Chapter 87: Chapter 87
Daenerys wanted nothing else to do with the North. It was a cold place; it was the place where she lost everything. She lost her babes, she lost Aegon and she lost Jon.
Her lord husband had not touched her since since the night before that fateful morning. They had stayed much longer than she expected. Daenerys remembered the months after she lost Rhaella. The queen had been so sad and empty. Jon stayed away for a week and then he had been so gentle, so kind. He slept with her and held her all nights for two weeks as she cried. Reality had set in then. Jon was needed in Wolfhall. So he went and traveled. Jon never stayed in her quarters again. He would visit during the day. He would visit his mother, play with Rickon and Eddard and then come to her. He would be with her for hours. They did not speak. They were broken it seemed.
Daenerys used to sleep her days away when he traveled. She could not be around Rickon or Eddard. They were too young, she yearned for something she could never have it seemed. Lady Stark helped her get up and clean herself every week. She washed her and asked her to do things with her. Daenerys would shake her head and go back to bed. Lady Stark would then join her and sing. Her mother in law braided her hair and left her after a few hours.
It was almost three years since she arrived in the North. The winter was almost over. It had only been a year long. Lord Stark said that it was the quickest winters. Cersei nodded politely.
It was enough. Barristan, Missandei and Jorah had been good in King's Landing but she needed to go back. It was her rule. It was her throne and she had been in this forsaken land long enough.
Jon was away once more. She would be ready when he came back. Daenerys knew that he would stay back. Enough was enough. She had mourned Rhaella, Aenys and him long enough. She had to go back.
Daenerys waited for lady Stark and took her offer to walk around the grounds. "It is a lovely afternoon after all." She said.
They walked. Daenerys saw Drogon and Viserion circle the skies. "I suppose Rhaegal is with Jon."
Lady Stark nodded, "She is. He rode her to Wolfhall."
Daenerys sighed her, "I will lose her as well." She said gently.
The lady of Winterfell remained quiet. She had been kind, kinder than she ever expected the woman to be.
"I am leaving in a week." Daenerys made up her mind in that moment.
"Jon will not be back until at least a fortnight." Her mother in law replied.
Daenerys nodded, "is for the best." She thought about it and it would be less painful if Jon and her did not speak any further.
"I agree." Cersei finished. Lady Stark looked calm, not happy but calm.
"You two do not belong together." The woman continued. "Ice and Fire should never mix."
Daenerys did not say much else. The woman was correct. Jon did not want her any longer and it was too painful to look at him. She could not give him anything but heartbreak. She could not have his children. He loved these lands too much. It was for the best. The Targaryen queen would leave it all behind. "If I look back I am lost." She said quietly.
Lady Stark left her to the weirwoods and the dragons. Drogon came down at some point. Daenerys pet him gently. Viserion did not land. He ignored her for the most part. His rider was gone. Daenerys did not properly mourn Aegon. She did not feel the need to do so. He was as quickly gone as he entered her life.
The queen went back to her quarters and wrote letters to prepare her departure. It was the afternoon before she was to ride Drogon and leave. She decided to fly. She did not want to take anything from Winterfell.
Daenerys walked the gardens and then the Weirwoods. She would say goodbye to Rhaella today. The queen was to leave in the early hours of the morning. Jon buried their daughter by a beautiful tree.
She walked deeper into the weirwoods and saw him. He sat by a branch tree. "I did not know you had come back." She said carefully as she approached their daughter's resting place.
Jon smiled sadly at her. "I have not been to Winterfell yet. I needed to visit her first." He said and motioned to his side.
Daenerys went to sit by him. She would have to confront him now. They were quiet for a few minutes.
The queen broke the silence. "I am leaving for King's Landing in the morrow." She said in a light tone. She begged whichever gods to give her strength to not cry.
Jon took her hand and kissed her. "When are we leaving?" He said carefully.
Daenerys was shocked, "you are coming with me?"
Her husband nodded, "as long as you want me." He finished in a small voice.
The queen frowned, "you do not have to." She did not want his pity. It would be better if they followed different paths.
"You are my wife." He attempted to hold her hand once more. Daenerys felt anger then. She shook him off a little to abruptly.
"It matters not." She said quietly.
"It matters to me. I made a vow." Jon said with some fire.
Daenerys stood up. She would have to say goodbye later. They were too broken. She had halfheartedly hoped that she would follow him. She was disappointed when he did not move from his spot.
She retired to her quarters. Daenerys looked at her bed and wanted to sleep once again. She wanted to weep as well. She decided against it. She was done mourning. Daenerys could do well with a bath. She asked the handmaidens to draw her one.
They dutifully filled a tub. The water was steaming hot. She was about to undress when she heard the door open again. It was Jon.
"I am going with you." He said to her back.
Daenerys turned and explained clearly, "I do not want you to."
Jon looked crushed. "We are married Daenerys; my place is with you." He told her plainly.
"Your place, your duty, your vows." She scoffed. Daenerys would not cry. She was done crying. She had never cried so much in her life. Never had she been so weak as to when she arrived to this cold wasteland. She was Daenerys the Unburnt, Breaker of Chains, Mother of Dragons. She was done crying and hoping that he would come back to her. It was done.
"I do not need you to fulfill your duties any longer Lord Stark. You are released from your bonds to me. Free to tend to your lands and make your own life."
He looked at her with hurt eyes and replied, "you are my life. My place is next to you."
She avoided his gaze and could not help but mutter, "you have a way of showing that."
Jon frowned, "I do not understand your meaning."
Daenerys wanted to shake him hard. "You avoid me. You travel to Wolf's Hall at every opportunity. You have stayed away from me. Ever since your brother died. You have not been mine since then."
Jon remained quiet. Daenerys understood; he could not offer any explanations without revealing his true feelings of disgust.
"You cannot bring yourself to deny it." Daenerys continued. "It is fine Jon. I release you."
"I will leave in the morrow." She said with finality.
Jon came closer. "No." He said.
This was the closest they had been in months. "I do not want you to leave without me." He plead.
Daenerys hated the feel of him close to her. It made her forget things. It made her mad, nervous, excited and giddy. His close proximity was enough for her to want to kiss him, touch him. She leaned into him and he stepped away.
She was hurt. "I do not understand you my lord." She moved away from him. "I do not want your pity or your misplaced loyalty and duty."
"I love you. I will leave with you because I love you, not out of duty." Jon said forcefully.
Daenerys was angry at him once more, "then why do you not touch me? You may have loved me once Jon. This is not the case any longer. I can tell."
Her lord husband looked at her despondently. He remained stoically quiet as was his nature.
"I have had enough of this Jon. I cannot be near you any longer. We are through." The queen moved by the door.
"I cannot touch you any longer." He raised his voice as she opened the door for him to leave.
The queen did not think hearing him say those words would hurt her so much. She knew, intellectually, she was aware that their biological relationship disgusted him.
"Leave." She hissed.
Jon went by her and closed the door. He grabbed her hands. She refused to meet his eyes. "We can still be together. I love you with all my heart."
She laughed. "You have made it perfectly clear that I disgust you. You have not touched me since that day. I am through."
He lifted her chin. "I cannot touch you because I do not want to hurt you. I burn for you. It kills me every night when I am not near you. I have to be away from Winterfell because I have to fight with myself. I have to fight to enter these very same chambers where we lost Rhaella. I don't want you to mourn another babe. It was hard when we lost Aenys but losing Rhaella almost killed you. Daenerys you cried so much and I could not help it. You would cry even more when I was near you. So I stayed away. I rather you sleep than cry and suffer so much."
Daenerys looked at him again and then kissed him. "I miss you." She kissed his neck and sought his mouth once more. Jon reacted and kissed her back. He then pushed her back and seemed to take a moment to figure something out. "Undress now." He growled and tried to yank her dress down. Daenerys was just as desperate for him. She bit and touched him through the breeches. He was hard, so very hard for her. Daenerys' lower belly fluttered and she felt herself become impossibly wet.
He rubbed against her clothes. "I want you inside." She whispered as he tried to bunch her skirts up. She cursed the dress.
"Fuck me Jon." Daenerys wanted to feel him so bad.
Jon kissed her hard. He kneeled and lowered his breeches. He bunched the skirts up and entered her. He became rigid. Daenerys smiled, she was full of him.
He leaned into her neck and moved. Jon moaned so softly. She clenched against him when hitched one of her legs around his hip. The angle deepened; she arched and loved how he moved faster. Daenerys kissed whatever of him she could reach. It was fast. He moved in and out and he was about to come when he pulled out. Daenerys watched as her husband slapped his cock against her clit. It was enough, soon he came all over her lower belly. She watched as he arched.
Daenerys did not reach climax. Jon rested by her side for a few seconds before he was on her once more. He kissed her deeply and then fingered her. Jon rubbed her button placed two fingers inside of her. Daenerys ground against that hand and moaned when he bit into her neck. She was heated and needed the damn dress out of her. He made her come hard when he added a third finger and moved his fingers rapidly. She shouted his name and wanted to ride him. He was hard once more.
The queen stood up and removed her dress at last she jumped on the bed and helped him undress once more. She helped him out of his tunics, boots and breeches. He had not undressed at all. Daenerys then kissed his chest. She was hungry for him; "I want you inside again. She stroked him and then rubbed him against her folds. The queen took him in. Jon sat up to meet her in a kiss. Daenerys moved fiercely against him. She came around him with such a force that she had to lean into him. She felt her thighs quiver and her toes curl deliciously.
Jon slipped out. He was still so very hard; her husband's cock was red and engorged. Daenerys did not want him to spend on her belly again.
"I know you do not want to put your seed inside me Jon." She said and looked at him with a wicked smile. "Where do you want your seed? On my tits." She then touched her breast and brought them together. "Or my mouth." She felt powerful again. He still desired her so much. She could work with desire. Daenerys looked at his cock.
Her husband leaked a bit. "mouth." He rasped. His eyes were almost black.
The queen nodded and got on her knees. It was the easiest way. Her husband stood up and almost fell to the bed when she played with his balls and licked his tip.
She kissed and sucked at him. Eventually, she put him on her mouth and rubbed the base of his cock.
He grabbed her hair and helped her along. Daenerys loved when he pulled her like that. It meant he wanted to fuck her face. It meant that he was close. She could undo him so easily.
He shouted her name. Daenerys felt him explode all around her. It was not the most pleasant taste but the queen swallowed.
Jon and her cuddled. "I am going with you." He said. "I apologize for staying away. I did not want to hurt you."
The queen nodded, "I should have said something. I have been taking my moon tea. I will not forget and you will spill your seed outside if you so wish."
He nodded, "I cannot put you through that again."
Daenerys nodded, "I love you very much." She kissed his lips and moved to caress his hair. He undid all of her braids and kissed her face until they were both yearning for more. They kissed and cuddled for what seemed hours. Daenerys loved when he asked her to get on all fours and pounded her to the mattress. "Oh Jon." She moaned when he pulled at her hair and came all over her rear.
She slumped down the bed and loved when he cuddled. Jon placed a hand over her lower belly. He nuzzled her neck and sighed. "I could stay here all afternoon." He said and pulled a leg over her body. "Then do." She said and turned so that he still wet sex rubbed on his thigh.
Jon pushed her hair aside. "I have to let father know that he has to finish provisioning Wolf's Hall."
Daenerys frowned, "are you truly coming with me?" For a second she thought it would be a ruse and he would remain behind.
Jon nodded, "I am going to King's Landing whenever you say the word."
"Tomorrow." She insisted. Daenerys Stormborn was adamant and ready to leave the North.
Jon sat. "I have to say goodbye." He sighed and kissed her lips and left.
Daenerys wondered if the gods would let her leave this place with her husband.
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