Nyctophilia|Game of Thrones

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A few days passed and Joanna and Ellaria finally left Joanna and Oberyns room.

Ellaria was leaving soon and Joanna wished she could go with her but knew she couldn't.

Joannas black dress fit her body perfectly and showed her growing stomach as she walked around with a stoic expression planted on her face which showed no signs of changing.

Ellaria wore her normal robes except in black. She walked beside Joanna with their arms connected as she mainly worried about the baby growing in Joannas stomach.

Soon, Joannas children would be leaving back to Castle Black to keep them far away from Cersei and that broke Joanna more.

However, Greywind would be staying with her at her side as he found himself doing a lot more lately. The Direwolf knew his owner was hurting and he wanted to be there for her in every way he could.

"Joanna, my sweet child." Jamies voice spoke up from in front of her.

The two women looked at each other and Joanna nodded her head telling Ellaria that it was okay for her to leave to let her be with her father.

Ellaria placed a hand on her cheek, kissed the other one, then walked away hesitantly.

Joanna sent him a small smile which told the man he could hug her which he did. "It hurts so much that I feel nothing. It was horrible when Robb died but this... father this is worse." She told him softly causing him to pull away and look at her.

"I can't say I know how you feel. Because I do not. But I can say that you will make it through this. Because you are a Targaryen and a Lannister by blood, and a Stark and Martell by law. You are the strongest person I know. You will survive this." He told and she sighed

"I had a dream last night... there was a dragon... two of them... I was one... and a Lady. With white hair. She was putting chains on us. As she walked away we watched her leave. We cried out for her to come back. To release us. To love us. But she kept walking as the door closed. She looked back in tears but the sun was too bright I couldn't make her out." She told the man who continued to look at her.

"Daenerys Targaryen. She is your cousin. Perhaps you have a connection with her." He replied

"Or her dragons." She added on

"Could be. What of Daemon Targaryen?" He asked

"While I was with Oberyn, those dreams ceased to exist. But the night Oberyn was killed, they came back. This time it was as if I was there. Physically there." She told him truthfully

"And where is there?" He asked her

"Dragonstone." She replied

"But you've practically turned the dungeons of Dragonstone upside down. If there was someone there, you'd know it." He replied in confusion

"Exactly... I don't know what is going on. But I can't even think about that right now... my mind is just so full of all the memories with Oberyn. From when I was ten and meeting him for the first time to now." She told him changing the subject as she walked to a nearby bench and sat down.

Jamie followed her doing the same.

"Robb and I used to tell each other Until the North becomes like Dorne and Dorne becomes like the North. We could have said anywhere but we said Dorne... it's no coincidence that we said Dorne and I ended up marrying the Dornish Prince." She explained softly

"As if fate brought you two together," Jamie added and she nodded her head

"He made Kings Landing fun again. He made it feel like home. That was until I found a home in him. Where he was I felt as if I was at home. At peace." She whispered to him just as Cersei walked up to them.