A Dragon For A Wolf ( Robb Stark)

Winter is Coming

"We must go North." Jaehaerys told Robb. He looked at her in her winter dress and noticed that she looked like a northern woman. She'd already birthed one northern child.
"To where? Our home is gone. The Bolton's have taken over it." Robb told her. She sighed and looked around.
"Then we will go to my sister." She told Robb. Robb didn't like the idea of leaving Westeros, but if it would keep his family safe, he had no other choice.
Catelyn sighed and glanced between the two of them. Arya was seated beside Jaehaerys and she watched the scene unfold.
"I agree. We need a plan. The Lannisters believe us to be dead. Sansa probably thinks we are dead. We have the advantage. I say we leave at first light. There's three dragons. One for you, Jaehaerys, and Arya. We could ride to Meereen and be there in a night." She explained. Jaehaerys agreed and looked at Catelyn.
"We will ride at dawn." Jaehaerys stated and everyone nodded their heads at her.

She addressed the men outside and they all bowed to their queen. She smiled at them and beckoned them to stand.
"Men, as your queen, I'm afraid I must ask you to go back to your homes. You have fought well, and you have fought true. Much better than the Lannisters, but Winter is coming, and we have no fight if everyone believes us to be dead. When the time is right, I will call on you. But for now, go home, to your families." She told them. They cheered and walked away happily. Robb watched in awe as her dragons landed behind her.
They were about to leave, and Jaehaerys had Lyanna wrapped around her shoulder tightly in a wrap. Lyanna had grown bigger, but she still didn't talk. It worried Jaehaerys, but she worried about much more at the moment.
"They adore you." Robb told her and she laughed. He admired the way her dimples showed more when she smiled, and the way her eyebrows crinkled as she laughed.
"Are you ready?" She asked. Robb nodded and looked at Rhaegon hesitantly. The dragon was big, not as big as Robael, but bigger than any horse. Arys nudged Rhaegon with her head.
"He's not going to drop me, is he?" Robb asked. Jaehaerys led her husband to the dragon and placed his hand on his head. Robb ran his fingers over the scales, they were warm, and Rhaegon almost seemed to look into his soul.
"Hold on tightly." She commanded and Robb nodded. Rhaegon laid his neck down, and Arya walked to Arys along with Catelyn.
"I must admit this is frightening." Catelyn told her and Jaehaerys chuckled. Catelyn had braided back her hair, and she was almost tempted to cut it. But Ned liked her hair, and she only wished he could see them now.
"Hold on tight and use your legs to tell her where you want to go." Jaehaerys explained and Arya nodded. She was still young, too gentle for such a world, but she was strong, and Jaehaerys knew she would be one of the best warriors Westeros has ever seen.
Each of them climbed onto the dragons and Drako watched on horseback with a smile.
"I will see you in Meereen." He said in English startling them all. Jaehaerys urged Robael to fly and he did so along with the others. Robael screeched and flapped his wings.
Jaehaerys loved watching Robb on Rhaegon. He stayed close by her, as to not lose her, and Arya did the same.
It was freeing. The feeling. Now Robb knew how she felt. Being on a dragon was the best high anyone could ever give him.
He looked down over the ocean and his eyes widened.
Jaehaerys thought of Bran and Rickon, and what they were doing. If they were still alive. She hoped they were, but then again, she hoped they weren't. They deserved to live in a different world, when there were no wars, and their father was alive.
She vowed she would make the Lannisters pay, with Fire and Blood.

Daenerys waited at the gates of Meereen. The Unsullied were standing ready and she was beside Missandei and Ser Barriston.
"Ser Barristan." Daenerys greeted him. She smiled at him and looked around for the leaders of her army.
"Your Grace." He responded.
"Where's Daario Naharis? Where's Grey Worm?" She asked him. He looked down at her and said, "Gambling, Your Grace."
She gave him an appalled look and asked, "Gambling?"
She rolled her eyes annoyed, and strides forward, pushing through rows and rows of unsullied.