The song of fire and ice - The dragon and the wolf

'I am yours and you are mine'

Where would you suggest we rule?

Jon looked at his wife in wonder and awe, this is why he loved her so, she would always listen to him. Even when he was just a bastard who refused to bend the knee to her when they first met, she would still ask him for council and listen to his advice. Daenerys took his hand, and looked into his dark eyes, 'I am yours and you are mine' she said as she caressed the top of his hand. 'You know you can tell me anything, even if you think I will not like it' she whispered. Jon smiled and nodded his head as he brought her hand up to kiss it.

Jon took a deep breath and exhaled as he looked around his people and his sleeping son in his cot. What if we ruled from the north? He asked, now pouring his heart out on the table. His sisters, who had finished their breakfast stood and excused themselves.

Daenerys saw the love in his eyes when he spoke of the north. She knew how much he loves the north, how much the north means to him and that after his family, he would serve, live and die for the north.

The queen looked to her husband as she pushed the plate of food in front of her away. She was enjoying it at the beginning of the conversation, however, now, the thought of rabbit stew all of a sudden turned her stomach. This pregnancy was really annoying her.

'The north is the biggest country in Westeros, with the most amount of lands and titles' she whispered as she observed the smile that had appeared on his face. However, she said curiously, the entire population of the north is that of the same as the capital, if not, more. There are more people who will need us in Kings Landing.

'Exactly, this is my point. Why would anyone want to live in a place where over a million people are crammed together on one small island?' When we went there together, our first time, together at the capital, I couldn't understand why anyone would want to live that way, he said as he pushed his thumbs together in front of him, a habit he had learned off of his queen.

Don't get defensive, I'm just trying to think things through she whispered. Jon looked at his wife, Dany I'm not getting defensive? If it sounded like that then I'm sorry... I never meant to...

Daenerys smiled weakly as she cut him off. No, I apologise, I guess I'm still tired she whispered... I just feel so drained, all the time she said as she caressed her belly. Jon stood, walked around the table to sit next to his wife and began to caress her back. He felt sorry for her, she was suffering every day and he couldn't do anything to help... Daenerys looked at the emotion in his eyes, she knew her husband too well.

The queen put her hands on his face and kissed his mouth. He always smelt so good, he always gave the best kisses, even if they were sudden like this one. "You look after him all day, every day. You have been there since he was born, apparently we are the first monarchs to look after our own child without a wet nurse, because of you! She said. Please don't feel like you don't do anything to help me... knowing that our son is safe and well looked after so that I can rest and sleep at unusual times in the night brings me great comfort my love. Thank you! She said as she caressed the side of his face with her thumbs...

Jon smiled back at her. "He has been the easiest baby" he said as he glanced to look at their sleeping prince, who hadn't moved since his aunt placed him in there. 'He was the easiest pregnancy' she muttered under her breath. This child, I feel is going to have us on our toes she giggled, we may need a wet nurse when he or she comes around...

She, he said as he placed his hands on her ready any day now belly. My answer to that suggestion is a definite no he whispered as he stole a kiss. We have enough members in our family, all we need is us, he said confidently as he continuously kissed her all over her face, the both of them laughing through it all. Is that so? She asked cheekily. It is, he said as he pulled away to the sound of his name being summoned.