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

-Rhaella Stormborn of House Targaryen-

Daenerys looked around and observed everyone kneeling before her, including her husband. The fire behind her still roaring as her dragons beside her took flight. She walked towards her husband as he then looked up and walked towards her. He looked at her in wonder and awe as they finally met each other in the middle. He looked down at his daughter and smiled. "Come here" he whispered as he held his hands out to receive her. He picked his girl up and hugged her fiercely. He then opened his free arm out and took his wife inside of his warm, fur coat. He did not realise it, but he had tears rolling down his eyes. "I've never seen anything like that in my life" he whispered. Forgetting that he had an entire army waiting behind him for his command. "Where are the people that stole you?" he asked as he pulled out of their embrace and looked at his queen. She didn't have to say anything, he already knew the answer to his question. He shook his head. "Many lives have died today, because of rash decisions made by careless leaders" he whispered as he took his cloak off and wrapped it around his wife, Jon then wrapping his daughter in his undercoat. He took a step next to his wife, placing her arms around her, the both of them looking out at their people. "We have our queen and my daughter" he called out to his people. "We return home now to Winterfell. Thank you for your time and dedication! I will never forget it". He said as he walked towards his army. Their army that watched in awe as their dragons descended next to them. Daenerys mounted Drogon, using her husband's cloak to sit on as she caressed the side of him. Rhaella was asleep in her father's under cloak as he mounted Rhaegal. Jon looked down for his face; Gendry! He called. The descendant of House Baratheon making his way towards his king. Jon reached down to help him up. Gendry then climbing on top of Rhaegal and taking his place behind his king. In an instant they were in the air, Jon leading the way with Daenerys following him. She glanced down and saw the burning building fall in its destruction.

It felt as though they were home in an instant. He led them over the gates and descended next to the weirwood tree. He wanted nothing more than to get his family inside and to be reunited with his son. He climbed off of his dragon, still holding his sleeping daughter in his arms. He then waited on the side of Drogon as his wife dismounted him. She then walked around him, observing her dragon, ensuring that he was OK after being shot out of the sky, for her own piece of mind. Jon knew that she loved him with her whole heart. After the loss of her first born, he was her first child, they both were. Daenerys then looked back at her husband and walked towards him, commanding her dragons to fly as she walked away from them. Gendry was walking in front of them as Daenerys took her position next to her king. "This is how we should have come to the north my queen" he whispered, then stopped. "I am so sorry this happened to you" he said as he pulled her into his arms. Daenerys kissed his neck. "We are here now" she whispered. "Now your people know that I am the unburnt. They've seen it with their own eyes. No one will ever doubt me again" she whispered. "Perhaps they will see me differently now" she said curiously as she caressed the side of his worried face. He shook his head. "You shouldn't of have had to prove yourself" he said weakly. "My people can be small minded people. Soon they will all come to see you for what you are." He said as she kissed her lips, pressing her body to his. She smiled during their kiss and told him to take her to their chambers. "As you wish my queen" he whispered as he guided her to the entrance of Winterfell.

They were greeted by Sansa immediately. She came rushing to them as if she hadn't seen them in years. Holding them both in her arms. 'Thank the gods' she whispered. 'Welcome home' she said as she left their embrace. "Thank you Sansa" he said as he kissed the top of her head. "It's good to be home" he whispered as he looked around the great hall. "Things have changed in our absence" he said as he observed the room. "Yes, after the great war Winterfell suffered a lot of damage" Said Gendry as he took a step forward, looking at the beautiful Lady Stark. Sansa noticed him looking at her and took a step back. "I didn't get to thank you for this morning my lord" she said as she looked him in the eye. "Please my lady, I am not a lord" he said as he tried to correct her. "Well you are to me" she replied. "Thank you for taking care of me and my nephew, we are in your debt" she said as she held out her hand for him to shake it. "Please, my lady. I would do it over again" he reassured her. "You saved Ned?" Daenerys asked as she pulled her husband's coat over her entire body like a blanket. "I did my queen, and I would do it again. I do not look for gratitude or praise. It is something I would do over and over again" he whispered. Jon smiled between his family and this soldier standing in front of him. He also observed the love his sister had in her eyes for him; he decided to break the silence. "Where is Ned?" he asked and he caressed his daughters back. "He is asleep in your chambers. Nymeria is with him." Jon held on to his wife's back. "Shall we my queen?" He asked casually. "Please" she whispered as she looked at Sansa and Gendry and smiled. Sansa watched the three of them disappear through the doors, then turned back to Gendry, who was looking at her and her long, red hair. She smiled. "Can you please tell me what happened? And why is she naked?" She said curiously. Gendry laughed. "My lady" he said as he walked towards the tables and sat down on the table with the most food. "You wouldn't believe me if you tried" he said as he picked a bun up and ate it. "Try me" she said as she sat opposite him, pouring herself a goblet of red wine...

She what? Sansa asked in disbelief. Gendry smiled back at her, his big blue eyes wide with excitement as he told her of what happened just hours ago. "She just walked out of the burning barn like it was nothing. Unharmed, unburn. NOTHING" he said as he poured himself another goblet of wine, Sansa pushing her goblet forward for a refill too. What about Rhaella? She asked curiously. "My lady, Rhaella was with her, unharmed and unburnt as well". Sansa looked at him in disbelief. "I don't believe this" she whispered. "Why not" he asked. "Why is this so hard to believe?" He laughed. "It's not Dany, I knew she was the unburnt, I'm not a fool like some of my people. I believed it when I heard the stories. It's Rhaella. She must have known that she was immune to fire before she set the building alight. She had to have known. I hope she didn't just risk it and hope." She blurted out. Sansa then quickly closed her mouth and looked around the room to make sure no one else heard that. Gendry laughed. "Well I can see where she gets it from" he said as he took a sip of his wine. Sansa smiled. "Who?" she asked curiously. "Arya, I can see where she gets her bluntness from. At first I thought it was just her, but now that I've spent time with you, I see similarities." He smiled. Sansa shook her head. "My apologies. I should not have doubted our queen like that. Of course she would have known. There is no one that loves her children more than she does. I shouldn't have questioned her..." Gendry leaned forward and took her hand in his. "It's OK my lady" he whispered. "I'm not going to say anything and I'm not going to tell anyone", He reassured her. She smiled back at him... "Please, call me Sansa" she said as she let go of his hand and took a sip of her wine. The both of them, looking at each other and not breaking eye contact.
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He pulled his daughter out of the bath as she splashed her father out of pure happiness and excitement. His wife drying herself next to him and slipping into her Saturn robe that she wore so well. Jon examined her daughter for any signs of burnt marks but found none. He looked back at his wife who leaned over her son's bed and kissed him on his head. Jon held Rhaella in her towel and carried her to their bed where he had left her clothes. He looked over at his queen who was pouring a glass of wine. "How did you know" he asked as he pulled his daughters clothes over her head. Catching her and bringing her back to him to finish getting changed. "How did I know what" she asked as she made her way towards her husband, with two wine glasses in her hands. Jon kissed his daughters stomach and told her to wait as he tried to put her into her clothes. She would wriggle and move everywhere now. Oh my, she could make her dad smile and laugh and she knew it. "How did you know that fire couldn't hurt her?" He asked as he picked her up and kissed her neck, before letting her explore on their chamber floor. Jon then sitting on their bed. Daenerys looked at Jon and smiled as she handed him his glass of wine. "I didn't" she answered. I just hoped she wouldn't burn" she said as she stood there looking at his face for a reaction. A reaction is definitely what she got. "DANY" he began. He then saw the smile on the side of her face and laughed. He reached forward and grabbed her arm, pulling her close to him, so close that she sat down on his thighs. He looked at her and kissed her mouth hungrily. "You sure know how to whine me up" he whispered as he kissed her neck. Daenerys smiled. I knew she was like me after the attack she said as she held on to his shoulders. Jon pulled himself away and held her close, looking at her deep in her eyes. "You did?" he said curiously. Daenerys nodded her head. "I did. After we were attacked we were out into a carriage and I examined her to make sure she didn't get hurt in the cross-fire. I then noticed that the back of her shirt was burnt, but her body... was clear. That's when I realised that she was a dragon, a dragon like me. Jon shuddered at the thought of her being burnt. "What if she wasn't" he whispered. "Then I would have burned them all" she said as she held his face between her hands and kissed him passionately. Jon held onto her hair and kissed her harder, Daenerys moaning into his mouth... "Jon" she whispered. Put your daughter to sleep – she said as she looked at him longingly. Jon nodded. He picked his wife up and lay her in bed. Daenerys moving her body under the nice, cold sheets. Jon then went and looked for his baby girl, who had found a crate of wooden blocks he figured his people made for his children. He smiled at her as she placed a wooden wolf in her mouth and began to chew on it. "It's time for you to get some sleep my princess" he whispered as he picked her up. She burped as her father placed her on his shoulders and began to rub her back. He took her over to her mother to say goodnight. Daenerys kissed her and tickled her while her father lifted her crib and brought it next to their bed. Jon then picked his daughter up and placed her inside. "Good night Rhaella" he whispered as he placed a cold sheet on top of her. Rhaella smiling as she looked up at her father. "Sleep well my dragon" he said as he kissed her once more...