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Italics: Valyrian
Ned stood around the painted table. Lord Monford and Lord Ardrian were with him. Tyrion stood by the table. The storm had passed. But there was no sign of either Joanna or Aegon. A red comet caught Tyrion's attention. Ser Barristan looked to Tyrion and then back to Ned. Many questions hung in the air.
"Ser Aeron Dayne, who is he?" Ned asked finally.
"It not my secret to tell but, I suppose we are at the point that does not matter. Your friend is dead. His real name is Aegon VI Targaryen, the son of Prince Rhaegar Targaryen and Princess Elia Martell. So, I have no doubt Dorne will answer," Tyrion stated.
"Dorne and Martell have never entered matters of Seven Kingdoms other than Robert's Rebellion to defend Elia," Lord Ardrian said.
"But this will make Aegon the king," Tyrion said.
"What are talking about?" Ned asked.
"Joanna married Aegon at the Wall. Your son, Robb knows and is Joanna's ally. Together they can untie the Seven Kingdoms. Think about it, Lord Stark. Joanna is Robert's daughter so the one that supported him will support her. Some called Robert a usurper with Rhaegar's son at Joanna's side. The ones that called him usurper have Aegon. The seven Kingdoms will be unified with their reign. Besides, Orys Baratheon was Aegon the Conquer's bastard brother. It was part of the reason Robert was chosen as he was Rhaegar's cousin. Yes, they may very well love one another but this match is the greatest political move she could make." Tyrion explained.
Arya came to the throne room of Dragonstone. Her eyes went wide at the sight of the dragon glass throne. It was just like the stories she was told about. Sansa followed behind her with Lyarra at her side. Jon came in from the beach with Meraxes, Ghost, Starr, Nymeria, and two new direwolves. Arya turned when she felt a wet nose touching her hand. Her eyes went wide at the sight of Nymeria. She dropped to her knees hugging her neck.
"Nymeria, How is this possible," Arya cried.
"We found her in the Riverlands, Our Queen told us to care for her until she could be reunited with you," Jon told her.
Sansa looked down remembering the loss of Lady. The male white direwolf with streaks of grey with golden eyes came over to Sansa. He brushed against her side as if he felt her pain and was trying to comfort her. Her hand trembled as her hand sank into the dense white fur. He reminded her of the cold of the North and their summer snows. Her bright Tully blue eyes his golden eyes.
"Who is this?" Sansa asked Lyarra.
"Sansa, Queen Joanna found them in Dragonstone markets. The men were on their way to Mereen. They would have been sold to fitting pits. But she felt it wrong that such a noble beast to that fate. So, she bought them with the statement who better than Starks to care for them. I'm sure she will give you one. After all, you are Stark," Lyarra told her.
"He looks like Winter," Sansa said.
Ned came from the Painted Table Chamber into the Throne room. The dark-as-night female direwolf came right up to him. Her golden eyes locked with his eyes. Ned had a ghost of a smile on his face as he looked at the black direwolf with golden eyes. Jon and Ned's eyes locked.
"Lyarra perhaps you can show Sansa and Arya Aegon's garden," Ned said.
Lyarra nodded her head. She motioned for the girls to follow her. The white and grey direwolf stayed by Sansa's side. Nymeria stayed by Arya's side. Meraxes and Starr followed Lyarra. Ghost stayed by Jon's side as black she-wolf stayed by Ned's side. Once they were alone.
"I'm glad you found your place by Joanna's side," Ned said.
"The Wall was not what I thought it was. She offered me a place by her side out of goodness in her heart," Jon told him.
"She saw something in you. You are more than just a bastard," Ned told him.
"Who is my mother," Jon asked.
"Your mother was Ashara Dayne. Your father was my older brother Brandon. They fell for each other at Tourney at Harrenhal. Brandon was promised to Catelyn Tully. There were rumors that Brandon married Ashara in secret. I don't know if it was true or not before he was killed. Ashara herself confirmed that you and Lyarra were Brandon's. She begged me to take you and Lyarra with me. I did as she asked but I knew I could not tell Catelyn the truth and break her perfect image of Brandon. So, I claimed you as my bastards. I know you have suffered for that choice. I will ask Joanna to make you a Stark as your sister is one. You deserve that and more," Ned confessed.
"So, you are my uncle. Does Lyarra know," Jon asked in shock.
"She does, I told her when she set be Joanna's lady maid. She asked me if planned to tell you. At that time, I thought you would be content at Night Watch. You being a Stark changed nothing," Ned confessed.
Jon looked at Ned for a long moment. Before, he turned with Ghost to walk along the beach. He had a lot to figure out in his mind. Ned looked down at the black she-wolf at his side.
"did I do the right thing" Ned asked the wolf.
The direwolf tilted her head questionly. Ned knelt to pet the she-wolf. He looked at her for a long moment.
"You remind me of Onyxs. You need a name, how about Nyx since you are female," Ned asked.
Joanna's head was resting on Aegon's chest. They were both nude as the days they were born. The stone floor of the temple was cool on Aegon's heated skin. They both had faint scars on their lips and their palms. Joanna's eyes traveled around the room. The ground was burnt, covered in black ash where the Fourteen Flames once stood. Her eyes traveled to the altar. Her eyes went wide as she saw two folded piles of black clothes that were not there earlier. Then her eyes locked on the dragons.
"We are going to have to name them," Joanna stated.
"Hmm," Aegon replied content with her in his arms.
Joanna looked back at him. She leaned down kissing him again. When they pulled apart, they both smiled. He leaned up and rested his forehead against her own. Their eyes locked.
"They are going to need names with this many of them. Not to mention training," Joanna commented as she moved farther away from him. She sat completely up.
"One thing at a time, my love," Aegon said as he sat up also. He wrapped his arm around her back. Her braided hair was messy but mostly still intact. He looked at them. There were faint scars on his body from his past training and battles he fought. Then his eyes looked around the room to each of the flames that still burned now only orange, red, and yellow. The walls were also covered in black ash. "I assumed we would name them mostly after the fourteen flames," Aegon suggested.
"But we have Balerion, Meraxes and Shrykos. When we are training or calling for your mare or my stallion or my lioness do you want a dragon coming instead," Joanna said with a giggle in her voice.
"I see your point," Aegon stated.
Joanna got up and walked over to the altar. She touches the gown folded on the altar. It was the smoothest silk gown. She pulled the gown over her body. It was a figure-hugging a black gown. The sleeves of the gown were tight to her arms coming to point at the center of her hands. It had a scoop neckline that showed off her full breast. The bottom of the gown had a large Targaryen crest that was mostly red but the bottom head of the three-headed dragon was gold and the top head was orange. It was beaded with tiny gems of topaz, citrine, and garnets. Aegon followed her up to the altar. He took black pants and the black doublet with the same three-head dragon on it. He quickly dressed. Joanna moved closer to the pile of seventeen dragons. The one with the crown of gold horns that was cream in color came over to Joanna. She climbed up Joanna's left hand. She settled around Joanna's left wrist. She smiled petting her little head. The baby dragon let out little clicks of contentment.
"Vhagar" Joanna named the tiny cream she-dragon.
"Vhagar?" Aegon questioned as he made his way to her side. He was tucking his doublet into his pants. He looked at Joanna questioningly. She just smiled at him. She leaned over and kissed him. "Surely, you will name the one gifted by Vhagar that name," Aegon asked.
"I am her destined rider. I have Balerion as my stallion and Meraxes as my lioness. She completes my dragon named trio," Joanna told him.
"I see your point," Aegon stated. The black and red dragon that looked like Balerion the Black Dread came closer to Aegon. He tilted his little head before he started to climb up Aegon to ride on Aegon's right shoulder. He let out a triumphant cry when he reached his ridding spot. "Stormsroar," Aegon said looking at Joanna. He named him for his storm lioness.
The emerald green with the bread of bronze horns came over to Aegon. He started to climb up Aegon. He kept climbing until he reached Aegon's head. At that point, he curled up like a crown. He was content with his ridding place. At the same time, black and purple long-necked she-dragon climbed up Joanna's arm then her braid to get on her head. She curled up on her like a crown.
"Aegarax" Joanna giggled as she pointed to one on Aegon's head.
"Nightshade, her horns are the color of nightshade flowers that Uncle Oberyn taught me about when he taught me about poisons," Aegon said as pointed to one on Joanna's head.
The red long-necked dragon climbed up Joanna. He settled around her neck like a necklace. She laughed as he let out a little whistle click. She stroked his little head.
"Caraxes," Joanna named lovingly.
The silver she-dragon with mismatched eyes did the same thing to Aegon's neck. Aegon shook his head. She reminded him of the beauty of the stories Silverwing presented.
"Silverwing," Aegon named.
The golden and brown she-dragon climbed up Joanna's arm and crawled over to rest on her left breast. She curled up so her head was near Caraxes' head. Joanna shook her head as she looked over to Aegon. He did the same thing.
"Syrax" Joanna laughed.
The Sapphire blue dragon climbed up Aegon's left side to ride on his other shoulder. Aegon touched his little head.
"Arrax" Aegon named him.
The emerald green and opal-like dragon climbed up Aegon's arm. He settled on one side of his chest. He was quickly followed by the storm grey version of Meraxes. He settled on the other side of Aegon's chest.
"Gaelihox" Aegon named pointing to the green dragon on his chest.
"Stormfyre" Joanna named pointing to the storm grey dragon.
The bronze dragon climbed up the right arm of Joanna. The bronze dragon settled on the other side of her chest. He was followed by the indigo dragon that headed to Joanna's left shoulder.
"Tyraxes" Aegon named pointing to the indigo dragon.
"Vermithor" Joanna named the bronze dragon.
The amethyst and gold dragon climb up Joanna's front. He crawled over to her left upper arm encircling it.
"Vermax" Joanna named.
The sky blue and slate grey she-dragon climbed up to Aegon's left upper arm encircling it.
"Tessarion" Aegon named.
The red and gold she-dragon climbed up Joanna's right arm until she reached her shoulder.
"Meleys" Joanna named.
The snow-white she-dragon climbed up Aegon. She settled on his right upper arm.
"Moondancer" Aegon named because she reminded him of the moon.
The silver and stormy grey dragon climbed up Joanna's right arm. He settled on her right upper arm encircling it.
"Greyghost," Joanna suggested.
"After a wild dragon of old," Aegon asked.
"It suits him," Joanna said.
Joanna and Aegon looked at each other. They kissed to the chorus of little clicks, chirps, and whistles. When they pulled apart, they rested their foreheads against each other. Their eyes were locked. They looked around the room.
"How do we get out of here?" They asked at the same time.
Tygett was in small the sept on Dragonstone. He had said his prayers to the seven for the safe return of his niece. He rose from his knee in front of the warrior. He watched as Joy and Tyrek were praying. He walked over to the wall to lean against it. He would make sure nothing happened between them until Joy was made a Lannister. He planned to betroth his son and Joy. His eyes caught sight of young men who looked eerily like Robert Baratheon with his mother's slightly upturned nose. He shook his head no it can't be. He remembered meeting Prince Steffon Baratheon second-born child of Robert and Cersei. And the twin brother to Joanna. The baby looked nearly identical to Robert even then except for he had Lady Jeyne Marbrand's slightly upturned nose. His hand rose to rub his chin to think of any other maid or woman that had that nose. His mind came back with none. But Prince Steffon died from a fever. He was at the funeral. His elbow hit the torch knocking it from the dragon-like holder. Tygett picked it up and placed it back in its home. As he did so the torched slightly pulled down on the holder. The sound of the door sliding open made everyone's eyes look up. Tygett's eyes went wide at the sight of Aegon and Joanna emerged from the room that was burnt. They were in clothes that were different from what they were wearing the last time they were seen. They were unhurt. But what made all the people stay on their knees was the sight of seventeen baby dragons that were riding on Aegon and Joanna. Tygett came forward stopping in front of the pair. He dropped to his knees. He kissed the hem of Joanna's gown like she was a goddess made flesh. Fuck the seven he would worship her.
"My King, My Queen," Tygett said.
Aegon and Joanna made their way into the chamber of Painted Table. All the Lords on the island were called the room. Their eyes went wide at the sight of Joanna and Aegon covered in dragons. It was clear they were not jewelry but real, living, and breathing dragons. Stannis who stood near Melisandre eyes went wide at the sight of Joanna on Aegon's arm. There was a fire in her eyes that was not there before. Melisandre looked at them in awe. It was clear to her that there were not seventeen dragons in the room but rather nineteen. Joanna had gone out a doe and lioness in the middle of a storm and emerged from it a true dragon. Aegon was a dragon from birth. Ned's eyes went wide at the sight of dragons. The dragons were long since gone from the world. But here was seventeen. Joanna looked around the room. Her eyes locked on each lord in the room.
"Allow me to introduce my husband, King Aegon VI Targaryen. Maester Cressen, write a letter to Maester Aemon of the Night Watch. Tell him to report my marriage to Aegon to the Citadel" Joanna ordered. Maester Cressen nodded and bowed his head to the new Stormborn dragon queen. Stannis' eyes went wide at her admitting Aegon's true identity. Her eyes locked with Tyrion and Ned's eyes. Before she looked lovingly at Aegon. She turned her eyes to Stannis, their eyes locked. Maester Cressen left to do as she ordered. "Uncle Stannis I have decided regarding my Uncle Jaime's fate. You may not like my decision. But my decision stands. Lord Stark, I cannot begin our reign with Kinslaying. So regardless of the treason, Jaime has committed against me. I will have Aegon remove his sword hand. The hand that pushed your son from the window. The same hand that killed Mad Aerys Targaryen my husband's grandsire. I have already stripped him of his knighthood and his right to hold any land in his own right. He will never inherit Casterly Rock. He will never be a lord unless he wed a lady who inherits said title." Joanna stated.
"When will that sentence be carried out," Tyrion asked.
"In time, right now I have war to win," Joanna stated.
Joanna looked at the painted table. Aegon stood by her side. He picked up a piece and placed it in Dorne by Stannis. His eyes locked with Stannis before he walked back to Joanna's side. The baby dragons were clicking and chirping as he walked.
"If you don't mind your graces how did come by these dragons," Lord Ardrian Celtigar asked.
"By the Fourteen Flames of Old Valyria. They are gifts to right the wrongs of the past. And fight the coming darkness," Aegon answered.
"The fourteen flames," Melisandre asked.
"They are more powerful than your lord of Light," Joanna said coldly.
"What are declared allies," Aegon asked.
"The North will ride for you" Ned answered.
"The Riverlands will follow suit. You have half of Lannister's army not to mention Dorne," Tyrion replied.
"With Renly marriage to Margaery Tyrell, you can expect the Reach to be against you. Half of the Stormlands has answered our call" Stannis answered.
"Your Grace, Joanna I need to speak to you," Ned said.
Maester Cressan came back in with Sandor Clegane from King Landing. Tygett and Ser Barristan drew their swords. Maester Cressan passed Joanna he slipped a letter into Joanna's hand. Joanna and Aegon looked at the Hound.
"I am here on behalf of King Joffrey Baratheon with his terms of surrender," the Hound said.
Aegon looked at Joanna. He nodded his head. She moved closer to Sandor Clegane. There was cold fury in her eyes. All the baby dragons on her growled and smoke licked their faces. Sandor bowed at his waist as she approached. His eyes went to the man in the room.
"My terms are simple. I want my father's body so he can properly be laid to rest. Joffrey will leave Kings Landing along with my mother never to be seen in Westeros again. Any man who swore loyalty to him will be given a chance to swear anew to me and my husband. Janos Slynt will be arrested for treason. Tommen will remain in Kings Landing. He is innocent in this. Lord Baelish will be arrested for treason for inciting the fight between the Lannisters and Starks." Joanna replied.
"Forgive me princess we are discussing your term of surrender," the hound stated.
"We are talking about his surrender, not mine. I have one more message for Joffrey. Tell my bastard half-brother I will have my throne, or I'll have his head. And I will take it with Fire and Blood if needs be. Be gone, so be a good dog and deliver my message" Joanna said coldly.
Sandor looked at Joanna in shock. She was truly the meaning of true queen. She had the air of power around. Aegon put his arm around her. He counted the dragons on Joanna and Aegon. He knew if he stayed on Joffrey's side he would be on the losing side.
"Fuck the Kingsguard, Fuck Joffrey. 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! I will deliver the usurper your terms and return to you, My Queen" Sandor Clegane swore dropping to his knees and placing his sword in front of him.
Joanna's eyes turned back to Sandor Clegane. She stood ramrod stiff. Her eyes went around the room. Stannis for the first time looked at her like he was proud of her.
Author Note: Let me know what you think.