Chapitre 4: Chapter 4: Arc 1, Dragons(Part 1)
— Jon Snow —
"We only have six to seven days, until the Khal is here. That means we only have six to seven days to prepare. Do any of you have suggestions on how to deal with them, without killing them all?" Jon asked the leaders and chiefs.
One of the leaders, and if Jon's memories served correctly, his name was Norton(*1), spoke, "The Dothraki follow powerful men, and the powerful man they see is their Khal Rami. So if we could kill the Khal, they should join the person who killed the Khal, in this case, you."
Jon looked to the leader. "How do you expect me to win against a Khal? I have fought in no wars, and I haven't seen a Dothraki fight." True Jon hasn't seen how a Dothraki, but he has seen Ser Arthur fight, in the Dothraki still, and has been taught how to fight in the Dothraki way.
The leader laughed, "Don't think us dumb, Lord Snow. We know that you have been taught by Ser Arthur Reyne, the Lord of Castamere, and the Red Lion. We also know that you and that horse are one." The leader stopped laughing.
"But still, why do you think I could win against a person who has won many battles?" Jon asked.
The response he got was unexpected, "Because we believe in you. We," he waved his hands to the leader of Norvos, "Have been asking the members of your Brotherhood, what they think of you. Not one of them spoke of hate, they only praised you. So now we will believe in you." The leader smiled.
Jon didn't respond, only nodded his head.
The room was completely quiet, the only expectation was the breathing. The silence was broken by Mance, "So what do we do about the horse fuckers?" He looked at Jon.
Jon nodded and pointed to the map of the surrounding area, "Some of the FreeFolk have climbed the wall before. So they should be able to climb a mountain." He brought his finger towards the rock structures around the front entrance to Norvos, "Mance I want you to take 1,500 of the men and climb the surrounding rocks, and when the horse fuckers come, rain arrows on them." Mance nodded, "Tormund, I want you to take 20 men and go here," he pointed to an oddly shaped canyon on the map, "When you get there, I want you to dig a straight line seven feet from the edge of the cliff where the precipice was at its thinnest. Also, every night fill it with water and leave it to freeze overnight in the cold. Also no fires, we don't want the horsefuckers to know we are there. And when you hear a rumbling, stop and put a plank, or a thin piece of wood into it. When the battle comes I will send a flaming arrow into the air and that would be your signal to pull the plank back as far as you can." Jon finished. And asked the same of Soren ShieldBreaker. The FreeFolk nodded, but Mance, the leaders, and lord's of Norvos was wide-eyed looking at Jon.
Slowly the wide eyes turned to laughter, "We knew you could do this Lord Snow!" One of the lords spoke.
Jon nodded, "That's not all." He looked to Sigorn Thenn, "I want you to take 200 of the men and the horses we have here, and when they sleep in there hide beds, I want you to slit the throats of the Ko's."
Sigorn nodded, with a grin, "I like your plan, Snow. The Thenns and I will do what you asked."
Jon nodded, "We don't have a lot of time for this, but I have hope in my people to do it." Jon smiled, "Now go. You have today to grab the supplies you will need, and you will leave at night." Everyone nodded, and left, "Everyone but you Joanna." The spear master looked back at Jon and nodded, and stayed.
When everyone was out Jon walked over to the table with the wine on it, and poured two cups of wine. He went back to the table and offered her a cup, she nodded and took the cup and sat down across from Jon.
"What is it you would like me to do Jon?" Joeanna asked her Commander.
She was beautiful, with golden blonde hair, going down to her mid-back. She had ocean blue eyes, with sparks of green from her mother, if what Arthur said is true. She was the same height as Jon. She also has the same size breasts as Val.
Jon would be lying if he said she wasn't beautiful, and if he was honest, he wouldn't mind having her in his bed.
But that was not what was important, he needed her to do something, and if this worked, then Jon's Company would grow amazing, and if Jon wanted to keep his promise to his former commander, Harry Strickland. He needed this done.
"I want you to go to the Free Cities then more, and offer people to join our company. Tell them what I did for you and your father if they joined. This will take time, I know, but I made a promise to my former commander and I intend to keep it." Jon told his Commander of Spears.
Joeanna looked to be in thought, and when her response came, a smile grew on Jon's face, "I will do it. Where do I start?" She asked Jon.
"Start with Braavos, then move south to, Pentos, then Myr, and so forth. I will also be sending you with a dozen of my most trusted men, to make sure you don't become a slave. I wouldn't want something like that to someone." Jon ended well looking into her eyes with care.
Joeanna blushed, but nodded, "When I'm done where would I find the Company?" She asked.
"It depends on how long you take. But I don't see it longer than 5 to 6 months for this to be done. And by that time you should find us in Braavos." Jon finished.
Joeanna nodded, and went to stand, but was stopped by Jon grabbing her wrist, "Please stay safe, if you were to be harmed, enslaved, or worse killed, I wouldn't forgive myself or stand up to your father's rage." Jon looked up to her eyes.
She didn't say anything, she only nodded and turned back around to completely face Jon. She bent down and kissed Jon on the lips, lightly, "I promise to be back Jon." She finished and walked away with closing the door.
— Tormund Giantsbane —
It has been seven days since they got the news of the horsefuckera will be heard. Now Tormund was looking onto the horde of horse fuckers with a smile. It seems Sigron has completed his part. The horde looks to be in disorder.
Tormund smiled and turned around and spoke to his son, Dryn, "Go, they have come." He told his son.
His son nodded and turned around to the warg that they took with them.
Tormund looked at the trap Jon ordered him to set, it was complete, he did as Jon ask, and everything was going to plan. Soren was done on the other side, Sigorn has returned from his job with killing the Ko's, and has joined Mance with the 1500 archers ready to lay fire on the horse fuckers. Jon has gotten the rest of the FreeFolk, to protect the gates.
Tormund was brought out of his thoughts by screaming coming from the horse fuckers. Tormund looked down at the Dothraki, with wide eyes, "That is a lot of horses." He said, and looked toward the city, waiting for the signal from Jon.
— Khal Rami —
Everything was going just fine until the morning he found all his Ko's with slit throats and laying in bed. He was so close to taking the city, with his horde of Dothraki. When he reached the city he smiled, even if his Ko's were dead, he will succeed in taking the city.
He looked to his left, to see his temporary Ko, Rakharo. This Dothraki has been in many battles and has proven he was worthy of being a Khal, but he just kept following Khal Rami.
"Zhorre everyone prepared rakharo. Kisha hash about tat lajat.(Have everyone get ready Rakharo. We are almost there.)" He told his Ko.
Rakharo nodded and rod back to the horde, and yelled to get everything ready.
Khal Rami looked back to the city with a grin, 'I will be the first Khal to take a city and keep it.' He told himself.
Within five minutes, Khal Rami's horde was ready, with his Ko beside him.
"Anha zalak yer beside anna rakharo. Anha zalak yer tat tikh jin ataki tat tihat anna take jin city. (I want you beside me Rakharo. I want you to be the first to see me take the city.)" Khal Rami said. Rakharo nodded.
The Khal then pressed his heels into his horse and the horde began. Khal smiled when his Dothraki started there to scream. And with the stampede of the horse hooves. It made a beautiful sound.
Khal Rami saw victory and screamed with his horde.
When Khal Rami and his horde continued their charge, he saw a flaming arrow being shot into the sky in front of him, the closer he got, he started to see men on the mountains surrounding the city, but when he heard screaming, he turned around to see he has fallen into a trap. Boulders were coming crashing down on to his men and their horses. He continued moving forward with Rakharo beside him and the men behind.
Khal Rami just continued, he didn't want to see what was left, and just charged forward.
"Loose!" He heard being yelled out. A few seconds later Khal Rami saw hundreds of arrows flying towards them and hitting their targets.
But Khal Rami saw something odd. They weren't aiming for him and Rakharo, they were aiming for his men!
With taking a risk of being shot, he stopped his charge and looked back toward his men. What he saw… he couldn't explain it at all. Dead bodies lying around the place with some horses, farther back, he could see the boulders from earlier. Under them, he had no doubt was his men and horses.
He looked forward to seeing a boy, with raven black hair, and even from this distance, he could see his dark velvet eyes, on a black, almost midnight black, horse.
'That horse was made for a conqueror.' Khal Rami told himself.
Khal Rami was brought out of his thoughts by Rakharo, "Khal, move!"
Rami then puts his full focus back onto the boy and saw that he was holding a bow, that was aimed directly at him… wait not at him, but at his stallion. The arrow hit his target, directly in between the stallion's eyes, and Khal Rami was slowly falling towards to sand.
When Rami hit the ground he quickly got out from under his stallion and stood with his sword drawn. Slowly the boy moved towards him, while dropping his bow.
The boy shouted out at him, "Khal rami, anha zhorre jadat tat make at the offer! (Khal Rami, I have come to make an offer!)" The boy yelled out in perfect Dothraki.
But before Rami could respond Rakharo, got in front of him and yelled back, "Kisha zala vo offer ma yer! (We want no offer with you!)"
The boy didn't stop, "Vosma yer zhorre vo akka heard anna offer… rakharo! (But you haven't even heard my offer… Rakharo!)" The boy's horse was now standing in front of Rakharo.
Rakharo looked, shocked. Rami spoke, "Fin ajjin jin offer, scum. (What is this offer, scum.)" Rami spoke with poison in his voice.
The boy looked down at him, he hated it, and spoke, "Yeri chomak tat vo zhorre tat athdrivar, akka neither tat anni, vosma disse ato ki us. Let us lajat, disse yer akka anna, khal rami, rizh ki khal darg. (Your people don't have to die, and neither does mine, but only one of us. Let's fight, just you and me, Khal Rami, son of Khal Darg(*1))."
Rami thought it over, 'This is a boy, a boy who was the one most likely behind this.' Rami told himself, he grinned shortly after, 'He might only have the brains, but no bronze. I can win in this fight.' Rami looked to Rakharo, "Fin anha assilat yer follow mae akka call mae yeri khal, rakharo. (If I lose you follow him and call him your Khal, Rakharo.)" He looked back to the boy, "Anha accept, vosma fin yer assilat anha take jin city akka anha tikh fuck every chiori she me, over yeri driv khado. (I accept, but if you lose I take the city and I will fuck every woman in it, over your dead body.)"
The boy nodded, and got off his horse and handed the reins to the man beside him. The boy walked to the closer to Rami and drew his sword.
Rami's eyes looked at the blade, with wide eyes, 'That is Valyrian Steel!' Rami looked to the boy who got into a stance and spoke, "I accept. Now let's fight! (I accept. Now let's fight!)" The boy thrust.
— Jon Snow —
The Khal blocked his sword thrust, so Jon backed up a bit to go through what he knew of the Dothraki fighting style but also keeping his eyes on the Khal in front of him.
'The Dothraki, fight with speed and are used to fighting someone without armour. There Arakh, are made for fighting, people with furs, and leather, their weakness is steel armour.' Jon grinned, 'I have that.'
Jon dodged a swing to the arm. He wanted to keep it long for the Khal to think him a coward, and stops using his brain when he fights, so that Jon could trap him his sword between his arm and chest.
The fight went on, and with Jon getting a few swings himself, but nothing really serious. Jon could see that Khal Rami was losing his cool, and was partly swinging his sword with anger. 'At least the plan worked.' Jon told himself, 'Khal Rami only needs a bit of a push.' And so Jon gave that push.
Khal Rami went for a swing at Jon's legs, so Jon dodges it by moving backwards, and when dodged he moved back and punched Khal Rami square in the face, and with that Khal Rami lost his cool, with the sword and started swinging freely.
'Wait for it… wait for it… THERE!' Jon stepped forward, and Khal Rami's sword was now caught between his rib cage and arm.
Khal Rami thought it was over and tried bringing the sword back, but Jon grabbed his sword hand, tightly. Which took the smile away from Khal Rami had. Khal Rami stopped struggling and looked up at Jon, who was smiling.
Yes Jon hates killing but he also knew he had to, so with that in mind, Jon brought his sword up, and slit Khal Rami's throat. Khal Rami's body lost its light, and Jon let go of the dead man's sword hand and watched the body hit the sand.
Jon then looked up to see that the living Dothraki were all looking at him, waiting to see if he will do something. Jon knew what he had to do to prove that he will follow their traditions. So Jon walked to the dead khal's body, grabbed his dagger, and grabbed the khal's ponytail, and cut it and threw it towards the Dothraki. And slowly they started dropping their weapons and nodded. They all left to return to their camp, the only one that stayed was Rakharo.
The Dothraki walked over to him and was carrying a bell. When Rakharo stood in front of Jon he spoke in the guttural tongue of his people, "Me ajjin jin tradition tat wear ayena's hash yer iffi jin vilajero, khal. Yer seem tat tiholat rek, hash jin dothraki dies mori cut their noreth, vosma kisha zhorre others, rek hash important tat us
Jon nodded, "Sek, anha tiholat jin tradition. Vosma anha tikh tat me infront ki ei anna Dothraki, rakharo. (Aye, I know the tradition. But I will do it in front of all my Dothraki, Rakharo." Jon turned around and started walking towards, Shadow. Jon mounted his stallion and saw that Rakharo was walking towards his stallion, Jon called Rakharo, who looked back, "Jadat anha zhorre jin azho ha yer. (Come I have a gift for you.)"
Rakharo slowly nodded, and got onto his stallion, and rode towards Jon.
Jon looked to the Sigorn who was on a horse to his left and told him that the battle was over and to get Mance, Tormund, and Soren. And tell them to go back to the city. Sigorn nodded and left.
Jon started the ride back towards the city, with Rakharo behind him.
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When Jon got to the city he heard happy yells, and congratulations on his victory. He heard a few people looking at Rakharo with hate and disgust. Jon looked back to Rakharo, "Jadat rakharo. (Come Rakharo)." Jon rode a bit faster.
When Jon got to the sables, with Rakharo, he got off Shadow and brought him to the hey. Jon looked back at Rakharo, and asked, "Hash haj ajjin yeri hrazef rakharo? (How strong is your horse Rakharo)?" Jon started walking towards a stool.
"Mae ajjin haj khal, vosma mae ajjin akka foz akka losing mae athhajar. (He is strong Khal, but he is also old and losing his strength.)" Rakharo followed.
Jon nodded, and when they stopped, he saw a tall completely brown stallion with strong legs and body, "Tikh jin tat, rakharo? (Will this do, Rakharo?)" He turned back to Rakharo.
Rakharo walked towards the stallion and started rubbing its head, "Jin ato ajjin perfect khal. (This one is perfect Khal.)" Rakharo smiled.
Jon nodded, "Davra, anna ajjin yours. (Good, it's yours.)" Rakharo looked at Jon, "Anha zhorre jin company, jin sellsword company. Anha zala jin davra ki mahrazhi akka davra ki horses ha anna mahrazhi. Anha zigereo someone tat take care ki horses, akka fin else jif zhorre me arrek jin ko. (I own a company, a sellsword company. I want the best of men and the best of horses for my men. I need someone to take care of the horses, and who else should have it then a Ko.)" Rakharo had wide eyes, "Yer laz think me over, anha tat vo yothnhare. Akka hash yer zhorre has chosen yeri answer, jadat tat anna. (You can think it over, I don't mind. And when you have chosen your answer, come to me.)"
Rakharo nodded and looked back to the stallion. Jon left Rakharo to his own, and started to walk back towards the building he has been using, but then remembered something, and turned back to Rakharo, "Anha chir forgot. Yer laz't leave jin area, vosma anha tikh tikh irge, anha disse zigereo tat astat jin higher ups rek anha zhorre suggested, akka tat get anna gold. (I almost forgot. You can't leave this area, but I will be back, I just need to tell the higher-ups that I have suggested, and to get my gold.)" Jon saw Rakharo nod. So Jon continued his walk back to the building.
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Jon opened the door to the meeting area to find that every lord, and ladies, were there looking towards him. They all had smiles on there face. Jon walked closer to the table, and spoke, "The Khal Rami, is dead. The plan was a success, and with only ten of my men dead, I can add around thousand more to it."
The Lords, and Ladies nodded. Nortos stepped forward, "We give many thanks to you, and your men." He bowed, "Now we need to pay you for your work. What is it you would like, Commander Jon?"
Jon looked to Lady Arianne Martell. "Gold and Princess Arianne," Jon answered.
Jon saw the grins that grew onto all the Lord's faces, and the two beaming smiles growing onto Ladies, Mellario and Arianne's faces.
Nortos nodded. "When would you like your payment?"
"Well whenever there ready." Jon grinned in the direction of Arianne.
Arianne stepped forward, "Well I'm ready. But I'm not sure about the gold."
Jon nodded, "Well I will be going. I need to see my khalasar, and then I will be back to collect my payment." He stepped back to leave. But was stopped by Arianne taking his arm.
"Why don't we go together, Jon." She grinned.
Jon looked at her, "Why not. Also, why don't we bring Val with us." Jon grinned down at her.
Arianne nodded. "That would be a wonderful idea." Arianne started to walk towards the door.
Jon looked back at the Lords and lady and waved. Some just waved back, but the rest just laughed.
— Val —
Val was having dinner with her sister Dalla when Dalla asked her something.
"Val? Why haven't you touched your food?" Dalla asked Val.
Val looked down at her plate and noticed she barely ate anything. Val looked back up to see her sister was staring at her with worried and joyful eyes.
"It doesn't taste good, I feel like I want to vomit it out…" Val's eyes widened at what she just said.
Dalla was in the same state as her a few moons ago, 'I can't be!' Val thought to herself.
Dalla brought Val out of her thoughts, "Val, come here." Dalla asked. Val stood, and walked to her sister, when she got to her, Dalla looked to her eyes, and said, "Don't move and don't make a noise." Val nodded.
Dalla felt one of her teats, then she moved her hand up and down her stomach. After a few minutes, Dalla stood from her chair and grabbed her hand, and left the room.
Val looked to her sister and asked, "Where are you taking me, Dalla?"
Dalla didn't look back, but responded, "Were going to see a Maester, Val." Dalla then stopped and then looked back at her, "I believe you might be with child, Val."
Val took in her sister's words, then told her sister, "I can't be. I tried with Jarl and never once got with child. So why now?" Val's knees were weak.
Dalla shook her head, "I don't know why Val, but I am still going to take you to a maester to make sure." Val nodded.
Dalla looked back forward and continued her walk. They didn't get far when the saw Jon, and Arianne, walking in there direction.
Jon smiled when he saw her, but she didn't return it. When Val looked to Arianne, she saw that she was grinning, once again she didn't return the look. Val looked to Jon, "So the job is done?" Val asked Jon.
Jon's smile left his beautiful face, "Aye, it's done." He answered, and started walking towards her. When he stood in front of her, Val looked up to see a worried look in his eyes, "Are you okay, Val? You don't look like your normal self?"
Val went to answer, but Dalla bet her to it, "She is fine, Jon. I just want her to help me with something."
Jon looked to her sister, but nodded, he then looked back to Val and spoke in a calm voice, "Arianne and I, are going to see the khalasar." He puts a hand on her cheek, "Would you like to come along? We can wait if you want."
Val looked up at Jon with a tiny smile, "I will stay with Dalla. You go ahead and see the khalasar, with Arianne. I will see you later." She kissed his cheek.
Jon nodded slowly, and backed away a bit, for her and Dalla to continue on there way to the maester's room.
When they got there, Dalla knocked and entered to see the maester sitting in a chair. The master looked up to see them and smiled, "Ahh, Dalla." He stood, "What can do for you and your sister?"
Dalla looked to the maester, "I believe my sister is with child, maester.
The maester nodded, and looked to Val, "Come, let me have a look." Val walked towards the maester. He asked her to a few questions, and she answered the best she could. He nodded and did the same thing Dalla did.
A few minutes later, before they were done. The maester backed up a few steps, and spoke, "It is true. You are with child." He stopped and looked between Dalla and her, "But not only one, but two. I believe you might be pregnant with twins."
Val stopped listening when he said 'two'.
'I'm going to be having twins.' Val looked to Dalla who was striding towards her.
Dalla spoke. "We should tell Jon, Val. He will be filled with the joy of the news."
Val nodded, "Yes… yes, we should." But then it just hit her that he wouldn't be here right now. She will just tell him when he gets back from the meeting with the Dothraki.
— Jon Snow —
The meeting with his khalasar, went better than he imagined. There was one Dothraki who stood up to deny Jon. But he was silenced when Rakharo slit his throat in a fight. So Jon now had the FreeFolk, and the Dothraki, in his company. He also finished one part of the contract he made with the shadow binder, Quaithe.
Jon was walking to his room with Arianne when he saw Dalla was in front of his room.
"Dalla," Jon spoke, she looked to him, "What has you standing in front of my door at this time of night?"
Dalla looked between Jon and Arianne, "Jon is it okay if you go in by yourself? Val wants to talk to you personally." Dalla responded.
Jon looked down at Arianne, who looked confused, "Is it okay if we continue on the morrow Ari?" Jon asked, Arianne.
Arianne looked up at Jon and nodded, "I'm okay with that Jon." She let go of his arm and walked to Dalla, "Is okay if we talk?" Jon heard her ask.
Dalla nodded and started walking beside Arianne.
When they were out of sight, Jon walked to his door and opened it to see Val was lying down in there bed. He closed the door, got undressed, and got into bed. When he was in bed, he turned to Val, who was facing the other way and embraced her.
"Dalla told me you wanted to talk to me," Jon spoke quietly.
Jon felt Val nod. But when she grabbed his hand and brought it to her belly, she spoke, "When you saw me earlier, Dalla wanted me to see the maester." She stopped, "He did some tests on me, and found out I was with child."
Jon opened his eyes, but didn't speak, he moved his hand up and down on Val's belly and indeed he felt a bump.
Val continued, "But not only am I with a child. I am to have twins." Jon could hear that she was crying.
The brave, beautiful, active, and wonderful woman, he loved, was now crying. And without knowing it he was crying as well.
With shaky breaths, Jon spoke, 'How far along are you?"
Val shook her head."The maester said three moons in but he wasn't completely sure."
Jon nodded, and slowly both of them slowly fell asleep.
— Arianne Martell —
Arianne was sitting in front of her mother when she told her what Dalla told her.
When she got the news that Val was pregnant, she wasn't surprised, but when Dalla went into more details, saying that Val has tried many times but it never happened. But now she was pregnant from a fifteen-name-days old boy. It was a surprise.
Arianne was taken from her thoughts by her mother, "How old was Jon again?"
"Fifteen-name-days, Mother," Arianne responded.
"And Val? How old is she?" Her mother asked again.
Now that she was asked, she really didn't know, "I… I believe she is twenty-name-days, Mother."
Her mother nodded. No-one made a noise or went to speak. The room was filled with silence.
The silence was broken but, her mother, "He has a strong seed."
Arianne looked to her mother with wide eyes, and a growing blush, "MOTHER!"
Her mother looked to her, with a grin, "What? I was just saying the truth."
Arianne just looked at her mother, before speaking, "I know you were speaking the truth mother, but it is still strange when you say it." Arianne looked away when she was done speaking.
"Come here, darling." Her mother opened her arms for a hug. Arianne stood and walked towards her mother and when she got there she gave her mother a hug, but before she could back out, her mother whispered in her ear, "Now remember I want grandchildren. I want them to have violet eyes, and raven black hair. Now you promise me you will make them, not your brothers."
Arianne felt her blood going up to her neck to her cheeks, and when her mother let go of the hug, Arianne backed up, and yelled, "MOTHER!"
Mellario laughed, "What I want grandchildren."
Arianne stormed to the doors, "GOODBYE, MOTHER." She closed the door hearing her mother's laugh grow.
When she got to her room she got undressed and got into sleep clothes. She dreamed of a White Wolf and a Black Dragon. She also dreams of a boy and a girl. The boy with her skin, and hair, but had velvet eyes, and a strong jaw, and muscles. The girl was of pale skin, with raven black hair, and her eyes, she was flat-chested, but she carried a sword.
When Arianne slept she smiled.
— Mance Rayder —
When Dalla returned late, Mance did expect to see her with a joyful smile on her face. But when he asked why, he understood why she was smiling. Mance knew of Val and her wanting a child, but never got one from any of the men she slept with.
Mance hugged Dalla, and congrats her on becoming an aunt.
Mance thought of his Commander, and how he won the battle with little to no loss of men. Jon was smart, he also was a master swordsman, he could talk to a direwolf, he also killed an other, when no one else could. Jon was a leader, king, or commander everyone needed.
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The next morning Mance found Jon, talking to Tormund about something. Mance smiled, Jon and Tormund got along amazingly, they were like uncle and nephew. They laughed, joked, and fight with each other.
Mance stepped to stand beside Jon, and he finally noticed that he was there.
"Mance, nice seeing you here," Jon spoke.
Mance nodded, "I know it's early, but congrats on having a child."
Jon nodded and looked back out to the sandy mountains, "Val is still asleep. She wept all night, and I was her crying pillow." Jon smiled. Jon looked to Tormund. "So what is the rule with naming a newborn for the FreeFolk?"
"You wait two years, then you name them. When we were in the great north babes can survive most of the time so we don't name them until there able to walk and talk."
Jon nodded, "Then I will wait two years until I name my twins."
Mance looked at Jon with wide eyes, "Twin? Dalla never told me about Val having twins."
Jon nodded, "Well she is." Jon looked to spaced out for a bit, "So how are Dalla and your child?" Jon looked at Mance.
Mance looked at Jon, "He should come soon, but Dalla is doing fine. She entered our room with a joyful smile on her face." Mance smiled at the memory.
Jon nodded, "We should be returning." Jon turned around to walk back to the city, but before he could leave, Mance saw him turn back around, "We will be having a meeting tonight. Bring the chiefs, I will bring the Lords." Mance nodded, and so did Tormund.
Jon left shortly after.
Mance turned back around to see Tormund was daydreaming. So Mance punched him in the shoulder. He got Tormund's attention.
Mance finally asked, "Still dreaming of your She-Bear, Tormund?"
Tormund laughed, "Aye. Haven't seen her in ages," Tormund looked into the distance, "Miss her dearly."
Mance nodded, "Heard she gave you another healthy daughter." Tormund nodded, "You know her name?"
Tormund nodded, "Lyanna, a southern name to be sure but still she is mine." Tormund spoke, he then looked to Mance, "What do you plan on naming you son?"
Mance smiled. Dalla and he talked about this very recently, and both agreed on it, "We plan on naming him Jon."
Tormund looked to Mance, "After our Jon?" Mance nodded. "That is a good name." Tormund looked back into the distance.
Mance patted Tormund on the shoulder, "Well I should be going, see ya later."
Tormund nodded.
Mance left Tormund to his own doing. And walked back to the city.
— Rhaenys Blackfyre (O.C) —
Rhaenys was standing beside her twin brother, Aegon Blackfyre. They were both standing in front of the Commander of the Golden Company, Harry Strickland. The commander looked them both up and down, and then looked to there Father, Magister Illyrio Mopatis.
"They have the Blackfyre, and Targaryen violet eyes, but that is it. How do I know you tell the truth that these are the last two Blackfyre alive?"
Father went to speak, but Aegon spoke first, "We are not Blackfyre. We are Targaryen. I am the son of Prince Rhaegar Targaryen. My sister was kept a secret from the seven kingdoms, but when the Usurper attacked Uncle Varys was able to grab a peasant from Flea Bottom and used him as a fake Aegon VI Targaryen and now we're here."
Rhaenys knew that they were Blackfyre. But Aegon was stupid, he believed whatever Father, and Uncle Varys said. But for me… I'm different, I know who I am. And I don't want the Iron Bloody Throne. Too many people have died for the bloody thing it's nonexistent.
Rhaenys just wanted to find the boy from her dreams.
A boy with raven black hair, and dark velvet eyes, almost purple. The boy in her dream was a true Targaryen. Both with the body and eyes.
Rhaenys was brought from her thoughts, by Harry Strickland, "Yay, whatever." He looked back up to Father, "So what is it in for me? You want my men and my elephants. But what do I get in return?"
Father responded. "We can take you home. I can also give you Blackfyre, I have found the sword."
Harry looked to her Father, and laughed, "You found Blackfyre. I already know where Blackfyre is."
Father asked a slave to open a chest beside him. Rhaenys knew what was inside of the chest.
"What are you talking about, Blackfyre is right here." Father gestured to the chest.
Rhaenys saw Harry walk toward the chest, and grabbed the sword from within, but before father could close the chest Rhaenys got to see the dragon egg from within. A white dragon egg with gold.
Rhaenys knew father had three more, a charcoal black egg with red, another egg that was red with grey, and the last was brown and green, but Rhaenys knew that these three were for the Targaryen girl. And the white one was for Aegon.
Once again Rhaenys was taken from her thoughts, by a drawn of the sword. The sword was beautiful. With a black handle with a ruby in the middle of the guard, and with a dragon head at each end of the guard and the final dragon head, for the pommel.
Rhaenys saw Harry laugh again, "You gotta be kidding me, Illyrio. This is a bloody fake. You might as well give me that dragon egg."
Father lost his smile, "What do you mean that is a fake. That is the real deal." Father was trying to lie and was failing.
Harry stopped laughing and brought the sword up to Father's cheek, "The reason this is a fake is that I already saw, and held the real one. The real Blackfyre is in worthy person hands." Harry brought the sword down from his father's cheek, "I won't tell you who the boy is but I will tell you that he is worthy of wielding it. He found the sword when no-one else could. That is my books, show me that person worthy of wielding the legendary sword, Blackfyre." Harry sheathed the sword and handed it back to the servant to put back into the chest.
No-one spoke, but Rhaenys noticed that Harry Strickland was looking at her, and when she caught his eyes, he waved. She waved back as well, and the man's face grew a smile.
He looked back to Father, "Let me think over the deal, and when I have come to a conclusion I will tell you."
Father nodded, "That is fine with me." Father turned around, "Come Aegon, we have to train you to become King." Father called, Aegon to follow.
Father never spoke to Rhaenys, or even tried to get to know her. And no one else really cared about her.
But for the first time, someone did, "What about your daughter Illyrio? Are you just going to leave her to die with us Sellswords?"
Father looked back at me, but then looked up to Harry, "You can have the devil, I don't really care for her anyway."
And in an instant, Rhaenys felt like her heart was broken into little pieces. Rhaenys felt tears going down her cheek.
Rhaenys then felt a hand on her shoulder, she looked up to see it was Harry Strickland, "Come let's give you some food. You have no need to worry about me harming you, you are my guess." He spoke with a smile.
Rhaenys nodded and followed Harry to the Golden Company's camp.
When they go to the tent, she saw tables full of food, and she quickly filled a plate full of food. And went to sit near the Commander. She heard him laugh at the amount of food she had on her plate.
"You must be hungry, Princess Rhaenys," Harry said.
Rhaenys stopped mid bit when she heard him call her a Princess. She looked up at him, "Why did you call me a Princess?" She asked.
"because you are one, Rhaenys." He smiled at her.
She nodded and went back to her food.
When she was done, she was full, she looked up to Harry she saw that he was being whispered to. He nodded every now and then, and when the man that was whispering to him done, Harry motioned him to leave.
Rhaenys wanted to talk about something, so she asked Harry the first thing that came to mind, "You said you wouldn't tell my father, who was the one to find Blackfyre. But are you okay with telling me?" She asked Harry.
Harry looked down at her, and nodded, "Aye, I will tell you, but you have to promise that you won't tell anyone out of this camp." She nodded, so he continued, "The boy's name was Jon Snow. He joined my company for a bit and left. He had dark velvet eyes, that were impossible to miss."
Rhaenys' eyes widen, "The same eyes from my dream."
Harry looked down at her, "What was that, Princess? You dreaming of a man with dark velvet eyes, or something?" He jested with her.
She nodded, "I have been having these dreams every now and then, about a man with dark velvet eyes, and raven black hair," She finished.
She looked up to see Harry was wide-eyed, "That… That is Jon Snow."
She already had that in mind when Harry said Jon Snow, had dark velvet eyes. But now she knew the man's name. Now she can try and find him.
"Jon is in Norvos, Princess." She turned to see Harry told her that. "You have an easy mask to read. And no I won't help you get to him… but I do have a plan, I will accept your father's offer."
"Why." She asked.
"Because I made a promise to Jon Snow, that we will fight and we will take the other's company. His company is new, but when the news of him having Blackfyre, and winning against the Dothraki, spread, his company would grow and grow. And so it will equal the number of the Golden Company. And when that time comes, I will have both you and your brother under my care. And if he wins you will go to him. It gives you the man that you have been dreaming of and gives me peace."
Rhaenys nodded and agreed with the plan. All she had to do now is wait.
— Jon Snow —
The fresh open air, that the ocean carries is always nice to smell in the early morning. Jon and his men were on they're way to Astapor, to buy the 500 Unsullied, Jon planned on getting.
The Lords of Norvos have given him the gold he would need to buy them, so Jon wouldn't have to take some from his own company's treasurer, and if was to be honest, it was very empty.
Jon has also accepted to have Norvos as his company's many bases. So now Jon had two of the Free Cities to turn to if he ever needs help. All Jon needed to do now was get one on the other side of the Bone Mountains.
Jon was on the deck of his ship, 'Winds Winter', when his Master of Horses, Rakharo, walked up to stand on his left, "Khal, is always like this on a wooden horse?" Rakharo asked.
Jon looked to his left to see that Rakharo was green-faced, and all. Jon wanted to laugh but responded the best he could, "Aye it is Rakharo, you might as well get used to it."
Rakharo nodded, slowly, "But why did you bring your khalasar. If you knew about us, then you would know that we stay as far away as possible from the cursed water."
Jon nodded, "I brought all of you here, because I want you, and my khalasar, to get used to it. Yes, horses are the better way to travel on land, but the ocean is faster, you can get to one side of Essos in twice the time, then when you take a horse." Rakharo nodded, "Well better be going. I want to come with me when I go to make a deal with the Masters. But I want everyone else to stay on the ships, I don't want them to become slaves."
Rakharo nodded, with a tiny smile, "Yes Khal."
Jon then left to find the captain. When Jon found him he was standing beside the wheel. Jon walked up to find, "Captain Jack(*2)." Jon greeted, with a wave.
Jack looked back, and waved at Jon, "Commander. What brings you to see me on this fine morning?" The Captain greeted.
Jon walked to stand beside the Captain, "Well I was wondering how close are we to Astapor."
The Captain nodded, "We should be there by midday."
Jon nodded, but stayed for the past days he was thinking this over and has finally come to a conclusion, "Jack." The Captain looked at him, "I need a fleet, a Commander for the fleet." Jon looked to him, "Would you like to be my Commander of Ships?"
Captain Jack Worraps(*2), was the captain of the 'Winds Winter' And has been a great help, and never asked for anything for payment. He was the right choice.
The Captain turned to Jon, "I would love to." The captain held his arm out.
Jon took it, "With you as Commander of Ships, you can decide what you want the ships to look like, you can pick names, and have a fleet at your beck and call."
Jack nodded, "Thank you for the offer, Commander."
Jon nodded, "It was my pleasure." Jon then left for his cabin.
XxxxX
Jon instantly regrets coming to Astapor. Everywhere he looked he saw slaves, some children, other older folk. Jon already hated it, and he made a vow to himself to never return to Slaver's Bay unless he really had to.
Jon was walking beside a Master named, Kraznys mo Nakloz. He was a big man with a greasy bread. Beside Kraznys, was a little girl who looked to be at the age of ten or eleven, she had dark skin, and puffy black hair, and eyes of molten gold.
She has caught him looking every now and then, and Jon always puts a smile on and waved. He responded with a quick wave and looked back to her master.
"...issi se sȳrje vīlībāzma vali, bisa vys kessa mirre ūndegon. (... they are the best fighting men, this world will ever see.)" Kraznys finished, looking at Jon."
Jon nodded, "Skorkydoso olvie syt 500, āeksio kraznys? (How much for 500, Master Kraznys?)"
Kraznys laughed, "Ao can't yn these tools, ao don't emagon se āeksion syt ziry! (You can't but these tools, you don't have the gold for it!)"
Jon grinned, "Issi ao sure nyke can't sindigon zirȳ? kostan olvie likely sindigon 1,500 lo nyke jeldan naejot. Eman se oktion hen norvos, iā oktion known syt emare iā lot hen āeksion. (Are you sure I can't buy them? I can most likely buy 1,500 if I wanted to. I have the city of Norvos, a city known for having a lot of gold.)" Jon stepped to stand in front of Kraznys, he then looked to the girl, "Nyke also jaelagon naejot sindigon zirȳla. (I also want to buy her.)"
Master Kraznys, didn't speak, so Jon asked again, "Sīr skorkydoso olvie sȳz āeksio kraznys? 500 dovaogēdy hen ñuha iderennon, se se riña? (So how much Good Master Kraznys? 500 unsullied of my choice, and the girl?)"
Kraznys looked to be in thought, and he got his answer, "500 āeksion syt century, se se riña 20 āeksion. Adding bē naejot 2520 āeksion isse total. (500 gold for a century, and the girl 20 gold. Adding up to 2520 gold in total.)" The Master finished.
Jon nodded, "Ivestragī nyke iderēbagon ñuha centuries, se kesan rhaenagon ao, se se tolie sȳz āeksia isse mirrī. Also henujagon se riña kesīr. (Let me pick my centuries, and I will meet you, and the other Good Masters in a bit. Also leave the girl here.)"
Kraznys shook his head, "Kesan umbagon se mazverdagon sure ao mērī iderēbagon se amount hen tools ao promised. (I will remain and build sure you alone choose and amount of the tools you promised.)"
Jon nodded and motioned for the girl to come towards him. She came and stood beside him, "So I heard you know 15 languages." He spoke to her in the common tongue.
She nodded, "I do."
"Well do you know this one. Jak masz na imię? Mój to Jon Snow. (What's your name? Mine is Jon Snow.
The girl looked at him with wide eyes, "I… I don't know that one." A sparkle grew in her eyes, "Can you teach me."
Jon laughed, "Of course I can. But what it translates to is, What is your name? Mine is Jon Snow."
She nodded, "Missandei of Naath."
Jon nodded, "Well Missandei. That is the Old Tongue, from beyond the Wall, in Westeros." Missandei nodded, "Now I better not keep Master Fatso waiting." Missandei's eyes widened, and soon she was laughing.
"Missandei, Do you have any siblings?" Jon asked well looking at the Unsullied, he was quietly asking each one if they were Black Snake, and so far no-one nodded.
Missandei followed Jon, and when he asked her the question, she nodded. "They're here right here."
Jon stopped mid-question, and looked back at her, "When I'm done, we will find them and I will take them away from this shit hole of a home." Jon continued asking.
And in the fourteenth century, when he finally found Black Snake, he left and asked Missandei to find her brothers, she quickly picked them out of the groups of unsullied. So now Jon needed to pick up more.
When he was done he walked back to Kraznys, "Iksan gaomagon. Jaelan se izunnie, sīglie, amplie, fourteenth, se fifteenth centuries. (I am done. I want the fourth, seventh, tenth, fourteenth, and fifteenth centuries.)"
Kraznys nodded, "Skori emā se āeksion jikagon naejot se yard se emili aōha tools ready. (When you have the gold go to the yard and we will have your tools ready.)"
Jon nodded and left to return to his ships and grab the gold ingots. Missandei followed shortly after.
XxxxX
Jon was on Shadow, with the Tormund, Mance, Rakharo, and Missandei when he entered that training yard, to see that The Unsullied that he chose were facing the Master.
Jon rode up to the Masters and got off Shadow. He motioned for everyone to stop as well.
Jon saw Good Master Kraznys, went to stand, "Gōntan ao maghagon se āeksion? (Did you bring the gold?)"
"Nyke maghatan se āeksion. (I brought the gold.)" Jon turned to Missandei and whispered, "Go tell the Thenns, that we're ready."
Missandei nodded and ran to the back to get the Thenns.
Jon looked forward again to see that the Good Master, were staring at him. Jon looked to his right to see that Tormund, "What are you thinking about Tormund?" J9n asked.
Tormund looked to him, "Why did you buy the girl?" Tormund went straight to the point.
Jon looked back at the Masters, "Because look at these shits. Would you want to stay with them for the rest of your life." Jon saw Tormund shake his head, "So I gave her freedom… Also, the shits probably played with her."
Tormund went to respond but was stopped by Missandei running back to stand beside Jon.
Jon looked down at her, "Are they coming?" She nodded, "Good." Jon looked back at the Master, and spoke clearly, "Se āeksion should sagon kesīr shortly. (The gold should be here shortly.)"
Jon saw some of them nod, but most of them looked at him annoyed. Jon looked back to see that the Thenns were here, and with the gold. Jon stood to the side for the Thenns to get a pass and to give the master the gold.
When the gold was giving to the Masters, Jon steps forward, "Eman given ao se āeksion. Sir skoriot iksis se qilōny? (I have given you the gold. Now where is the whip?)"
Master Kraznys stepped forward, with the whip in hand. When he got to Jon he held out his hand, "Gūrogon se qilōny valītsos. (Take the whip boy.)"
Jon took the whip and turned around to the 500 Unsullied he got, "Memēbagon! (March!)" He yelled and they did, "Keligon! (Stop!)" They stopped, "Henujagon!(Leave!)" And they turned around to leave.
Jon walked to his horse with Missandei beside him. He helped her up onto Shadow and then he got on and went to the head of his Unsullied army. When they were outside the gate, Jon yelled, "Keligon! (Stop!)" They did, Jon then threw the whip into the sand, and grabbed Missandei's chain, and took it off, "Iksā mirre dāez! iksan daor playing lēda ao. Kostā henujagon se nyke won't arghugon ao ilagon. Yn lo ao umbagon kesan treat ao hae lentor. Yn se iderennon iksis aōhon. (You are all free! I am not playing with you. You may leave and I won't hunt you down. But if you stay I will treat you like family. But the choice is yours.)"
Jon heard nothing for a bit, but before he knew it the Unsullied started to bang their spears into the ground. Jon smiled, he had done the second part of his contract with the shadow binder Quaithe, the only thing he had to do now was going to Old Valyria.
Jon looked to Mance, "I want you to take the FreeFolk and the Unsullied to Braavos. With half of the felt. Leave the Winds Winter behind for me okay." Mance nodded. Jon then looked to Rakharo, "Anha zala yer tat take jin khalasar, tat norvos. Yer hash tat vo enter jin city, yer hash tat stay outside jin walls. Yer tikh take jin eshna sachi ki fleet, vosma leave ato behind ha anna. (I want you to take the khalasar, to Norvos. You are not to enter the city, you are to stay outside the walls. You will take the other half of the fleet, but leave one behind for me.)" Rakharo nodded and went to the ships.
Jon looked at Missandei, "What I said to the unsullied, about being free, I also meant it to you as well, Missandei."
Missandei looked up at Jon, and smiled, "I will stay."
Jon nodded, "You will have to go with Mance. I will be going somewhere dangerous soon, and I want you to be safe." Missandei nodded, "Now let's go to the ship."
XxxxX
"You want to go where?!" Jack asked Jon.
Jon rolled his eyes, "I need you to take me to Valyria, Jack. I know it's stupid, but I need to go there."
Jack shook his head, "Whatever it is in Valyria that you are okay with risking your life, better be worth it Jon." Jack looked to Jon, and nodded, "I will help with this stupid quest of yours."
"Thank you, Jack." Jon turned around to go to his cabin to sleep.
Jon woke to see smoke everywhere and destroyed buildings. Jon looked around to see the same sight as to when he woke. Jon took a step forward and saw a burnt corpse.
Jon backed up, and heard a crunch, he turned around to see bones. Jon was spooked. But when he saw the chest his father gave him, he went over to it. And when he got there, he heard a voice… no, wait for three voices.
"Hatch us."
"Bring our kind back to the world."
"Awaken the fire."
"You are our father."
The voices repeated those words over and over again. Jon was taken from the voices by a rumble coming from behind him. He looked back to see a volcano erupting. Magma flew everywhere. The smoke grew and Jon swore he saw a shadow of a beast that has been dead for a century. Jon swore he saw a shadow of a dragon. Jon looked back to the chest and he heard three heartbeats.
The smoke was growing thicker and thicker by the second, then Jon heard a roar from the shadow of the dragon. Then Jon felt something stabbing him in the chest, and then a slit of the throat.
XxDreamEndxX
Jon sat up with sweat going down his face. Jon stood from his bed and went outside for some air. When he got to the deck, he saw that the sun was up, and shining. Jon went to the ledge and took a few deep breaths in.
'What the fuck was that?' He asked himself.
Jon stood there for a few minutes, but to Jon, it was hours, in thought. Jon was taken from his thoughts by Jack.
"Jon, you okay?" Jack asked.
Jon looked to him, he slowly nodded, "Yes, I'm fine… just a bad dream." Jon looked back out to the sea.
Jack nodded and left Jon to be.
Jon took one more deep breath in and then went back to his cabin, he looked over to the chest, his father gave him. Jon slowly walked towards it, he skidded his hand over the led. Jon looked to the lock, he then grabbed the key that was around his neck and brought it towards the lock.
He stopped midway, Jon shook his head from the thought he just had, 'That was a dream.' Jon stood and walked back to the cot, and laid down on it.
Jon was silently thinking, about the dream he had. Bones, and corpses. Magma, and smoke. Dragons, and stab wounds. Volcano, and shadow.
'What does this all mean?' Jon thought to himself.
Jon thought over everything, 'Bones, and corpses obviously mean death. Volcano and shadow could mean disaster. Magma and smoke could mean destruction. Now dragons, and stab wounds.'
Jon then looked to the chest, and remembered what it was saying, 'Hatch us. Bring our kind back to the world. Awaken the Fire. And you are our father.'
Jon, was in his thoughts for too long to realize that he was hungry. So Jon stood from his coot dressed in new clothes, washed his face, and left. When Jon left his room he went straight to the deck, and to see that everyone was getting breakfast, and for breakfast it was fish.
Jon got a plate and was served, he then walked to find Jack and found him on the wheel. Jon walked to him and stood beside him.
They didn't say a thing, Jon ate in silence, and Jack stirred in silence. When Jon was done his fish, he spoke, "How long will it take us to get to Valyria?"
Jack looked to him, "With the weather like this, I would say three to four days, but with a storm, it could be pushed up to six days."
Jon nodded and left to his cabin.
XxxxX
Without a storm, Jon was able to get to Valyria by the fourth day. Now Jon was in a rowboat, with his chest, swords, and two other men. Jon looked back to the island they would be landing on.
The island was small, but with a huge destroyed building on it. Most likely a library, or a mansion for one of the great houses, Valyria once had. Within a few minutes they were there, Jon was the first to step out and the instant his feet touched the soil, he felt a huge fire grow in him. He also got the feeling something was telling him to go to the building.
Jon looked back to his men, and told them to grab the chest and follow. They did and started the walk to the building. They had no interaction with the Stone Men. They stayed far away from them. But when they got to the top they saw the door opened. Jon drew Blackfyre and started to walk slowly into the building. When he entered he saw books and scrolls, 'So it is a library.'
Jon looked back at his men and motioned for them to come closer and to put down the chest.
When they put down the chest they walked towards him and he whispered, "Go back to the ship, and grab bigs and a few more hands." They nodded and left.
Jon looked back into the library, he started to walk around, to see how big this was. Jon was still walking around when he heard the door shut. He looked back to see that no one was here. He looked around and found the chest. He walked towards it, and when he got there, he saw a note on top of it.
'That wasn't there.' Jon thought to himself. He picked up the note and opened it.
'Open the chest and read the contents'
The note read.
Jon was resistance at first, but his father did say, 'unless you really need to.'
And the note told him to read the contents, so to Jon that was something he really needed to. So Jon grabbed the key from around his neck, and puts it into the lock, and twisted.
The lock was unlocked, and Jon took it off. And wit shaky hands he opened the chest, to get hit with a whole lot of heat. When Jon looked back into the chest he saw scrolls, two cloaks, and eggs… no dragon eggs! There were three dragon eggs in the chest!
Jon was too into the contents of the chest that he didn't know someone was behind him. Jon looked behind him to see a man with a long golden blonde beard and longer golden blonde hair, the man had emerald green eyes. Jon turned around slowly and stood. The man followed him with his eyes. When Jon finally got to his feet, the man looked to the waterskin beside him.
Jon looked down at the waterskin as well, and looked back up to the man, to see he was walking towards him. Jon grabbed the waterskin, then walked towards a table, and sat the waterskin down on it. And walked back to his chest. The man walked to the waterskin and opened it, and chugged the whole thing down.
When the man was done he looked to Jon, and spoke with a broken voice, "Thank you."
Jon nodded and saw that the man walked back to where he was before, laid down, on the stone of the library. Jon looked back to his chest and grabbed the cloaks. When Jon opened them up, he knew one was a maiden's cloak. The maiden's cloak, was gray, with white running wolves all over it. The other cloak was a black cloak with red dragons.
Jon looked between the cloaks and puts them down on the stone floor. Jon then grabbed a scroll, and read the contents inside.
'If the babe in Lyanna Targaryen, is a boy, he will have the name of Crowned Prince Daeron Targaryen.
If the babe is a girl, she will have the name of Princess Visenya Targaryen.
Signed
Crowned Prince Rhaegar Targaryen '
Jon dropped the scroll, 'Why is that in the chest. Aunt Lyanna was raped by Prince Rhaegar.' Jon grabbed another scroll and opened it to read it.
'Dear Lya,
I have arrived at King's Landing. My Father wants me to lead the Dornish army and the rest of the Targaryen army to fight my cousin Robert Baratheon.
I know I'm good with a sword, but Robert and his hammer, are one mind and body. I have little chance to win against him. But for the babe in you, I promise I will return to you and Elia.
Hope Arthur isn't being a hassle, and the baby is fine and you are healthy.
Love,
Rhaegar'
Dropped, grabbed a new one.
'I stand and witness the marriage of Prince Rhaegar Targaryen, and Lady Lyanna Stark, they are one soul and one body.
Signed,
Elia Targaryen'
Jon dropped the scroll, and grabbed his head, 'Why would Father have these?' Then it came to him, 'No… no… I can't be… I can't be a Targaryen… My father is Eddard Stark…'
'You can have two. Eddard as your father, for raising you, and giving you a home, to live under. He kept you safe. He kept you a secret, for you are of the Blood. If he didn't you would have died by, King Robert Baratheon. And Rhaegar Targaryen as your biological father." A voice said to Jon.
Jon looked around to see if someone was there… minus the man from before, who looks to be sleeping. Jon continued to look around, 'Where are you, and how do you know?'
The voice spoke again, 'I am far from here, I know because I have a thousand and one eyes.'
Jon was confused, 'What do you mean!'
The voice spoke, 'If you don't know… then allow me to show you, what happened sixteen years ago.'
Jon then felt like he was flying, and when he stops he was standing beside an old man, with red-eye. But before he could do anything, the man spoke, "Watch, and see what is about to happen." It was the same voice from his head.
Jon listened and looked forward. He was in the stands of a tourney. A knight that just knocked down three squares and the king wanted his death. The knight left, and the King asked the crown prince to find the traitor knight.
The old man grabbed his arm and now they were in a forest, where the knight was. The knight slowly took off his helmet… her helmet. When Jon saw her face, he spoke, "Arya?"
The man shook his head, "No, that right there is Lyanna Stark, your mother. Keep watching."
Jon nodded and keep his eyes on Lyanna Stark. Jon then heard the creak of a branch. He looked back to see a silver-haired haired man with the same eyes as him the same piercing violet. Behind him was a knight wearing golden armour and had a white cape.
"That is Prince Rhaegar Targaryen, your father and his sworn sword, and best friend Ser Arthur Dayne, the Sword of the Morning." The Old man spoke.
Jon nodded and looked back to see that Lyanna Stark was glaring at the Prince. Jon heard the Prince speak.
"My Lady, why the glare. I'm not here to take you to my Mad Father."
Lyanna looked back at the Kingsguard, "What about him, the title is in its name."
Rhaegar looked back at his sword, "Well it's too bad for my father that, Ser Arthur here, is loyal to me, not my father." He looked back at Lyanna, "Also the Kingsguard, aren't really good at speaking, so there is no need for you to worry your beautiful little head."
Lyanna laughed, "Well isn't he a shit guard. That the best you got with flattery My Prince."
"Aye, I have more, but I am on a timer, and I haven't been able to find the ugly knight my father wants dead. Have you seen him by any chance?" Rhaegar responded.
Lyanna giggled, "No, I haven't seen the ugly knight, the king wants but he did leave this behind." She handed Rhaegar, a shield with a laughing WeirWood tree.
Rhaegar took the shield, "Thank you, My Lady. I will make sure my father gets this." He turned around, "Now have a nice day, will you."
"That was the beginning of the Song of Ice and Fire. A lady dressed as a knight and got the prince to fall in love with her. But that's not the ending, dear boy." The Old man said.
Jon looked up at the man, knowing there was more, "Now let me show you more." The Old man puts his hand on Jon's shoulder.
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Jon has seen everything, he has seen the promise the prince made to the lady. He saw the marriage, and Princess Elia expecting to share her bed with another lady. He saw how the Rebellion began, and how it ended. He saw the fall of King Aerys, and why Ser Jamie Lannister killed his king.
But now he was standing in a tower in Drone, watching as his mother hugged him, and saying sweet everything to him, giving him his name, Daeron Targaryen. Jon saw his mother was weak, and he could hear the fighting going on outside of the tower.
"Mommy loves you. Daddy loves you. Your stepmother loves you. You will be safe with my family, my sweet. Uncle Ned will care for you, and make you feel loved." Lyanna whispered to him.
Jon saw one of the maid's whisper something in her ear, and shortly after, Lyanna gave the babe Jon to the maid. Then the door opened to show a young Eddard Stark. Jon saw him run to the side of the bed, and he saw how Ned held his sister's hand. Jon saw Lyanna made Ned promise to protect him, and never let anyone know who he was. Jon saw Ned leaving the tower with the baby him.
"Now you know who you really are. You have seen the beginning and ending of the Usurper's Rebellion." Jon looked to the old man, and the old man stared back, "Now what are you going to do? Are you going to cry in a corner, until the world ends, or are you going to take back what was rightfully yours?"
Jon knew his answer before he even asked, "I will take back what was rightfully mine."
The old man smiled, "Good, take back my ancestor's throne." Jon widened his eyes, the old man laughed, "I have had many names, but I mainly went by BloodRaven, I was the hand of the King for both King Aerys the first and King Maeker the first. I am the bastard son of Aegon the fourth, My name is Brynden Rivers." Jon's eyes grew wider than average, "I should be leaving soon, but before I go I will be giving you something, that no one has any knowledge of. I also ask you to send your younger cousin, Brandon, to me beyond the Wall."
The old man brought his hand to Jon's forehead, and closed his eyes. In an instant, Jon was seeing dragons, and people be killed by magma, and lava. Jon closed his eyes, from the sight. When he opened them again he was in the same library he was in before Brynden Rivers took him on the trip of the past.
Jon sat up to see all the books, and scrolls were gone, he also noticed that the cloaks his mother wore, weren't there, so he stood and walked outside to see that the books, scrolls, cloaks and a horn? were there, he re-entered to notice that the chest was still there. But when Jon looked into the chest his eggs were gone, but then he heard muffled screaming coming from above him. Jon stood, and walked to the stairs, and walked up to the roof and saw that there was a pyre and on the pyre was three of his men, tied to posts. In front of them were his eggs.
Jon then remembered a memory, Bloodraven, gave him. Dragons will be awakened by a blood sacrifice. Jon just walked forward to the pyre, took off his belt, which had his sword, Blackfyre, and his dagger on, he then went and grabbed the eggs, and sat down, beside his sword... Out of nowhere, the pyre set fire. It grew and grew, Jon's vision started to blur. Jon felt no pain, from the fire. Then Jon heard creaks coming from his lap. Jon looked down at the eggs. One was pure black with tints of red and grey, the other was emerald green with bronze, the last was ocean blue with silver. Jon looked closer to the pure black one to see golden/amber glowing from the cracks.
Jon noticed something was missing, so he grabbed Blackfyre, and slit his hand, and with the blood from his hand, he rubbed some on to each egg.
'For dragons to hatch, they need a pyre, a human blood sacrifice, and someone with the blood can be dead or alive. If the person is alive, the dragon will give the person a certain amount of time to be unburnt.' Jon thought to himself.
The hatching continued, and a few seconds later, little wings started to poke out of the eggs. Then the heads, and soon the bodies. The baby dragons looked around for a bit, and when they noticed Jon, they started to crawl onto him.
Jon didn't notice how long he was on fire, but when he looked back up he saw no fire, he only saw smoke and bones. Jon looked back at the dragons. The biggest dragon, had black of scales, with red spikes, and horns, his wing membranes, and under scales were grey. The dragon also had golden/amber eyes. When Jon looked into its eyes, he felt something inside his mind move, and now he was staring back at his real body.
'What the fuck!' Jon shouted.
Jon blinked, and now he was back into his body, looking down at the black dragon. Jon shook his head. He then looked to his shoulder, to see the smallest. The dragon had ocean blue scales, with silver eyes, horns, spikes, under scales, and wing membranes. She looked at the calmest of the three. Jon then looked to the last dragon, he had emerald green scales, under scales, horns, spikes, and wing membranes, his eyes were beating bronze.
When Jon was done examining his dragons he stood to his feet. He then noticed he was butt naked, and his sword had no sheath. Jon picked up Blackfyre, and turned to the stairs, and walked down, and left.
When he got out he noticed, Jack, the man from earlier and his crew was standing there with wide eyes. Jon knew what they were shocked about, but didn't care and continued to walk down to the ocean. When he got there he noticed that the rowboats were there, he then looked to the dragons. He looked down at himself, he was covered in ashes, and some ash. He needed to get cleaned. Jon continued to walk to the ocean, when his feet were in the water, he got on his knees, and brought his hands down to the water and made a cup with his hands, and brought it back up, closed his eyes and cleared his face with it.
Jon then stood slowly and walked back to see that everyone was getting the boats ready to leave. He looked at each one and saw the books, scrolls, letters, and his mother's cloaks were there. Jon walked to the closet boat and got in.
When they got to the boat, exited, and walked to his cabin. When he got there he washed his body and got dressed for bed. But before Jon could get into bed, the dragons started to sing, and move around on his desk. Jon looked to them and saw they were trying to get his attention.
They succeeded, Jon walked towards them and saw them get excited. When Jon stood in front of them, the dragons started to move around again, Jon rolled his eyes and held his hand out. And one by one, they started to climb onto his hand, and up to his arm, and onto his shoulders.
Jon turned to go to his bed but was stopped by the grumble coming from his stomach. Jon looked down, and saw that the dragons also looked down, where the noise was coming from. Jon turned back to the door and left, to find food for him and his dragons.
When Jon found one of the cooks, the man looked to his dragons, and said, "Meat?" Jon nodded, and the man left to below the deck to see if he can find some. The man came back with none, "Couldn't find any commander. The best I can think of his fish." The cook suggested.
Jon nodded and left to find a fishing rod. When Jon found one he returned to the deck, and tossed the line into the water, and waited, and waited, and waited. When Jon finally caught one, he was disappointed, it was too tiny for the dragons to share, and it was also deformed.
Jon tossed the line back in, and waited again, and again, and again. But this time he has amusement to watch. His dragons climbed off his shoulders and onto the railing. Jon watched them try to bite at the rob and failing epically. Jon laughed at how they were acting, he knew that when the grow bigger he won't be able to see this.
He watched the dragons play fight with each other, biting, clawing at each other. Jon watched as they sing little song, with them trying to roar. But when Jon caught the black on trying to get back to him, he saw the emerald green one fight him and pushed him off the railing. Jon's eyes widened in fear, he dropped to rod, and jumped after his dragon.
Jon saw a little splash when he got onto the railing and saw the dragon trying to stay above water, but failing. Jon jumped into the water, a fare dissent away to make sure the dragon doesn't move that much. Jon dived and saw the amber eyes of his dragon, he swam toward the golden eyes, when he was in front of it, he grabbed it lightly and swam toward the surface.
When he got to the surface he carefully put the dragon on his head and saw that the boat was further away then it was before and swam towards it, making sure the dragon on the head was as far away from the water as possible. The closer he got closer he could see his other dragons. They were both looking around, and when they saw him they started moving in his direction. Jon watched as they both almost fell into the water as well, but thanks to Jack and the man from earlier, which they both grabbed one each, and Jon saw the dragons react instantly and saw them biting the person's fingers.
Jon took a deep breath when he felt, little feet moving around on his head, and a tail moving around his neck. Jon laughed when the dragon put his head in front of him. When Jon got to the boat the grabbed the dragon on his head and moved him to his left shoulder, Jon slowly climbed, and got back onto the deck, he laid down, taking deep breaths. Jon felt the dragon moved to his chest, Jon looked down at him and saw that the dragon had its wings covering his head. Jon looked back up into the sky. He then heard footsteps coming from the left of him.
Jon looked to see Jack , and the man, where walking towards him. Carrying both of the dragons, the dragons were still biting their fingers. Jon saw the blood all over their hands.
Both men looked at him, Jon nodded, knowing what they were asking him. They both slowly went to their knees, and brought the dragons to his chest, to sleep beside there brother. When the dragon noticed that they were being let go of, and put on his chest, they looked excited. They both jumped out of the men's hands, and onto his stomach. They both started to move around, and walked towards there brother, and by the light breathing was feeling through his wet shirt, was sleeping.
Jon looked up to the men, "Thank you." He looked to their hands, "How are your hands."
Both men laughed, Jack responded, "They hurt as hell. I'm never grabbing one of them again." The other man nodded.
Jon looked to the other, "I never got your name?"
The man nodded, his emerald green eyes sparkled, "Why don't you take a guess." His accent was of Westerosi.
Jon thought, the man was of average height, he had long golden/blonde hair going down to his mid-back, he also had emerald green eyes. Jon thought of all the great and peasant houses of Westeros. From the man's looks, he cut it down to the south of the Neck.
'Westeros Houses, with emerald green eyes…' Jon eyes widened.
The man had the same body from as Ser Jamie Lannister, from when the Bloodraven showed him the truth.
"House Lannister. You're from House Lannister." Jon spoke.
The man grinned, "Aye. Gerion Lannister." He held out his no bloody hand. Jon shook it without shook it slowly, to not wake up the three sleeping dragons.
"Well nice meeting you, everyone knows me as Jon Snow, but my real name is Daeron Targaryen," Jon spoke. Jack, Gerion, and the rest of his men looked at him with wide eyes, "We will talk about this later, but I ask all of you to keep it a secret… please." Slowly everyone nodded.
Jon's stomach grumbled again, "I need food." He looked back up into the dark, smoky, sky. Jon looked over to Jack, "When will we be out of this bloody sea?"
"By the morning, Commander. But where will we be going?" Jack responded.
Jon looked back into the sky, it has been a few weeks, but he missed Val, and Arianne much, they were both in Norvos, but then he remembered what the shadow binder said, "Where going to Myr, Jack. Also, we need food for these boys and girls." He pointed to his dragons.
Jack slowly nodded, "What do they eat? And why to Myr?"
Jon looked up at him, "Meat. But I already asked one of the cooks, if they had any, and they had none, and that is why I was out here, fishing." Jon saw Jack nod, and continued."Where going to Myr because I need to see someone, and to get something."
Jack nodded, "I will get onto that in the morning. But right now we need to fill your stomach." Jack slowly turned around and left.
Jon looked back up and closed his eyes. 'Might as well get some sleep in, before my food comes.' Jon thought.
— Val(four weeks later) —
Val looked down at her belly, the bump was most definitely there, bigger than Dalla's when she was at this time. Val looked back up to the baby, Dalla gave birth to a moon ago
Val knew what the boy's name was going to be in two years time. The babe had Dalla's hair, cheeks, and eyes. But everything else was Mance's. The babe was being a rascal since he was born. Making noises all night, and crying every time he couldn't see Dalla or Val.
'I'm giving birth to, two of theses. Old Gods help us.' She thought to herself.
Val was looking at the babe when the door opened to show Dalla was opening it. The baby looked up to see his mother, he started to make baby noises. Dalla walked closer, and picked him up, with one of her arms. She looked to Val and held out a hand, which had a scroll in it.
Val looked up at her sister, "A scroll from Mance. It says Jon has returned. He also returned with something very important, and when he returns we are having a meeting, with all the commanders, Masters, and the lord, and ladies of this city."
Val grabbed the scroll, and read it.
'Jon has returned. He has also returned with something special. He has asked you to get the chiefs, commanders, masters, and lords and ladies from Norvos ready for a meeting. Jon has already sent ravens out to Arthur, and Joeanna.
Mance Rayder, Master of Whispers'
Val handed back the scroll, and stood slowly, "Have you told them yet?" She asked Dalla, her response was a shake of the head, "I will get everyone ready." Dalla nodded.
Val left, to find Lord Nortos, and Lady Mellario. Val was walking down a hallway when she saw Arianne. She smiled, her soon to be lover was indeed beautiful. Even when she wasn't wearing something, that was showing too much skin.
Arianne looked back at her, and smiled, "Val, what can I do for you? Or is it, do you?" Arianne jest.
Val smiled, "Jon wants the Lords and Ladies, ready for a meeting when he returns. I was looking for your mother, and Lord Nortos."
Arianne nodded, "What is it Jon, wants a meeting for?"
Val shook her head, "No idea. Mance only said, 'important things'."
Arianne nodded. They continued to walk to wherever the winds take them. They pass the walls and doors. Not knowing where they were going, until they stopped in front of the Maester's room.
Val knocked and entered, with Arianne following shortly behind her. Val saw the Maester was writing a letter.
Val spoke, "Maester," he looked up and smiled, "Can you check on the babes?"
The Maester nodded, "Of course. Come lay down." Val followed, and laced down, he started to ask questions, "How are they? Are they kicking a lot, or are they behaving?"
"It's off and on. One kicks a lot and the other seems to want to sleep all the time."
The maester nodded, "It sounds like you have a boy and a girl, in there."
Val nodded and looked to Arianne, who looked to be acting normal, but she could see she was sad that she couldn't be the one being pregnant with Jon's children. Arianne saw that she was looking at her, and turned away.
"They seem to be normal. Keep eating, and they will be a healthy bunch."
Val nodded and sat up, and went to Arianne, she looked back the maester, "Thank you." The maester nodded, she left with Arianne beside her. She walked to her room, and opened the door and pushed Arianne into it. Arianne looked shocked. But before she could ask, Val spoke, "I need a hugging pillow. I would normally use Jon, but he isn't here. So I decided that because we're going to be fucking the same man, and most likely sleep in the same bed. We could get used to each other's company in bed."
Arianne looked at her. "Just to let you know I have slept with other women before."
Val nodded, "I thought as much. But still why not. But before he go and start fighting over which side we sleep on Jon. I always sleep on his left you can have his right."
Arianne nodded. Val walked over to the bed and got undressed, and dressed into some sleep wear-one of Jon's grey shirts. She quickly got into the bed and saw that Arianne was slowly going towards the bed, and did the same, but stayed with her underclothes, and got into the bed.
Val slowly closed her eyes, and felt sleep taking over her. Within a few minutes she was passed out, and so was Arianne. Both hugging each other.
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