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Here comes the tenth chapter of the story! Thanks for the reviews left in the previous chapter!

Zekariah C.L. Schron: Thank you for your review! The answer to your question comes with this chapter! There were several possibilities but I hope you'll enjoy the one I've taken.

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The situation was surreal. He was currently flying on a dragon in the direction of Dragonstone with Davos, Eragon and Maudria. He had hesitated before agreeing to this. They didn't know Eragon that well and had never travelled on a dragon's back. However, from the few days Jon had spent with him, he had learnt to appreciate and respect the young man. Without his quick intervention, he would surely be dead. Jon refused to take part in the rumours telling that Eragon had been the one to poison him before healing him. Jon knew Eragon had already left the Weirwood by the time he had been attacked. And the Faceless Man had given more than enough reasons. Whoever had ordered this would have to answer for this crime. One more on his list.

Finally, the prospect to ride a dragon and the possibility to win a few weeks of horse travel got the better of him. Against the dead, time was the essence. He had accepted Eragon's offer and now found himself dozens of feet high, seated on a massive dragon and was held by a few strips of leather.

The landscapes were changing quickly. Saphira's wings had a very regular pace, allowing them to move fairly quickly. They certainly had no issues with the snow, which covered the vast majority of the ground. He was able to spot castles only for a few seconds every time which looked like tiny houses from above. There was also this thin line trailing in the snow like a long snake, Jon realised, was the road.

He had no clue how the dragon was directing itself in the white openness but he trusted Eragon. After a few hours, they had travelled further South than he had ever been before. But Davos continued to point at castles or landscapes and to name them. He had a lifetime of travels to share. Eragon and Maudria were also quite at ease on Saphira's back, turning and talking to them.

Eragon was asking a lot of questions and while Jon was trying to answer them to the best of his knowledge, the sudden changes of direction due to the wind was sometimes making it difficult. Thankfully, his stomach remained under control.

When the sun started to set, they looked for a place to rest. They managed to find a quiet place in the old castle of Moat Cailin. They had built a small bonfire and cooked a small stew with vegetables and meat they had brought in Saphira's saddles in one of the abandoned towers.

He noticed that Eragon and his friend didn't eat any meat. He didn't press it but found it quite unusual. Finally, after their small meal, they went to sleep in one of the most protected area. He tried to get as much sleep as he could. He still felt some tiredness from his new wound and the recent attack. While he was physically fine, he still got tired very quickly. And that was without counting his mental tiredness.

The next few days were spent in a similar fashion. They would wake up, have a quick breakfast and fly until the nightfall. Usually, they would have a break every few hours during the day, to stretch or relieve themselves.

They tried to remain high in the sky, to not be seen by farmers or travellers. The snow slowly became less apparent and would reveal muddied or broken fields

More often than not, they were above the clouds. Whenever they would get that high, Jon would simply stare and remain silent. The cold mattered little to him. Jon would forever remember the first time he saw this mesmerising sea of clouds, lazily moving. It was unlike anything he had ever seen. During these moments, he had felt at peace. Truly alone, disconnected from all his worries and troubles. Above the cloud, there was nothings. No blood, stones or steel to threaten him.

However, a small surprise came from Eragon during their travel. At some point, he turned from his position and asked them if some had a few riddles to tell. Jon didn't have many to share but Davos had plenty. The four of them were exchanging and trying to solve the riddles coming from the other region. Unfortunately for their small team, they weren't able to match their opponents' witness. Eragon and Maudria found more riddles than Davos and him.

When he briefly congratulated the two Alagaësian, Eragon merely laughed.

"I would like to take half the credit but then Saphira would be cross with me. She's the one who solved most of the riddles, she enjoys those while I'm pants at them. I guess you played more against Saphira and Maudria than me and Maudria" laughed Eragon

Jon stared blankly, not sure on how to react at the idea to play riddles with a dragon as an entertainment but he could sense a slow grumbling coming from under him

"She's merely laughing" answered Eragon at their puzzled looks.

After Moat Cailin, they slept in small clearings they managed to spot in their air. Close to a dragon, the cold wasn't such a bother and they ended up sleeping out in the open with a small blanket. He also noticed that Eragon was always the last one to sleep,

Finally, the trip continued rather peacefully and nearly a week after having left Winterfell, they spotted Bayswater. Since it was still early in the morning, they decided to cross the sea. Davos had discussed a few moments with Eragon to give him more insight on it. Finally, after a few hours above the sea they reached Dragonstone and its characteristic massive cliffs.

Before he could truly have a look at the new landscape, he saw Eragon tensing and seconds later, Saphira roared before diving to the ground at an alarming pace. They reached the ground in a loud thud. In a few seconds, Eragon and Maudria had untied Davos' and his straps, caught them and jumped from the dragon's back. Caught completely by surprise, he was powerless to do anything but to follow the move. As soon as they were off, Saphira spread her wings and took off with another powerful roar that made him wince.

Daenerys sat in the middle of a meeting with her close advisors to prepare her invasion of Westeros. She wanted to repeat Aegon's feat but things weren't going as well as she had hoped. She knew she was a foreigner, with an army of foreigners, but she was the rightful queen. She was the last Targaryen and she would take the Iron throne, which belonged to her family.

Cersei Lannister was spreading lies all across the kingdom to inspire mistrust and fear. The Mad King's daughter, that was her name here. They never called her Breaker of chains or Mother of Dragons and yet, they meant so much more! She had done this! She couldn't change who her father was but it seemed that no matter what, people would always fear her because of actions done before her birth.

So far, only a few families had rallied her cause. But it wasn't enough and she couldn't wait to see the others bend the knee.

Tyrion was detailing another plan to circle King's Landing and take the throne. She wanted to avoid any blood shell and take the city swiftly. They could try to siege the city by earth and sea, with the help of Yara Greyjoy, who had now left a few days ago, but it would be costly and would likely result in the death of thousands of innocents, something she refused to accept. Her hand had sent words to potential allies in the North but so far, no answer had been seen and it started to get to her nerves.

So far, her conquest stopped at Dragonstone. She had explored the castle, to find the place her ancestors had built, the place where she was born but what she had found had disappointed her. Baratheon sigils were everywhere and the once proud House Targaryen was completely absent except for some mighty carving. They were quick to change that but it left a bittersweet taste in her mouth.

A servant had shown her the room where she was born during her first week here. She had felt a small excitation mixed with some sadness. This was also the place where her mother had died as she gave birth to her.

She would show them. Soon, with the help of her dragons and her army, the Seven Kingdoms will bend the knee and crown her. So far, three kingdoms had rallied: Dorne, the Reach and the Iron Islands while the Stormlands were almost hers.

Drogon was following her orders now and she could rely on him. So far, Rhaegal and Viserion tended to follow their brother's actions, which suited her fine. She knew of the prophecy of the three heads for the three dragons but she was completely alone at the moment, and would remain so after what the witch had done.

Without warning, they all heard a loud roar. Drogon realised Daenerys with some fear! He never roared without a good reason. Moments later, a soldier surged into the room with a panicked look on his face.

"A dragon! A blue dragon at Dragonstone!" he screamed

Daenerys blood started to boil. A dragon, here! She needed to make sure her children were safe. Ignoring Tyrion's shouts, she ran to get outside and see her dragons. She was vaguely aware of the Unsullied following her or Tyrion's quick pace to catch her.

Two minutes later, she was outside and saw something she had never expected. A blue dragon, almost as big as Drogon, fighting him. She had never expected this! Why had no one informed her of this! She couldn't afford to lose a dragon now! And she couldn't bear to lose a child now. She saw four men, standing opposite to them and also watching the fight happening. The saddles at their feet could only mean they had travelled with the dragon.

Furious, she walked in their directions surrounded by a few dozen Unsullied. She saw that their weapons weren't drawn and thus continued to step in their direction, making sure to avoid the dragons' fight. She was soon in their vicinity and quickly ordered them to stop the fight. She saw the guy in the middle raise an eyebrow and calmly answering her but she couldn't remember for her own sake the content of the discussion before Drogon's cry shifted her attention.

They had barely reached the island when Saphira smelt the dragons. Her mind shut down for a few seconds before she opened again.

"I have to prove myself Eragon, I'm going to land, take Davos and Jon with you" said Saphira rather forcefully;

He tried to protest be he was quickly shut down by his dragon.

"Let me Eragon, this is a dragon matter" said Saphira

"But …"

"She's right Eragon, you need to let this happen. If you were to stop this, Saphira could never be respected and would bring shame on her name. Surely you more than anyone else knows how much she would hate this" cut Glaedr with his calm voice and Eragon felt the truth behind the words spoken in Ancient Language.

Moments later, Saphira had landed on the outskirts of a wide plane. He quickly freed Jon from the leather strips before jumping from Saphira's back. They stood and watched as his partner took off to face what was awaiting her. He had faith in her abilities but it was the first time he would let her face some danger on her own since Dras-Leona. "For now, just stay here and make sure no one gets hurts. I suspect you will also have to offer some explanations to the dragon-girl running towards you" said Glaedr with some concern.

Indeed, Eragon could see someone running towards them, surrounded by a small garrison of guards, equipped with tall shields and long spears. The group carefully avoided the path of the dragons but with such a short distance to cover, they were on them mere seconds later. Her attention was shifting between them and the black dragon who was circling in the air, matching Saphira's pattern.

Saphira was completely focused on the dragon, intending to prove her worth

The dragons had started to spit fire and to launch at each other. So far, none had got hurt but it was dangerous to stay in the vicinity.

"Don't worry, Saphira won't kill him" tried to say Eragon seeing their worried faces

"How do you know that! And what do you mean, is this normal for you to barge and discuss while dragons fight?" asked the young woman angrily

"Your dragons form a pack and it seems the black one had assumed somewhat the leadership, am I right?"

Daenerys could only nod, her eyes fixed on the battle the dragons were giving.

"Well, our presence, and mostly Saphira's presence forces him to react. Both want and need to prove their domination."

"So, they act like wolves when a new alpha gets in town"

"Indeed"

"And how do you know no one will get killed?" asked Daenerys with some worry in her voice.

At least she cared about her dragon, that was good.

"If your dragon gets the advantage, she will submit before getting herself killed. And if she were the one to lead, I know she will never kill him but wait until he submits"

"And how do you know all of this? I never read and heard anything like this?"

"I promise I'll answer all your questions after, when the fight is over" said Eragon "Until then, I need to make sure no harms gets out of this"

"I'm Daenerys Targaryen, rightful Heir of the Seven Kingdoms, I demand you to answer my questions" started Daenerys, her purple eyes blazing.

"I'm sorry but at the moment, my dragon is kinda fighting so I'd like to make sure she won't get hurt" snapped Eragon. He had faced more intimidating leaders and wasn't going to start to obey this young woman.

Jon, Davos and Maudria stood silently behind him, observing the confrontations offered by both the dragons and Eragon and Daenerys.

"Get your dragon out of here then. This is my house. Ask your dragon to leave"

"I'm sorry to tell you that I can't" stated Eragon. She was slowly getting to his nerves

"Your grace. I know our meeting doesn't start under the best circumstances but this a dragon matter and in the short time that I've been in the vicinity of a dragon, I'd say that you don't really control a dragon. We came at the invitation of your hand and won't draw our weapons until attacked first" said Jon, talking for the first time

Daenerys huffed but a cry from her dragon caught her attention long enough to stop this conversation. And silence returned between them as the dragons continued their deadly dance. Eragon was watching the scene with rapt attention, making sure no dragon would suffer mortal wounds and keeping an eye on Saphira's thoughts.

Claws met bites and fire. The strength and power released by these two mythical creatures was simply unbelievable.

The scene taking place before their eyes was surreal. Eragon could see that Saphira was slowly winning ground over the blackdragon. While he was bigger and stronger, Saphira compensated by her speed and agility. He had suffered some wounds on his chest and was starting to tire. On the other hand, Saphira remained mostly uninjured. She had been trained and had fought her entire life while this dragon was still young and completely unexperienced.

"While her dragon is strong, he has never fought and his movements are slow and lack accuracy. You've seen it Eragon, Saphira should win this if she doesn't make any big mistake" said Glaedr to Eragon who mentally nodded.

"Stop it now or I'll have you executed" whispered Daenerys in a dangerous but worried voice. She was getting to the same conclusion as him.

Behind her, the guards reinforced their grip on their spears and shields but Eragon remained unfazed and completely focused on Saphira. He wouldn't be distracted by her when his bonded was in such a predicament. The end was close, she could feel it and so could he. And so, he decided to ignore what the young woman close to him had just said. He felt Jon making an involuntary gesture to his sword but a small gesture from his hand made him stop.

Suddenly, Saphira darted on the black and red dragon who couldn't avoid her on time. She clung on his back, with her powerful legs, taking care not to damage his wings but with enough strength to push him to land. Quickly, they pushed to the ground with Saphira still holding the black dragon tight. He struggled but wasn't able to break free of her grip. His attacks were weakening, it was clear for all to see. Saphira had the upper position and wasn't keen to lose it.

Finally, after one last struggle, the mighty and black dragon stopped his movement and remained still, breathing heavily.

"Drogon" yelled who he fought was Daenerys

So, that was the name of the dragon? Not very original thought Eragon.

But Drogon heard her scream and turned his head. Endless rows of teeth met worried purple eyes. After a few seconds, he turned his face towards Eragon and slowly bowed his head, admitting his defeat to the blue dragon and the newcomers.

Saphira released him from her grip and flew a few meters away. She stretched her wings before giving a powerful roar, making everyone wince in pain from the noise. She had won and she wanted everyone to know it. Eragon felt her pride, her strength and her love for him. She was giving a warning to all those willing to harm her and her mate.

Finally, Daenerys came back to her senses and stated

"I want some explanation, now" with a tone that wouldn't accept no for an answer.

However, before anyone could answer, two loud screeches erupted in the sky. Daenerys's dragons had felt a new leader, had felt the consequences of the events which had happened mere moments ago. Two dragons were roaming the sky and slowly descending to meet the new dragon who had dared to fight their brother.

Eragon was breath taken. Four dragons, he was seeing four dragons at the same moments! Tears were flowing on his face and his emotions were shared by many Eldunaris. Saphira's emotions were coming in waves. Dragons were surrounding her, coming to her. The last marks of loneliness in her mind, which had started to fade since Vroengard and Firnen, were now completely gone.

She couldn't restrain herself and let another powerful roar, expressing her joy, quickly answered by all three dragons.

"A thunder of dragons" whispered Eragon in awe, remembering Angela's word

"They're beautiful aren't they" said Daenerys. It seems the presence of her dragons had brought her back some confidence. Spears were still pointed in their directions but the dragons understood that the newcomers didn't mean any harm.

And truly, for Eragon, seeing four dragons was a blessing. The last time he had seen more than two dragons, they had ended up killing one. It seemed this outcome had been avoided for now.

Jon chucked before saying

"Wasn't the word I was thinking of but aye, they are. Gorgeous creatures! Tyrion, Your Grace" he finished with a little bow of his head, properly acknowledging their presence.

"They're not just creatures to me. No matter how big they get, how terrifying to everyone else, they're my children." She said with pride. "Jon Snow, right? Tyrion told me about you" she finished

What an unusual way to describe dragons. It seems she really played the whole 'mother of dragon' thing. He also tried to imagine Saphira's reaction if he were to call her "my child".

"Don't get cocky father" answered Saphira with some mirth in her voice.

Lost in his and Saphira's thoughts, Eragon hadn't seen that the conversation had stopped and Saphira's last comment made him chuckle. This, of course, turned the attention of everyone on him.

"Something funny to share perhaps. You didn't present yourself nor the rest of your companions except for Jon Snow" said Daenerys petulantly.

This made Eragon stop but his good spirit remained.

"I'm sorry, I didn't want to sound rude. My name is Eragon, leader of the Cast of the Riders. And Saphira was just telling me …"

"Don't play smart with me, there's no Cast of Riders and your dragon, as smart as it is, can't talk, everyone knows it"

At her words, Eragon blanched while Saphira and all the Eldunaris went blank from the surprise.

"It seems your grace, that we have a lot to discuss"

This is the end of the chapter! I hope you've enjoyed it! I've tried to include several Pov in this chapter. I'd like to hear what you think of this!

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