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

-Jon Snow-

"DRACARYS" she commanded as she watched her dragons breath fire all over the gates of Qarth, bringing them down in an instant. The plan had worked. They attacked the city under the rising sun, when no one expected it. Daenerys felt a sensation of pride as she glanced down and saw her husband leading their army through the sand gates. A small grin of satisfaction appearing on her lips. Jon led their army on the ground. Over six thousand men, on horses were behind him. Ready to die for him, his wife and their purpose. His wife, 'the dragon queen' living up to her name. Daenerys was flying overhead, burning everything in sight. She briefly remembers the time she told the thirteen that she would return to this place, and bring fire and blood. Daenerys found the memory quite amusing. Her eyes scowled the scene, looking for an inkling, a sign, some sort of shadow that might tell her, where her son could be. Now that they had penetrated the gate, the plan was to join her husband and their army on the ground, so that they can enter the house of the undying together, as one. There they were. She saw them. A line of women standing around the tower she once entered to find her dragons. Jon riding hard towards them too. He dismounted off of his horse in an instant and held his hand up to his armies behind him. A signal telling them to stay on their horses. Ready for battle.

"Where is my son?" he yelled as the women watched Drogon and Rhaegal descend and land on both sides of him. The line of women in absolute awe of what they were witnessing. The king drew LongClaw as Daenerys took her place by his side, the both of them, walking in unison towards the priestesses. Lorelle taking a step forward to greet her new guests. "There is no need for such an entrance, Daenerys Stormborn" she said in high valerian. Daenerys shooting her the same stare her son did, only moments ago. She continued to walk towards them as she spoke. "It is an honour to finally meet the mother of dragons" she said as she stood in front of a seething Daenerys and her brooding king. His chest rising and falling form frustration and anger. Another gesture of theirs she recognised in their son. What do I call you? Aegon Targaryen? Or Jon Snow? She asked as her eyes then moved to the man who had his sword out, ready to fight anyone who would stand in his way. "I do not wish to play word games with you" he spat. "Where is my son?" he asked again as he took a step forward, leaving only inches between himself and the red priest. "Control your husband  or you will never see him again" she whispered in high valerian as she looked at Daenerys. Daenerys was looking back at her with pure fire in her eyes. Drogon and Rhaegal screeching from impatience behind her. "Give us our son and his dragons and we will not kill you" she answered in her mother tongue. The red priestess and her followers laughing uncontrollably as one. Jon reached forward and grabbed her by the scruff of her neck. "This is no joke" he spat as he brought his face, so close to hers, she was undeniably impressed. He was in fact, as handsome as they said he was. Lorelle then gathered her thoughts and brought her mind back to the situation in front of her. "We are not joking Jon Snow" she whispered. "He has forgotten you, and believes that you have forgotten him too" she said as she closed her eyes. "You're lying" she spat as he brought her closer to him. His eyes, burning through her like a plague. However, within seconds. She was gone. His eyes then shot to the women that stood behind her and they were gone too... "You know where to find us" she said as her voice faded and the doors of the house of the undying flew open. Jon looked at Daenerys as she held her hand out for him to take it. The both of them, walking through the doors immediately. The both of them going to find their firstborn.

He walked in with her by his side, but when he turned to talk to her, she was gone. "Dany!" He whispered as he looked around. His eyes, frantically looking for her. "Dany!" He then looked beside him and realised where he was. He was standing next to Baelor's statue. He looked up and saw his little sister on top of it. Watching whatever was happening in front of her with great focus. He looked to see what was so important and then he heard him. He would be able to recognise that voice anywhere.

"I am Eddard Stark, Lord of Winterfell and Hand of the King. I come before you to confess my treason in the sight of gods and men. I betrayed the faith of my King and the trust of my friend Robert. I swore to protect and defend his children...

"Wait! STOP" he yelled as he drew his blade and made his way to his father. "Father! WAIT!" He yelled as he pushed through the crowd of people in front of him. All of them, moving out of his way at once. Ned stopped talking and looked down at his emerging son. He smiled weakly. "Leave me" he whispered. Jon being able to hear him clearly. As if he were standing right next to him. "Papa!" Jon turned behind him. He knew that voice. His son calling for him. "Papa" the voice of his son, echoing in his head. Jon was torn. He looked at his father with sorrow in his eyes. Ned looking back at him as a gesture for him to go. It took all of his might but he remembered the words of his wife... "you cannot forget the reason we are there" he heard her say as he reluctantly turned his back on his father and continued on his journey...

His heart was heavy. He wanted to save his father. Seeing him being dragged to the block sparked a fire in him that he never knew he had. He then realised that nothing he could have or would have done would changed anything. It had already happened. What he saw was an illusion. A distraction. They were trying to distract him from what he really wanted, which was his son. His first born. The son he had named for his father. Eddard Stark of House Targaryen. Jon took a deep breath and shook the feelings away. "Dany!" He said as he walked through a stone archway. Daenerys was still, no where to be found. "Dany!" He said as he stumbled into an unfamiliar sight...