In King's Landing, the ruined Red Keep. I stand on the ruined main balcony watching the city and the dragons fly above, it's night.
I look at the stars "You see Daeron, we win" I smile "Your dream comes true, the family win the throne, and everyone maybe not be fully happy but here we are" tear fall from me "Our son is safe with me and Daella, I promise you Rhaegar will be your impact in life" I sigh "I wish you here"
The city looks calm, the people still in their houses confused about what will happen tomorrow. So do I, I had no idea what will happen tomorrow.
Qyburn walks towards me "Are you okay?" he sees I didn't answer "Your grace"
I turn to him "Sorry, I was stoned out, what were you saying?"
Qyburn says "He will be fine"
I shake my head "No, I know him, he lost Cersei today, he will recover from the wounds but not this"
Qyburn nods "What happened to her grace?"
I sigh "We put her in a golden coffin and I will make sure to make her a good funeral" I lean on the reins "You were the closest person to her, How was she?"
"Lonely, Everyone left her for you"
I look at him and think a little, yes everyone left her to be in Winterfell "Well, everyone did but she is the one who choose me to marry Jaime, I wondered for years why maybe to insult or control me but here we are" I lean back on the reins.
Qyburn leans on the reins "I know why she chose and nothing from this" I give him a look how did you know "she told me"
"Then, Why?"
"She saw herself in you, she knows you have a twin like her, you will understand her about the bond between twins"
I say "I understand her, I own a lot of things for her, I learned a lot from her, Qyburn but she was wrong sometimes, do not blame me for that" I look at the city "If Jaime and I did not send Viserys to ask her for the bells a lot would have died"
I sigh "She killed my son, I close my eyes every day and saw them slay my babe boy, she listened to Lady Malia so I guess every right to be angry even to hate her but father taught me never hate to anyone" I smile sadly "Try to get some sleep we will head to Castelry Rock" I walk towards the chamber where Jaime sleeps.
I walk into the chamber and stop in my tracks and lean on the doorway smiling. Jaime sleeps in his arms Rhaegar and Myrcella on his right. On his left Reagan sleeps and Snow sleeps on the floor next to the bed.
Jon walks into the corridor and stops as he sees me "Lyanna, why are you standing like this?"
I turn to him with a sigh of relief "Watching the most peaceful moment in my day" I smile "Look at them"
Jon looks into the chamber and back "They are sleeping" he smiles "I miss Rhaenyra"
I nod with a smile "I miss Luke and Elianna too but Daemion told me they will arrive by tomorrow with Valeryon's fleet"
Jon sits on the ground "Am I in the right place?"
I close the chamber and sit on the corridor floor next to Jon "As Aegon Targaryen you are as Jon Snow get the seven hells out of her this place is a curse for the Northern"
Jon laughs "And even for the Targaryen"
I laugh and lean on his shoulder "Let us runway now before the time goes"
Jon raises his head to the sky "Your sons win father, Robb alive and take what they took from them and I take Winterfell back with the troublemaker" I smile "You raised us well"
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Snow Ghost [Jaime Lannister]
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