A Dragon For A Wolf ( Robb Stark)

Reunion

Daenerys and I were always a bit dramatic. Robb could have always known that. He chose to ignore that side of me.
Robb tried to insist I ride with Jon and he with the men on the boat, but I refused. This was where I belonged, Robael was the other part of my soul.
As I looked down below me, I could see the boat through the clouds, and I smiled. The wind was blowing through my hair, and I felt as though I was invincible.
Jon found my dragons fascinating. They loved him, like they sensed something we couldn't.
Her dragons flew low and landed outside Dragonstone with a loud thud. Robael leaned down allowing me to slide off his neck with ease, while the rest of the men clambered off the boats.
Robb grabbed my hand gently and kissed it while we made our way towards the group on the sand. I didn't much care for the feeling of the sand on my feet, much too course, not like the snow i loved.
Then i saw Tyrion. A man whom Robb Stark's mother, Catelyn Stark, accused of trying to murder Bran so long ago.
"The bastard of Winterfell along with the King In The North. Pleasure to see you both alive." He said to them.  Jon spoke somberly, "The dwarf of Casterly Rock."
The three of them stared at each for a moment, then broke into a smile. They stepped forward and shook hands.
"I believe we last saw each other on top of the wall." He said towards Jon. Jon chuckled and nodded.
"You were pissing off the edge, if I remember right. You picked up some scars along the road." He noted the scar on Tyrion's face. I noticed the man had also grown a beard, it suited him.
Tyrion nodded his head in agreement. And then looked at Robb and I.
"I believe we last saw each other when I arrived to Winterfell from the Wall. Your dragons have grown since then, Princess." He bowed and I glanced at him oddly.
"Yes, and your siblings then tried to have us murdered." I said to him and he chuckled.
"It's been a long road. But we're all still here. I say it's a means to celebrate." He joked and walked towards Ser Davos.
"I'm Tyrion Lannister." He introduced making me roll my eyes.
"Davos Seaworth." Ser Davos and I had become increasingly close. I hadn't a father figure growing up, and I felt as though I could look to him as one now.

They both shook hands and Tyrion thought for a moment and then nodded his head.
"Ah, the Onion Knight. We fought on opposite sides at the Battle of Blackwater Bay." Tyrion noted. I felt Robb wrap his arm around my waist and he looked at the people approaching us.
"Unluckily for me." Davos said as a joke. I looked at Missandei and gave her a warm smile. She returned it and nodded at Robb.
"Missandei is the queen's most trusted advisor." Tyrion said and Robb looked at me. We both remembered Missandei and Grey Worm and I felt him release me so I could hug the girl.
Missandei responded to my hug immediately and I smiled at Grey Worm who nodded in acknowledgment towards me.
"Welcome to Dragonstone. Our queen knows this is a long journey. She appreciates the effort you have made on her behalf. If you wouldn't mind handing over your weapons." She said and Jon and Davos and looked back at their men. Robb handed over his weapon to which Grey Worm shook his head.
"We trust you, Robb Stark. You are married to our princess," she pointed out and Robb glanced back at Jon who sighed but handed over his sword.
"Of course." Robb tied his sword around his waist again and I knew he wouldn't hesitate to fight for his brother. I hoped it wouldn't come to that.
The Dothraki guards moved to take the weapons. I watched Jon untie his sword and hand it over. The Dothraki also pick up the boat they all traveled in and begin to carry it away. I gave Missandei a funny look. What were they planning? I thought to myself.
"Please, this way." Missandei led them away from the beach.
Davos slowed down to walk with us behind Tyrion and Missandei.
" This place has changed." Ser Davos said. I had noticed Robb was eerily quiet. He hadn't spoken a word since we arrived.
We made our way up to Dragonstone along a narrow stone pathway built into the cliffs leading to the castle. It was a beautiful sight, the sound of the waves crashing behind them.
"And Sansa, I hear she's alive and well." Tyrion said to Jon and Robb. Robb glared at Tyrion harshly while Jon answered. I placed my hand on Robb's to which he snatched it away. I gasped and looked away. He'd never been that way to her.
"She is." Jon answered. Robb had an odd look on his face.