Arisen

Daenerys VI

It had seemed like she had blinked and everything around her had changed. Which in a way, it had. From a young age, she had gotten it into her head she would eventually go home from spending so much time with Viserys as for a long time it was only them. They had no one else at the time other than Ser Willem who passed from sickness when she was young. But now, she was in a place that she probably should've considered home, and it startled her that it didn't feel like such. Granted, she was glad to have a place to actually live that was her own and not going from place to place begging for shelter like she'd had to do when she was a child, but a home was something else.

Dragonstone was where her family had really took off, so why did it not feel like home to her? Now that Daenerys thought on it, the only place she had gotten close to that kind of feeling was the large house in Braavos she had lived in. The one with the large red door into a courtyard, and the lemon tree who's fruits grew only an arms reach from her bedroom window. Remembering when she would reach over and pluck the ripe fruit from the branches, peeling them, and covering them in sugar and eating them. Many people looked at her as weird for being able to eat them on their own, but to her they were delicious.

She'd gone years without ever seeing a lemon when the house burned down, and the next time she had she had made sure to savour every last morsel. Even boiling the skin in water with a little sugar she had managed to find. It hadn't taken Jon long to figure out her affinity for them, and he had outdone himself this morning. Daenerys had woken up to a whole bucket of them beside her bed, the scent wafting into her nose and having her remember times where she had not a care in the world other than climbing trees and dancing in a courtyard in the rain. It rarely rained in Braavos, and on the occasions it did, she loved it. Just cool enough that it refreshed oneself in the blistering heat, hair sticking to the sides of her face, and even tasting some of the raindrops that fell by tilting her head back.

It had been a few days since her husband had spoken to Arianne Martell, and the remaining Paramount's had arrived the day prior. It had been a little strange between Jon and Edmure considering they did share a kinship through marriage to one another, and he had been worried he would take badly to him considering everything that had happened to the man. It had been awkward at first, but they seemed to get along, both having similar personalities with a quick temper but being genuinely nice. It was rare to find someone who was such in this shit world they lived in.

Her husband was not in the room when she had awoke, but he did leave her a scribbled note on some parchment that he was flying to the Eyrie to speak to Robyn and Harrold. They had talked for days on the matter, always coming to a dead end. If they legitimised Robyn and the truth came out, it would cause war. If they named Harrold people would query why they did not name Robyn, which would also potentially cause a war. She'd spoken to Arya who confirmed she had never met him before herself, but Sansa had confided to her that his mother kept him under her skirts and even fed him at her breast until he was two and ten. The thought of that alone had her stomach twisting in horrible positions.

After arguing for two days on it, they gave in to their stubbornness on solving it themselves and brought Davos into it. The man was finally back on his feet again after being given the all clear from Marwyn, although he did have to lean heavily on a cane to do so. It had been a rather horrific break the man received- it was a miracle in itself he didn't lose the limb in question. He had been shocked when they told him and they mapped out all possibilities, and the day prior one was agreed upon. Hence why Jon was heading for the Eyrie to present it to both Robyn and Harrold to see if they agreed. Robyn's illegitimacy would not be confirmed, and he would go as Arryn. For five years, he would foster under Lord Yohn to learn the ropes. In that time, Lord Harrold would take over. And once Robyn had completed his tenure at Runestone, he would take the position of Lord Paramount still but Harrold would be Lord of the Eyrie.