. " When the Queen declares one king and the Hand declares another Queen whose peace do the Gold Cloaks protect? Who do they follow? The man who pays them." Little finger explained as turned the blade to point at him.
Willas Tyrell sat in High Garden. He had two letters before him. Mace had run off to get Margaery a crown before Lord Stannis' letter arrived. Alerie walked into the room looking for Mace. She was dressed in a Hightower green gown. Her blonde hair tumbled down her back. Her green eyes locked on the worried face of her oldest son.
"Willas my son what is it?" Alerie asked.
"Father is more stupid than any of thought. He is out to buy Magaery a crown. So she could fulfill her desire to be the queen. Renly has married Margaery. He has declared himself king. Loras wrote us to call the banners to war. But the other letter comes from Lord Stannis Baratheon. It states I am to present myself on Dragonstone as a possible prince consort of Queen Joanna Baratheon. She is the rightful Queen. That Joffrey Tommen and Myrcella are Jaime Lannister's bastard children. The banners have been called but some of them will follow Father to their ends. But others have seen what Tywin will do for his favorite grandchild. It is a fool's mission to go against Tywin. And that is what father is doing," Willas explained.
"Margaery always wanted to be the queen. But even our ancestors when they named Aegon II king had a right to that throne. She has none. Could you see yourself happy as Joanna's husband?" Alerie asked.
"I don't know, Mother, but I do know going to war to defend Joanna's claim is the right thing to do," Willas stated.
Ned was walking in the courtyard when a servant ran toward him. The guard pulled the swords out. Ned motioned for him to be allowed to pass. They put their swords away.
"King Joffrey requests your presence in the Throne room," The Servant told him.
"King Joffrey," Ned asked.
"King Robert is gone. The gods give him rest," The servant told him.
Little Finger and Lord Varys met him outside the throne room. Ned looked to Little Finger.
"All is accomplished the city watch is yours," Little Finger told him.
"Good," Ned said.
"We stand behind you, Lord Stark" Janos Slynt told him.
"All hail his grace, Joffrey of houses Baratheon and Lannister first of his name King of Andals, and first men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the realm," the person announced as Ned and his guard and city watched entered the Throne room.
Joffrey was sitting on the Iron Throne. Cersei was by his side he had his Kingsguard standing in front of him. The hound was standing on the other side of Cersei. Joffrey had no crown on his head.
"I command the council to make all necessary arrangements for my coronation. I wish to be crowned within the fortnight. Today I shall accept oaths of fealty from my lord councilors," Joffrey ordered.
Ned eyed Cersei. He pulled out the will of King Robert. He handed to one of Kingsguard. The guard looked at it. His eyes went to the queen.
"King Robert's seal unbroken. Lord Eddard Stark is herein named Protector of the realm, to rule as regent until Joanna returns and is wedded. At which time she shall be crowned queen," the guard read.
"May I see that letter?" Cersei asked. She took the letter. Her eyes scanned the letter. As she started to talk again she ripped the piece of paper and threw it on the floor. She knew if Tywin ever learned that Robert named Joanna Queen he would stand by her side. It was better to destroy any evidence of that fact. "Protector of the realm. Is this meant to be your shield, Lord Stark? A piece of paper?" Cersei asked.
"Those were the king's words," The guard said shocked.
"We have a new king now. When we last spoke you offered me some council. Allow me to return the courtesy. Bend the knee, My Lord. Bend the knee and swear loyalty to my son. And we shall allow you to live out your days in the gray waste you call home," Cersei offered thinking she knew the game of the throne better than Joanna ever could.
"Your son has no claim to the throne," Ned yelled.
"Lair" Joffrey roared.
"You condemn yourself with your own mouth, Lord Stark. Seize this traitor," Cersei commanded.
"Kill him, Kill all of them, I Command it," Joffrey roared in fit rage.
"Commander, take the queen and her children into custody. Escort them back to the royal apartments and keep them under guard," Ned ordered.
"Men of the Watch," Jantos ordered.
The City watch all drew their sword. At the same time, the hound and Kingsguard drew their swords. Ned's eyes locked on Joffrey and Cersei's eyes. She knew she had the upper hand. She had a start of smirk on her face. Joffrey was raging like mad man he was.
"I want no bloodshed. Tell your men to lay down their swords. No one needs to die," Ned stated.
"Now," Jantos ordered.
At that moment, The city watch murdered all of Lord Stark's guards. It painted the throne room blood red. Ned turned to and drew his sword. As soon as his back was turned. Little Finger held the blade to Ned's throat.
"I did warn you not to trust me," Little Finger told him.
Margaery stood in front of Septon in Storm's End. She stood beside Renly. This was their wedding. She had a smile on her face. It was clear as day in her mind she was going to be the Queen. Everything she wanted was within her gasp. Renly's voice trembles with indecision. He was betraying his niece. As he closed his eyes before he repeated their wedding vows. He could see Joanna's smiling face as a child as she looked up at him. In his heart, he knew this was a mistake but it was too late to back out now.
Oberyn made his way to where Doran was sitting. Their eyes met. In Doran's hand was a letter from Stannis Baratheon. He handed it to Oberyn when he reached him. Oberyn scanned the words. King Robert was gore by boar he was likely to die if not already dead. He had named Joanna as his heir. Lord Stannis had taken it upon himself to call banners to defend her claim.
"You and our army depart for Dragonstone at Hour of Nightingale," Doran ordered.
"It will be done," Oberyn replied leaving to make sure everyone was ready to leave at daybreak.
Robb and Theon sat in the dining hall in Winterfell. Maester Luwin came in with a scroll a raven had carried from King's Landing. He handed Robb the scroll.
"Treason?" Robb asked standing up. He looked to Maester Luwin in shock. "Sansa wrote this?" Robb continued to ask.
"It is your sister's hand but the queen's words. You are summoned to King's Landing to swear fealty to the new king." Maester Luwin stated.
Robb looked over to Theon. He could not believe this.
"Joffrey put my father in chains now he wants his arse kissed?" Robb stated.
"This is a royal command, my lord. If you should refuse to obey…" Maester Luwin started.
"I won't refuse. His grace summons me to King's Landing. I'll go to King's Landing but not alone." Robb started rolling up the scroll. He handed it back to Maester Luwin. The next words would change his life forever he knew this. "Call the banners" Robb stated.
"All of them my lord?" Maester Luwin asked.
"They all sworn to defend my father have they not?" Robb asked.
"They have"
"Now we see what their words are worth."
"Yes," Maester Luwin said walking away to call the banners.
Robb sat down next to Theon. Theon looked at him.
"You are afraid?" Theon asked.
"I must be," Robb said as he held out his trembling hand.
"Good," Theon said.
"Why is that a good?" Robb asked.
"It means you're not stupid" Theon stated.
The sun was setting on the beach of Dragonstone. Joanna was playing with Shireen. There was laughing and joyful noise filling the air. She was throwing Shireen up in the air. There was a sense of joy and peace that would shatter in minutes. But all were unaware of what was about to happen. It was at moment that Aegon caught sight group of people rushing down the stairs to the beach. They were heading towards Joanna. He moved to be closer to her same with Ser Barristan. Ser Barristan and Aegon exchanged a look. It was Stannis, Lord Ardrian Celtigar, Lord Monford Velaryon, Lady Selyse, Melisandre, Valla Velaryon, Shaelle Velaryon, Lady Elaena, Tyrion and Ser Tygett trailing behind him. In Stannis' hands was the White Crown. The lone Stark guard followed too. Joanna caught Shireen as she let out peals of laughter right as Joanna caught sight of the Lannister army and large group of people in front of her. She caught sight of the White Hart crown. Joanna let Shireen slide down her body. Ser Barristan caught the meaning behind the crown being there. He pulled out his sword placing it in front of her. Her eyes started to well up with tears.
"I swear to ward the Queen with all my strength and give my blood for hers. I shall take no wife hold no lands father no children. I shall guard her secrets. Obey her commands ride at her side and defend her name and honor," Ser Barristan swore.
Stannis stepped forward placing the crown on Joanna's head. He stepped back and dropped to his knees in front of her.
"My Queen," Stannis said.
Joanna had tears course down her face. All the people one by one slowly dropped to their knees in front of her. The White Hart crown was made out of his antlers. It was held together with gold braid metal in a circle. Where the two sides of the antlers came together above the center of her face. It held a walnut-sized piece of Dragon Glass that could be changed out for any gem of the same size. The tip of each antler was coated in gold. It was clear that the plan was to coat the rest of the antlers completely in gold, but time was not permitted. Joanna's eyes went to Aegon and then Tyrion. Right at that moment, Maester Cressen ran down the steps making his way past the kneeling people. He dropped to his knees his hands were letter.
"My Queen a message from Kings Landing," Maester Cressen stated.
Joanna, with trembling hands, took the letter. She took note of the seal it was from Lord Varys. She quickly broke the seal. She quickly read the letter. Her eyes went wide. She looked to Tyrion. He nodded his head that he was on her side. Her eyes then went to Jon, Aegon, and Ser Barristan.
"Your Grace, what has happened?" Stannis asked.
"Lord Aeron, Ser Jon, Ser Barristan," Joanna ordered.
"My Queen," They said together.
"You are to depart for Kings Landing at once. Lord Aeron, I want you to find Lady Sansa, tell her the princess wants to see her, and bring her to me. Ser Barristan, I need to break into black cells to find where they are holding Lord Eddard Stark and bring him back to me. Ser Jon, I want you to find Arya and bring her to me. It must be done tonight. There can be no delay," Joanna ordered. Ser Barristan, Jon, and Aegon all got up from their knees. They quickly departed to King Landing to do as she bid. The song Reynes of Castamere started to play in Joanna's mind as she made her way over to Ser Tygett. He could tell in her eyes that she was truly Tywin granddaughter. Stannis followed behind her. He tried to get her to answer what had happened. But she had no words for him. "Ser Tygett with me. As now, until your older brother, my grandsire bends the knee to me. You are in charge of Lannister's Army," Joanna addressed Ser Tygett.
"My Queen," Tygett replied.
Joanna turned to Stannis. Stannis looked at her. There were tears in her eyes.
"They have crowned my bastard brother Joffrey as king. Lord Stannis, write to lords or Westeros informing them of the truth of my brother's lineage and asking them to swear fealty to me. As of this moment, we are at war. I need your help, to take back my throne," Joanna told him.
"It will be done my Queen," Stannis said.
Lord Ardrian and Lord Monford came forward. They bowed to her again. Elaena, Valla, and Shaelle followed behind them.
"My queen, may I present my daughter Elaena Celtigar. I was hoping to have her become one of your ladies," Lord Ardrian asked.
Joanna eyed Elaena. She bowed deeply to Joanna. Her mauve eyes traveled to Tyrion who was standing close by. Joanna noticed that. Joanna nodded to Lord Ardrian.
"I would be honored to have her in my ladies," Joanna replied.
"My Queen, I too wish to present my daughters. My oldest daughter Lady Valla Velaryon" Lord Monford started. He motioned to the maiden with white-blonde hair that was mid-back length tight ringlet curls. "and my youngest daughter Lady Shaelle Velaryon," Lord Monford present.
Lady Shaelle had her hair styled in long braids down her mid-back. Both women were very beautiful. Joanna felt more of a connection with Lady Valla.
"I would be honored to have one of them. If it pleases you Lady Valla may join me as one of my ladies," Joanna offered.
"Thank you, Your Grace," Lord Monford stated.
Joanna stood in her chamber in Dragonstone. Her hair was down in loose tumbling curls. The White Hart crown rested on the table in her room. The dragon eggs rest by the fire in the fireplace. Meraxes was lying by the fireplace. Joanna was now dressed in a simple black gown. It had see-through long sleeves. It had a scoop neckline and a tight bodice. It was not ornate in any way like a royal gown was supposed to be. It was more like a night dress than her other gowns. Joanna was looking out the window toward the Dragonmount. She was alone. Her ladies had left her to grieve on her own. It was the Hour of Bat. A Storm was rolling in from the sea. A knock sounded at the door.
"Your Grace your new hunting dogs are here," Ser Tygett announced.
"enter" Joanna called.
A servant led in two direwolves. One was black as the night sky. Her eyes were haunting gold eyes. The other was white with streaks of grey mixed in its coat. His eyes were the same golden color. They were the size of dogs. They made their way over to her. She let her fingers slip into their silky fur. Joanna's eyes met Tygett's eyes.
"And uncle they are not hunting dogs. They are direwolves," Joanna told him.
"What are doing with direwolves," Tygett asked.
"They are to be part of the pack or pride I have around me with Meraxes, Starr, Ghost, and Nymeria," Joanna told him.
"They belong to the Stark," Tygett started.
"And who to say this will not," Joanna asked.
It was the Hour of the Eel when Aegon, Ser Barristan, and Jon reached Kings Landing. They were met by a member of City Watch, Ser Steffon Rogers. He looked at the group. What they did to Lord Stark did not sit right for him. He had a mission of his own. They pulled the cloaks over their faces and slowly made their way into the city from the beach. Jon looked around the city in distaste it was worse than Wintertown. Even at this time of night, it was filled with people. That was when he caught the eyes of a girl. She ran at him in full force. She threw herself in his arms.
"Jon, what are you doing here? They arrest father" Arya told him.
"I know. where here to get you out. We are to bring you to the Queen," Jon told her.
Ser Barristan and Aegon nodded to him. They head toward the castle. Jon started to lead her back the way they came from. Ser Steffon broke off from the group.
"The Queen," Arya growled.
"Joanna," Jon said softly.
"Joanna," Arya questioned.
"She was crowned on Dragostone. She is Robert's rightful heir. The White Hart showed itself to her. We found Nymeria in the Riverlands. She is now on Dragonstone. What happened in Riverlands?" Jon asked.
Jon and Arya made their way to the ship dock on the beach. He listened to what happened in Riverlands as they made their way below deck. So, it would look like a ship dock for the night.
Ser Steffon Rogers made his way off toward the blacksmith shop. Gendry was working. His eyes met Ser Steffon Rogers.
"Gendry Waters I need you to come with me," Ser Steffon Rogers announced.
"For what?" Gendry asked.
"Just do as he saw" Tobho Mott yelled.
Gendry followed behind Ser Steffon Rogers. They made their way back to the beach where Ser Steffon met the group. He motioned for Gendry to board the boat. Gendry does so hesitantly. Ser Steffon follows him aboard and below deck.
Joanna was staring out on the Dragonmount. The urge to go there was still as strong as ever. Meraxes was lying by the fireplace the two new direwolves were curled up by her. A knock sounded at her door.
"Melisandre Your Grace," Ser Tygett announced.
"Send her in," Joanna replied.
Melisandre entered the chambers. Her eyes went to the fireplace. Her eyes caught sight of three dragon eggs resting near the flames. Joanna turned slightly to look at her.
"My Queen, I know the pain you must be feeling. The Lord of Light takes only what is necessary. For those who do not follow him only cold awaits them. There is also warm to be found…" Melisandre started.
"Save it. You may have converted my aunt and my uncle but I want to hear no more of your Lord of Light or any horseshit you may present," Joanna spat out.
"Do you not worship any gods?" Melisandre asked coming closer to Joanna.
"I worship the same gods my grandsire does. None," Joanna told her looking back toward Dragonmount.
Melisandre looked at her in shock. It was the truth Lord Tywin never put too much stock in the Seven Gods. Yes, he taught her that religion but at the end of the day. They had taken so much from him. Joanna looked over her shoulder to Melisandre as she tried to get to the dragon eggs.
"Why are you here?" Joanna asked.
"Your uncle requests you come to the chamber of the Painted Table," Melisandre told her.
Meraxes rose from passed between Melisandre and the dragon eggs. The direwolves hunches rose and a low growl was heard. Melisandre's eyes went to the lioness and the two direwolves that were in Joanna's chambers. Joanna had a true connection with Meraxes. Joanna made her way to stand in front of the fireplace. Melisandre looked beyond her to the flames. In the flames, she saw a flash of a green mountain dragon then a flash of a cream dragon. Before the dragon merged into one. The images of Visenya the Conqueror and Rhaenys the Conqueror morphed into Joanna's face. Melisandre let out a gasp as she came out of her images in flames. It made Joanna look at her again. She looked at Joanna in horror. The flames of dragon fire danced in Joanna's eyes.
"Let's get this over with so I morn in peace," Joanna said.
Sansa was getting ready for bed when her chamber door opened. She was shocked to see Ser Aeron Dayne. That could only mean one thing Princess Joanna had returned to King's Landing.
"Ser Aeron what are you doing here?" Sansa asked.
"The Princess requests you to present yourself to her," Aegon told her.
"But I am just a traitor daughter," Sansa said.
"All the same, she wants you to come," Aegon told her.
Sansa nodded. She quickly threw a cloak over her nightdress and shoes on her feet. Maybe this was her way in to make Joffrey like her more. That was what she wanted more than anything. Even though it was clear as day he could not stand her. They quickly made their way through the castle to the secret passageway that would lead them out into the city.
"Where are we going?" Sansa asked.
"To see Joanna," Aegon told her as the secret passageway closed.
Joanna entered the room of Painted Table. Stannis stood in front of the Table. A rumble of thunder echoed in the distance.
"Presenting Joanna of House Baratheon first of her name. Queen of the Andals, The Rhoynar, and First Men. Lady Regent of Seven Kingdoms," A soldier announced as she entered.
"You wanted to see me, uncle," Joanna addressed.
Melisandre entered behind her. She made her way over to Stannis. Her hand lingered on his shoulder. Joanna eyed the pair in contempt.
"Yes, I wish to discuss the fact that Renly has declared himself king. What do you want to do about him,"
"Nothing for now. In time I will deal with him," Joanna replied.
"What about your marriage? I know your father arranged for you to wed Lord Aeron Dayne of Harrenhal. But now that you are the Queen you need think what is best for the realm. I would suggest you choose between Lord Eddard Stark's son and hier Robb Stark or Lord Mace Tyrell hier Willas Tyrell," Stannis tried again.
"My father is dead and you call me here to discuss me marrying someone other than his choice," Joanna roared she was not ready to reveal Aegon's true identity.
"What about Jaime Lannister's fate?" Stannis asked.
"I cannot believe you" Joanna roared.
"I am just trying to help you. Jaime's fate is something I am sure you don't want to think about. Being he is family but you are the Queen now a difficult decision must be made," Stannis reasoned. Joanna gave him a fire-filled look. Tears tracks still lingered on her face. Her green-blue eyes were rimmed in pink. It had only been hours since she learned of his death. Her uncle was talking about her ordering her other uncles' deaths. "Fine what about us taking Kings Landing we have enough ship and men to do so," Stannis tried.
"I will hear no more of this. My father is dead! Yes, I know we are at war! I wish for night to grieve my father, Uncle. Is that too much to ask? I don't recall naming you the protector of the realm. You can play King all you want I will have no part of it" Joanna roared as she left the room in tears.
Melisandre and Stannis looked at each other in shock. This was not the gentle nature doe he thought she was. No, before him was an injured lioness lashing out at anyone who came too close. Melisandre saw something ever different. It was not a lioness grieving but rather a dragoness.
Suddenly light filled Lord Eddard Stark's cell. He looked at the figure blinking. He was dressed in King's Guard armor. Attached to the figure hip of Ice and Catspaw dagger. The man came into the cell quickly unlocking Ned's chain. Ned rubbed his wrists. The man motioned for him to follow him. It was not until they came to Dragon Skulls that Ned realized who the man was. Ser Barrstain Selmy motioned for him to be quiet.
"How?" Ned asked.
"Queen Joanna is not without her own allies," Ser Barristan told him
They headed into the secret passageway that would lead them into Flea Bottom. Once in the tunnels, Ser Barristain handed him Ice and the catspaw dagger. Ned followed Ser Barristan quietly. Until they reached the boat that would take them out of King's Landing. By that time it was the Hour of Wolf.
Tyrion found Joanna in Aegon's garden. Tears poured down her face. She was uncaring that rain started to pour down around her. She had the weight of the world on her shoulders. He took off his cloak placing it around her shoulders. It made Joanna look at him her eyes glassy.
"Do you think I'm weak queen?" Joanna asked.
"Sweet niece, Lions don't care for the opinions of sheep. But dragons eat sheep. You are more dragon than you are a lion or a doe. You are a dragon." Tyrion told her helping her feet.
"What are you talking about," Joanna asked as he led her inside.
"Your great-grandmother on your father's side was she, not Rhaelle Targaryen. A dragon. Orys the founder of your house if rumors are true was Aegon the conqueror's bastard brother, a dragon. Grieve your family. But now more than ever you have to fight," Tyrion told her as they reached her chambers.
"I know that," Joanna told him as sat on her bed. Tyrion sat beside her. She looked at the fireplace for a moment. Meraxes came over resting her head on Joanna's lap. She looked over at Tyrion as she slowly stroked Meraxes' head. "I have plans uncle, I just want to grieve my father for the night before I deal with the war. Jaime, I don't plan on killing. I have a fate worse in store for him. I will remove his identity. His sword hand. And he will have to live with the knowledge I am better than him. Renly has declared himself king. I want a chance to stand down to bend the knee to me for I consider Kinslaying. King Landing I want to know who my allies our before I take King's Landing. You really think the small folk care who seats the Iron Throne" Joanna asked.
"No," Tyrion answered.
"They care about the food in their bellies and the safety of their streets. This world is not a kind place as much as we long for that. Death comes with war. I'm not dumber or naïve uncle. I will take King's Landing in time. But I will do so with less cost for the small folk. For only with them the people can one truly rule. Any man that says I'm the King is no true king. I wish to be a True Queen," Joanna explained.
Tyrion looked at her in shock. It was like talking to his father with a more gentle nature. She could be just as ruthless as Tywin that much was clear. But only with the people needed said ruthlessness. Cersei he was sure had no clue what she had awoken in Joanna. Tyrion got up and headed out of the room.
"Get some rest," Tyrion told her as he reached the door.
"Uncle," Joanna called. Tyrion turned to look at her. Their eyes locked on each other. "I name you Hand of Queen. Maybe together we can keep Stannis in check" Joanna told him with a ghost of a smile on her face.
"My queen," Tyrion said leaving her.
The storm raged outside. Joanna thought about Tyrion's words to her. Her eyes caught sight of dragon eggs. In a flash of lighting the Dragonmount was illuminated. It caught Joanna's eyes. She grabbed the dragon eggs that were burning hot. They did not burn her skin at all. The words Be a dragon echoed in her mind as she headed out of the castle and up the Dragonmount raging storm.
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