-Jon/Daeron-
Jon looked down onto the plain but beautiful short cut black hair of the woman in front of him, and the second person to ride Sȳndordārys. Arya being the first, to ride with him on Sydnor. For Val, Joanna, and Ari fearing the dragon and the heights it brings. Jon smiled and breathed in the air around him, sea, salt, and wood.
Within seconds Jon saw the tents of his and Robb's army. His army stood out from the rest for the tents were a pure black, for his army works best at night. Jon felt the roar from his bonded dragon, as it dived down heading towards the land. Jon felt the back of the woman's back, hit his chest, and from it the vibrations of her screams.
Jon felt the joy inside of his dragon, and the excitement for what his dragon knows will happen soon. Jon ran a hand along Syndor's scales and felt the heat and sharpness of them, and with a smile closed his eyes, and when he opened them he was looking out his dragon's golden/amber eyes. And with a quick swish of his wings, landed with a thud, only a few metres away from the family home of Lady Tully.
Jon returned to his body, as his dragon's body lowered allowing him, and his prisoner down from it. Jon got off Sydnor first, and helped the woman down, who tried her best to fight, but failed.
"Come on Greyjoy. Stop fighting I promised no harm will come of you, and I keep my promises. But we will not be staying here long, for I will be taking you to Essos to one of my most trusted." Jon said as she got off the dragon. He looked her up and down, from her short dark hair, to her dark eyes, and down to her feet.
Jon took his eyes away as he felt the winds around them move, and watched as his bonded dragon, flew into the air, and beyond the clouds waiting for his call and the hope for his joy of tasting blood. Jon smiled as his dragon flew away. Soon the noises of racing horses, Jon looked behind him as he saw Robb, Theon, Mance, and Tormund.
Jon watched as the horses came towards, and as they stopped, Jon looked over to Theon, "Little Theon I have someone you will have not remembered." He gestured to his prisoner, "Meet Asha Greyjoy(1*). Your oldest sister." He watched as Theon's eyes widened.
"I-I have a sister?" Theon asked, looking towards Asha.
Jon watched as Asha snarled, "What's wrong Little Theon." She was yanked towards a horse, his horse, Shadow, "Don't believe you're the only Greyjoy left." And she was lifted up to the horse.
Jon jumped up behind Asha, "Now. Now Asha. You can meet your Little Theon when we get to the camp." He kicked his horse, "Mance."
"Aye." Mance came up beside him, and a nod of his head.
Jon looked over to him, "What news of the East, and the Tullys?"
Mance nodded, "Aye. Rhaenys has news of Līāna laying dragon eggs. Rhaenys sent the eggs to Norvos, and has moved onward to Qohor. Your Aunt has taking Yunkai and is onto Maaraan." Jon nodded, 'Good.' "The Tullys aren't very happy that you are at their home. But Trout is more verbal than her uncle, brother and father."
Jon looked over to Robb, and watched him sigh, "Mother isn't happy that you are here, and she believes that father lied about you being a Targaryen. She has threatened some of your men, and has screamed for them to leave."
Jon nodded, and watched as Robb looked away, "What else has she done?"
Robb looked over to him, "She has tried to talk me out of working with you, and to turn on your men. She has only spoken of you with disrespect and hate. Nothing nice."
Jon looked over, "I feel like you are not telling me something, Robb. What is it?"
Tormund was the one to answer, "She has tried to poison our horses, and men." Jon looked over to Robb, who nodded.
"She has. I have asked her to stop but she is determined to remove you from her home." Robb said. Robb saw the look in Jon's eyes, "Jon I know that my Mother has always been rude to you, and now that she is trying to poison your men. I won't blame you if you want her dead. But please give her one more chance. She is my Mother."
Jon looked to Robb, and nodded, "One more and if she tries anything she will be killed. But it will be what she did that will choose how she might pass. But I promise she won't be burned, Robb."
Robb nodded, "That is fine by me, Jon."
Jon nodded, and as he saw his tents and the walls of Riverrun. He released a sigh and placed his chin on the short cut hair of the woman in front of him.
XxxxX
Jon was lying in his tent with his eyes closed as he was in thought. Thinking of his three dragons, Sȳndordārys, Tegonāzma, and Līāna. Thinking of his kids, Aerea, Aliranda, Jacaerys, and Jason. Thinking of his lovers Ari, Joanna, and Rhaenys. Thinking of his little sister, and her destroyed dresses and messy hair.
Jon heard a light moan as he moved about, and he opened his eyes, and looked up into the blue/grey eyes of Val, "Awake for more?"
Val laughed lightly, "No but I would like to move about. So can you take your cock out of me, Lover?" She asked as she played with his hair. Jon exited her core and turned over, and watched as Val stood up, and moved about putting on clothes, and fixing her hair, and washed her face. Jon watched as she grabbed the sword he gifted her, a valyrian steel shortsword. She turned to him and walked over to him, and kissed him on the lips, "See you when I return, love." Jon nodded, and watched as she left.
After minutes of peace Jon stood up and got dressed, put on his cloak, and grabbed Blackfyre. He exited the tent and looked around and saw that his men were finally entering the tents to sleep, only leaving six dozen to guard the camp, and a bit further away he saw the Northern camp, and saw them doing the same. The only noises he heard were the banged of hammers on steel, and the light winds.
Jon turned and walked towards an open area, one large enough to have a dragon sleep. Jon walked until he was on the edge of the opening, and that was when Syndor landed and looked down on him. Jon smiled as his dragon laid down, and he reached out and placed his palm down on the dragon's nose.
"Rest Sydnor. You have a long flight to make and a fight to win." Jon ran his hand along the scales of his dragons nose. And again he entered his dragons eyes, and this time he could smell a different sense, and then his dragons growled. Jon exited the dragon and looked over to where the smell was from, and drew his sword, "You can come out. Unless you want to become food for a dragon."
Slowly a man wearing black and hidden from sight a dagger, came out of a corner, "Lord?"
"What are you doing in my camp? I don't remember you nor does my dragon." Jon asked with Blackfyre still in hand.
The man nodded, "I planned to ask to join, Lord." He took a few steps forward, "Just to join." A few more. Just then he showed the dagger, and thrusted, Jon sidestepped and allowed his sword to run across the hamstring, and the man screamed, drawing the attention of the guards.
Jon stepped onto the man's neck lightly, "Who hired you?" The man tried to move but Jon put more pressure onto the neck, and around him the men of his army watched. The man started coughing, and Jon asked again, "Who hired you?"
"Lady Tully." The man said. Jon took his foot off his throat, the man went to her throat, leaving the dagger where it was, Jon kicked it away, and grabbed the man by the hood, and started dragging him. He looked to his men, "Arm yourselves. We are entering Riverrun."
Quickly his men left, and Jon walked towards the northern army, looking for the tent he would know Robb would be in. Jon entered the tent and found Robb awake, and with him the woman that sent the assassin after him. Behind him two of his guards followed.
Robb looked to him and the assassin, "Jon? Why are you here?"
Jon raised a finger, "Guards bound her." As he said that the two guards grabbed the woman, who screamed and yelled, and bonded her. Jon looked to Robb, who looked disappointed at his mother, and pushed the assassin forward and placed Blackfyre to his neck, "Tell him what happened." And the man did, and Jon looked up to Robb, "I did say one last time."
Robb nodded, "What will you do to my mother?"
Jon nodded, and shoved the assassin away, "My first thought was to give her to my dragon." He watched as Robb's eyes widened, "But that won't happen. I will just take her name away, and if she doesn't listen to that the Silent Sisters."
Robb looked like he didn't like it, but he saw him nod, "But with this your going to anger House Tully, Jon."
Jon nodded, "I do. But I have already made plans for this. Has Lord Blackwood joined us yet?" Jon asked.
Robb nodded, "He has. He brought his men, and his children." Robb looked to his mother, and Jon followed, and saw the Lady Catelyn glaring at him, "Mother I did tell you that, Jon wouldn't take any of this and you didn't listen."
Jon watched as the Lady Tully looked over to Robb, "Robb! The bastard is tricking you! All he wants is to take your title, and to take everything from our family! Why can't you see that!"
Robb shook his head, "Mother, you have seen his dragon and you remembered what father said. Jon isn't a bastard, he is the heir to the throne. There is nothing else that needs to be proven." Robb looked to him, "But with the throne and your house." He crossed his arms, "You lost it by the Rights of Conquest. So it isn't yours nor is it your family's."
Jon nodded, "Aye. We lost it by the Rights of Conquest. But I'm just taking it back by the Rights of Conquest." He looked to the guards, "Take her to the castle and wait for me." They nodded, and left with the once Lady Stark. Jon looked to the assassin, and ordered, "If you want to live run as fast as you can away from here, and pray that you have gotten far enough for my men can't see you."
The man nodded and Jon watched as he left, running. Jon looked to Robb, and with a half smile said, "Come let's go find Lord Blackwood." Robb nodded, "And find you something to not frown at."
XxxxX
Jon stood inside of Riverrun looking at the Lord Hoster Tully, who was glaring at him, "Why do you have my daughter bound in chains?"
Jon nodded, and stepped forward, "Well if you don't know my lord. Your daughter has never been nice to me or my men. She has tried to poison them, and to talk them into turning on me. But I told Lord Stark I would give her one last chance, and not even a day later. I have found an assassin trying to trick me, and failing." Jon nodded towards the once Lady Stark, "And as you can see. She is now a prisoner of mine, and will suffer the consequences." Jon looked to the old man, "But I assure you that she won't die, or will she burn. But she will lose her name, and will be sent to the Silent Sisters."
Lord Hoster looked to his daughter, "Those are fair, Lord Targaryen. Thank you for not being like your Grandfather."
Jon nodded, "But that isn't all Lord Tully." The Lord Tully looked to him, "My ancestor, Aegon the Conqueror, gave your family the titles you have for being loyal. But for the sins of turning on my house, and breaking the promise your house made to mine. In my name, Daeron III, I take those titles from the house of Tully. You shall keep your lands, but you don't hold the power in the Riverlands any more."
Lord Tully stood up slowly, "And who do you plan on giving them to? Lord Walder Frey? Or the rivals?" Lord Tully questioned, "Who do you plan on making the Lord of the Riverlands, Lord Targaryen?"
Jon raised a hand and listened as the doors opened, and as footsteps entered slow footsteps. Jon looked over and watched as Lady Whent, Lords Blackwood, and Bracken. He nodded to all of them, and looked back to Lord Tully, "That will be your choice, Lord Tully. Come to me when you have a decision." He turned nodding to the guards, and watched as they left with Catelyn. Jon looked back to Hoster, "Now with your leave, my Lord. I should return to my tent, I have a long ride ahead of me tomorrow."
Lord Tully nodded, "Your leaving tomorrow?"
Jon nodded, "Aye. I have something to get, and it will require me and my dragons. The prisoner Asha Greyjoy will also come with me." Jon nodded, and turned to leave.
But as he went to leave, Lord Hoster stopped him, "Lord Blackwood will take my titles, Lord Targaryen."
Jon turned, and nodded, "That was going to be my choice, Lord Tully." He turned around, "And the name is King-Emperor Daeron Targaryen." Jon watched as the Lord looked to him and after a few minutes nodded. Jon turned and left, leaving to his tent, and getting the rest of his sleep.
Jon dreamed of a pack of wolves running north. He also dreamed of a battle near mountains, and the mountains cover in fire.
-Cotter Pyke-
Cotter was on top the Wall looking down at the sight, that was there. Below the wall were giants and mammoths, that numbered more than hundreds. By the sea was a gallery with the sails of House Targaryen, and the personal symbol of King-Emperor Daeron Targaryen. With the giants were three small dots.
Cotter looked beside him at Arthur Reyne, and spoke, "So the Targaryen wants me to open the gates to the giants and mammoths. Why am I not surprised." He started walking to the elevator, "That line has proven to be full of mad sons, and daughters for centuries."
Arthur stepped in front of him, "Daeron Targaryen is not like his mad ancestors. He is different and he just wants to save them from what's beyond that forest." Pointing towards the haunted forest, "Those stories that we were told about Others and Frost spiders. All of them are happening now and in this century. My King-Emperor doesn't want his people to suffer."
"Ha!" Cotter laughed, feeling the difference in temperature, "You believe in those don't you."
Cotter saw that Arthur wanted to say something but was stopped as the snow started falling and quickly. He watched as the Ruby Lion ran to the edge of the Wall and followed him, and as he looked down he saw the shadowy blue eyes in the forest, and how the giants ran closer to the wall. He heard the man whispered, "They are here."
And as he said that the blue eyes moved, and he watched as corpses ran towards the giants, and heard the yelling from below him. Cotter watched as the hundreds of mammoths ran toward the dead men, and crushed them with their feet. Cotter took this moment to turn around and ran to the elevator and was followed by the Ruby Lion.
As he felt them drop, he looked over, "What does the Targaryen promise for doing this." The man reached into his cloak and took out a squared folded paper, and handed it to him. Cotter opened and read it. When he finished he nodded, "Tell him it is done."
As the elevator reached the bottom and immediately started ordering the gates to be opened. And as he ordered his men went to it, not caring for if they are giants, but because of what was out there. Cotter watched as some of his men looked to him with confusion. But still they opened the gates. He watched as the Ruby Lion drew his sword and entered the tunnel.
Within a few minutes he heard thuds of giants, and soon they were in his sight, and they were blooded, and some of them carried dead undead bodies. He counted the, as they entered, and was able to count a hundred of them. He looked toward the tunnel and heard yelling, "CLOSE THE GATES!!"
He looked to his men and they nodded and started closing the gates. He heard yelling, and yelling, and yelling. Until a screech and shattering sound broke out. Making him and his men cover his ears. He looked towards the tunnel and watched as all four men walked into sight, and with them a corpse tied and gagged. They all fell forward, and Cotter yelled, "Get them a fire, and a room! Now!" Slowly he watched as his men did as he ordered, "And get that thing in a cell!" He pointed at the corpse.
He walked towards the downed Ruby Lion, and heard him whisper, "Move the ship." And, "Told you so." And, "Giants walking across the ocean." And Cotter nodded. And at once he sent men to the ocean and waited for the dead to go to send men to move the ship.