Hello !

Here comes the thirteenth chapter of the story! Thanks for all the reviews left in the previous chapter! Some people have highlighted that the timelines didn't match or that I made some mistakes with the Doom.

I know the Doom was roughly 400 years before GoT while the Battle of Vroengard happened 100/110 years before Eragon's adventures. However, I changed the timelines andI decided to make it one event, 200/240 years before this story. The mains differences are :

-Galbatorix ruled for 200 years instead of 100. It just took him more time to break Eldunaris and Brom took his time to kill the Forsworn.

- Instead of waiting 100 years in Dragonstone, the Targaryens hatched their eggs and quickly invafded Westeros. I also removed roughly 200 years of Targaryen history and for that, I'm sorry but I believe the impact will be minimal.

If I missed something important, do not hesitate to tell me! I'd love to hear back from you.

For the kind person who left a review in the previous chapter !

Jctherebel : Once again, thank you for your nice words and your review!

Mister LaGuardia: This is indeed a big question. But she has to trust him and this takes time. But in the end, she will probably ask him. I suggest you wait a few chapters for this !

kopol:Thank you for your review! Indeed, you are right. As mentionned above, I tweaked a bit the timeline.

Cruden : Dragons fighting! For now, we will stay with these 4 dragons. In my opinion, there's no way Eragon starts to let eggs wander into people's hands at the moment. He has no time and no facilities to train possible Riders. If an egg were to hatch in Alagaësia, it would remain there to grow.

DovahStark: You are completely right! I changed a little bit the previous chapter to include part of what you've said (little, admitedly). I couldn't completly use both lores and I tried my best to take the most of each.

hideki667: Thanks for the review! With Saphira & Eragon, I implied the bond between Rider and Dragon. I'm not a big fan of the stories where Saphira and Eragon are mates, even if some are very well written. Regarding Drogon & Daenerys, they will train and Drogon will soon learn to project part of his thoughts.

Obviously, I own a computer, some books and even a cat. However, I own nothing in the Inheritance Cycle and Game of Thrones franchise. They do belong to Christopher Paolini and G.R.R Martin.

Without further ado, here comes the chapter !

Rain was pouring outside, and most people were inside the castle or under one of the multiple tents that littered the surroundings of Dragonstone. Even Jon and Davos had preferred to remain inside instead of their usual exploration of the mines. Eragon knew they had gotten some results and discovered a few interesting places underground. Daenerys herself had decided to visit the mines yesterday but Eragon had decided to stay here, to discuss with the Eldunaris about the ties between Westeros, Alagaësia and the Targaryens.

They had decided to meet in one of the multiple rooms of the castle. This time, only Missandei and Tyrion were with Daenerys, but he suspected that one way or the other, Varys would know most of the coming discussion within the hour if nothing was done. Unfortunately for him, Eragon had decided to make the walls of the room completely soundproof. At least, their conversation would remain private until someone willingly share its content.

Jon was also here, at Eragon's invitation. He saw the quick and polite smile between him and the Queen. He knew they had found some dragonglass and had done a small expedition yesterday, but he had decided to stay here, to finalise some points about the discussion they were about to have. The small group sat around a small table, with some wine. The atmosphere was lighter than during their first meeting.

They all wore leathered clothes as the days started to get colder and the old castle was damp and not very isolated.

"Thank you for seeing me." started Eragon, with a small bow of his head

"Now, you said you had more questions but also some information to share" replied Tyrion

"Yes, the discovery and understanding of your dragons raises many questions and is a wonderful step for the reborn of dragons. During the past few days, I've discussed a lot with Saphira and Maudria to have a clear overview." said Eragon and he saw Daenerys slowly loosening up

"Dragons are not well documented here; it would be a pleasure to learn more about them" supplied Tyrion who seemed to share his enthusiasm. "To help the queen obviously" he added but Eragon knew he just wanted to learn more. For curiosity or to complete another agenda, they'll have to find out.

His answer was a polite smile before turning his attention to Daenerys.

"How is Drogon?" asked Eragon

"Last time I saw it, he was doing great, his wounds are completely healed" answered the young woman.

While the news was encouraging, it proved something Eragon and the others feared. Her mental connection with her dragons was close to non-existent. And yet, they seemed to follow her lead. The way Drogon had waited before spitting fire was proof of that.

They started a light discussion with a few questions regarding Alagaësia asked to Eragon, who was quite happy to answer. After a few minutes, he asked how she managed to hatch her dragons.

But her story wasn't as happy as Eragon's. Eragon was horrified to learn what she had to live and what her brother had done.

And while Eragon knew that many girls suffered similar fates in Westeros and Alagaësia, he doubted many were sold to barbarians. He was glad that she had found some love with Khal Drogo, since Drogon was a clear tribute to her late husband.

But their surprise rose higher when she explained the hatching process. Eragon was suspicious of blood and sacrificial magic. Oromis had never covered that field and he didn't know it existed or if it was something real. This was part of the stories his used to hear in Dras-Leona, close to Helgrind.

"Blood magic is something fickle and highly forbidden. Some elves, like Blödhgarm, decide to slowly transform and adapt some characteristic traits of animals. However, long ago, elves used to add one last step to their transformation: blood. But this process was dangerous and often resulted in death or permanent injuries. The last trial was done before I hatched" explained Glaedr, who had followed his thoughts. "This kind of magic has nothing to do with Helgrind. Remember that Oromis never taught you everything he knew. This is an impossible task, which requires a lifetime. Riders and Dragons must remain open and attentive to their world, now perhaps more than ever before" concluded the ancient dragon, as the others shared their approval at his explanations.

While Glaedr gave his explanation, the others had remained silent, lost in their own thoughts, and discovering Daenerys into a new light.

Moreover, they had never heard of Riders or even humans naturally fireproof.

"Would you mind showing this quickly to us" asked Eragon

She looked hesitant and confused "Why should I do this? I'm not a toy to be played with" came her answer, with some anger clearly present. "And we have yet to hear some of your so-called theories"

"I didn't mean to offend you, I'm sorry. Well, as Tyrion pointed out, information about dragons and Riders are difficult to come by, even in Alagaësia. I learnt a lot from an old Rider who recently died, and I didn't learn much from books. We would like to share, with some guarantee, some of this knowledge, but we also need to know and understand this Targaryen mystery which appear to have some ties in Alagaësia." was Eragon's reply.

Saphira, who had heard the discussion, slowly flew to the open window. No one looked afraid of her sudden appearance. Tyrion had his usual awed look and Missandei's whole attention was directed at Daenerys. Saphira looked straight at Daenerys with her blue eye, "Don't ever think of yourself as a toy. As strange as it is, you have a link with dragons. And a dragon is no one's toy. Listen, respect, but in the end, you're the one who decides" said Saphira

She slowly nodded and turned her attention back to Eragon.

"I can show you but there's no fire here"

Slowly, to prove his good intention, Eragon drew his sword which had been given back the day before. Whispering Brisingr, flames started to dance around the blade.

Except Daenerys, the rest of the room sprung back in surprise and looked at his sword with some awe. She merely lifted an eyebrow. "I guess it's a good sword for a rider"

"Yes your grace, it is. Would you mind holding it for me?"

"I guess I can do this"

And so, Eragon gave her his sword, which she caught and held between her hands. Seeing this small woman holding his sword was a sight. Seeing that same woman holding his flaming sword and being completely unfazed by it was something entirely different. Jon's eyes were wide open and his own must not have been that different.

At that moment, Daenerys Targaryen was a sight to behold.

After a few seconds, she took the handle before giving the sword back to Eragon "This is a very nice sword Eragon Shadeslayer"

She then proceeded to show her hands, completely unblemished from the heat. However, she must have underestimated the sharpness of his swords because she had a small cut on her left hand. Before Eragon could start healing her, Saphira urged him to stop

"She smells funny Eragon, ask her to come"

Flashbacks of fights against Thorn, Glaedr and Shruikan crossed her mind.

Everyone now had noticed Saphira's behaviour, including Daenerys. "Oh, is my cut the problem? I was never an issue with my children"

"Your grace, your cut is part of the problem. She would like, with your permission, to see it from closer"

"Is this another strange request related to dragons. Fine, but don't let this become a habit of you. And I won't wait more for your explanations Eragon or this is the end of our friendly partnership" said the young woman firmly.

Slowly, she walked in the direction of the dragon who stood near the opening. All the Eldunaris were watching with curiosity, intrigued by what Saphira had smelled. Saphira curiosity rose with each step the young woman took in her direction.

"She really is part dragon! She smells like one!" said Saphira once Daenerys was close enough.

"What do you mean Saphira" asked one of the Eldunaris.

"Her blood. It's got the same scent that Thorn, Shruikan or even Glaedr. This got to do something with their fire and blood thing."

"This is … unexpected to say the least. But we can't linger on this too much now, Daenerys is getting antsy and there are other things to settle" said Eragon. And with a quick thank, he allowed Daenerys to come back to her chair. She was curious about Saphira's behaviour and would probably ask for answers later. and offered to heal her wound.

She quickly accepted and they were able to see his magic operating once more. This obviously led to more questions about the range of his powers but helped to ease the tension.

But he knew he would have to offer some explanations rather quickly. They had spent the last few days talking with the Eldunaris, trying to understand the situations and see if there were flaws.

"Now, I should thank you for your help and cooperation. As mentioned before, we studied the history of Westeros and tried to find similarities with Alagaësia. We discovered a few days ago what might be some ties between both regions" started Eragon. Immediately, the room turned silent and everyone's attention turned on him.

"Is this related to what Saphira just smelt?" asked Daenerys

"You're both right and wrong Daenerys. Saphira was intrigued by something she smelt your blood. Is it related to Alagaësia? At this point, I don't know but we will certainly share with you what we'll discover" finished Eragon with a chuckle.

Indeed, Saphira was still pondering what she had smelt. Eldunaris were already pressing her but they couldn't do it right away. Their attention was needed elsewhere and Umaroth was quick to remind them of that fact.

Since she remained silent, Eragon decided to continue and to start his explanations.

"Before Galbatorix took the throne, the old Riders tried to fight him in several battles. One of them happened in Vroengard. Vroengard is an island located at the South-West of Alagaësia. This battle happened roughly 220 years ago and ended with a gigantic explosion, which still poisons the environment there. We believe that this battle might be the cause to the Doom as you call it. The force triggered by this huge explosion could have easily triggered volcanos. Moreover, the technologies you've described look very similar to the ones used there at that time." finished Eragon

Tyrion was looking intensely at the maps, trying to figure out the possible contradictions. Finally, he asked "This might be true, as the cause of the Doom remain unclear except for the sudden and unexpected waking up of eleven volcanos. But does it match geographically?"

"This has been the most difficult question to answer but we think so. The past few days, we have studied the maps and distances to see if this was possible. The directions certainly match while the distances are certainly blurrier, but they do remain acceptable. The explosion was heard hundreds of leagues away. It would explain a lot." concluded Eragon

"I need to read what Master Rickwell wrote about the Doom, it's been too long. I hope we can discuss this more later Eragon" enquired Tyrion.

"That would be very much appreciated. As I've said, this is only a theory, if you can find more items to confirm or to stop this theory, it would be a pleasure to discuss it"

The meeting continued for a few more minutes before it came to an end. Since it was still raining outside, many decided to simply go to their room to rest or in Tyrion's case, the library to find books over the Doom of Valyria.

Later that day, Eragon was slowly stretching in the room he had been offered and was talking with Saphira about the recent events. The had discussed with the Eldunaris and found many dangerous and worrying points. Glaedr's words still rang in his mind.

While doing the Rimgar, he heard someone knocking on his door. With a quick scan, he was able to sense Daenerys' presence. Extending his mind, he noticed with some surprise that she was here on her own.

He quickly opened the door and she came in quickly.

"I hope I'm not disturbing you" asked the young lady as she saw his current attire.

He was quick to reassure her and offered her to sit on the chair put next to the small desk. The chair cracked as she sat on it but held. It had clearly seen better days. He absently noticed that the braids she wore before were absent, replaced by something less formal. Arya had always let her hair loose remembered Eragon with some pain in his heart.

She looked at him straight in the eyes "I know you've been hiding something about me since your dragon smelt my blood, and I want to know what it is" she demanded, with a serious look.

Eragon had expected this to happen but had imagined it would happen a few days later, not hours.

"And how have you come to this conclusion?" enquired Eragon, sitting on his bed.

Sitting straight, he quickly whispered a few words which made it impossible for people outside the room to hear their conversation. She raised a single eyebrow but waited for his explanation.

"Well, Saphira smelt my hand and quickly left. But during a moment, you weren't there. Not lost in your thoughts but I guess talking to Saphira, you were nodding, and your eyes widened at some point" shared Daenerys

"You're both right and wrong Daenerys. Saphira discovered something while she smelt your blood. Did we hide it? Well, we told you we would tell you later and we will hold our part of the bargain. As you have seen, we don't like to make theories or share ideas if we haven't thought of them. Even now, we're not sure about this so what you'll hear will be our guesses" explained Eragon, impressed by her observations. Not many had been able to sense when he talked to others through

"You sure like to play with words"

"When you speak the Ancient Language, it becomes a second nature. Just like the most skilled politician I suppose" answered Eragon with a smile.

"And you believe there's something between with my Targaryen ancestry or with my dragons, right?"

"Yes" came his quick answer. He was disappointed by her calm demeanour and had expected more surprise and enthusiasm, which Saphira found amusing for some reason.

Since she remained silent, Eragon decided to continue and start his explanations.

"As you know, some elves came with me in Westeros. What I forgot to mention to mention is that elves, more than any other race, give a lot of attention to appearance. In Alagaësia, they're called Le Beau Peuple and take great pride in their appearance. But with magic, they're able to change their bodies. One of my friends has some wolf characteristics for instance. He has fangs and a light fur," described Eragon.

Daenerys stood still, slowly processing what she was hearing.

"So, what, last time I checked, I still have normal teeth and I'm not growing scales! And this concerns many people in my family, not just me" replied Daenerys.

"Well, yes and no. Such transformations shouldn't affect a whole line like in your case, just one person. But it shouldn't also be possible to have an unlimited resistance of fire and yet, here you are. However, it's possible, but also very dangerous, to change your blood. We believe, one of your ancestors did something like this, and tried to get some dragon characteristic's, which is pure madness." said Eragon, not completely believing it as he said it out loud.

"And why would you believe that?" asked Daenerys

"Well, several things. First, I heard Targaryen often married into their own family, yes?" quick nod from Daenerys "And so, the ritual done to your ancestor's blood wouldn't be diluted and would remain strong. Also, this may explain the bouts of madness in your family. Dragons are wild and free creatures. Chaining a dragon would slowly drive him mad. I believe the same would be said about the members of your family. None can be properly chained and need to express itself, one way or the other. Power, art, science, but they shouldn't be forced in a position they can't fit I guess"

"So, what?" cut Daenerys "Does that mean I can only be a bookworm for instance if my blood says so" she asked angrily

"You misunderstood me Daenerys. It means that you should go where your guts tell you to. This is something I've learnt and still learn with Saphira. Dragons don't ask permission. Therefore, Saphira has very few regrets but some remorse. And I think that if you take a close look at your family's history, you may find that this coin flip isn't exactly right and that it may have struck those forced into a position they weren't fit. I've heard from Jon that the Master of Castle Black was the kindest soul he had ever met. He could have been King, but he went where he wanted to and from what I've heard, his work was appreciated. Of course, there could also be some inbreeding," explained Eragon

"So, you think I shouldn't be queen?" exclaimed Daenerys

"I haven't said that! I don't know the history of your family very well. But from the little I know, one of them was a great Maester, appreciated by all. Aegon the Conqueror is at the origin of what is today, the greatest conquest of Westeros. I'm sure there are also some example of great kings and queens. But these people decided with their heart, no one told them what they should do, and I think, blood magic or not, that you should do the same. The question here is, do you want to be Queen because you want it, you feel you can help the others or do you want to be Queen because your brother told you so? From my own experience, no matter the position, it's not worth to be put there if we don't want it;"

"You have a very unusual point of view Eragon Shadeslayer" whispered Daenerys with a thoughtful look, anger slowly leaving her face.

Silence returned in the room for a few seconds before Eragon decided to finish his explanations

"Finally, and most importantly, this could explain why only Targaryens are able to hatch eggs in Westeros. Eggs from wild dragons can only hatch when close to another dragon, fire and when the time is right. Dragon can wait decades in their eggs if they don't feel the right connection or if the nesting dragon is unwell. Hatching have a unique sensation of their surroundings that we can't even start to imagine. I think this means your title of Mother of Dragons is rightfully earned. They really perceive you as part dragon. Fire and Blood, these are the words of your family and they take a whole new meaning here," concluded Eragon with a serious look.

Daenerys looked fascinated by what she had just heard. She didn't know all the theories behind magic but what she heard made sense. Instinctively, her head turned toward the small window in Eragon's room, but her dragons weren't there to be seen.

Eragon had discussed a lot of this with the dragons and Saphira and while they weren't completely sure about this, this idea fit. Magic wasn't an exact science; it was always full of surprises. Also, no one imagined that humans would dare to dabble in blood transformation, let alone with dragons.

And if the history of the Targaryen family was any indication, Eragon started to understand why this practice had been banned.

Daenerys looked deep in thoughts, probably pondering what she had just learnt.

"And your magic? Is it something I can get?" she asked suddenly with some eagerness

"I'm not completely sure. Usually, with dragons bonded with Riders, such as Saphira with me, there's a strong connection, something deeper than what you seem to share with your dragons, I think. My body is marked by this bond" answered Eragon, showing his Gedwey Ignasia on his hand. "Perhaps you'll have some affinity with magic, I don't know. I believe the most important part is to cement the bond between you and your dragons. I heard they sometimes disobeyed you" whispered quietly Eragon.

At this, Daenerys looked ashamed and looked down. It was strange. Outside of the room, she was a leader, someone people admired and looked upon. She maintained this aura and kept her allies under firm control. However, when Eragon and Daenerys were alone, be it in a room or in the skies, she stood as a young woman, eager to change to world but also lost on how to do it.

Nasuada had been the same. She never let her tiredness, nor her anxiety be seen in public. But Eragon remembered the long nights, spent together with sometimes Arya or Jörmundur, where they had discussed strategies or talked about the future, how her face would fall, and her worries become apparent.

"There have been some issues with my dragons before yes" she said, still not meeting his eyes. "Drogon burnt and killed a young child in Meereen and people were afraid of them. I … I chained Viserion and Rhaegal during months, and Drogon escaped. During that period, I was the Mother of Dragons, but I didn't have any dragon" finished Daenerys in a mere whisper, her voice shacking.

So many emotions conflicted inside Eragon. The idea to chain and lock dragons angered him and outraged Saphira. But at this moment, in front of such vulnerability, he knew she understood and saw how deeply this action had hurt her.

"This child in Meereen will be forever remembered. And we will work together to make sure no family in Westeros will suffer anything like this." promised Eragon, before adding silently to Saphira "We cannot afford to have three wild dragons living that close. How did the Riders of old manage to protect the populations?"

"You answered it Eragon. They lived far from all the cities, in the Hadarac desert or in the Spine for instance and we manage to roughly communicate to prevent any outburst" answered Umaroth.

"I'd like that" whispered Daenerys in a whisper, her eyes shining at the prospect of finally having her child under control.

This is the end of the chapter! I hope you've enjoyed it!

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