Reborn in Westros

Chapter Twenty-One: Dragons & Direwolves against Lions

Jeahaerys was heartbroken that the woman he loves and had been with for six years now was gone.
She had given him two beautiful children. He knew he needed to be strong for them but was thankful the Lyarra gave him this time and a well-timed distraction.
He went straight to his children when he got to the nursery. He saw his son looking at the crib and heard him talking.

"I promise I will protect you. I will keep all the bad men away, and you will grow into a strong woman like Mama and Auntie Lyarra."

It broke Jeahaerys' heart to hear it but also filled him with a sense of pride that his son would make such a vow to his sister and did not blame her.
He walked in, and his son ran to him, then hugged him tightly as Jeahaerys walked forward, and he saw his little girl looking at him with bright lavender eyes and tuffs of red hair but it was her gummy smile that was the finally thing that took his heart.

He stayed with his children for a while longer but knew he had to see where the preparation for war was being made. He left his children in the care of a nurse maid and a few winter guards.
He was not taking any chances with regards to his childerns safety, Jeahaerys walks towards the war room and sees Mace talking to Obara with regards to the latest intelligence, he sees Jeahaerys and trys to lighten the mood for Jea.

"Welcome home, your grace."

Jeahaerys rolls his eyes and nods at everyone in the room.

"Thank you for the welcome, so what do we have?"

They started talking about guard placement and current forces. The bulk of the navy had arrived and were currently hiding by a small island called Skygos, only a days journey. They had some ships along the routes in the North, and the traps were stand new ones made on some of the weaker defences.

"We have been in communication with Delia at Winterfell. She had had the secret passages secured so no one from the outside could get it, and if Theon had arrived, he was to be taken prisoner."

"That's good. We do not want him just walking in the front door."

"We have received notice from our scouts that Tywin Lannister is almost here and seems to be thinking of different ways to take Mount Cailin.
Let's parlay with him."

Everyone looked at Mace when he said that and laughed but insisted.

"It will throw him, especially when you introduce yourself, Jeahaerys. He will start to panic that a dragon has been under his noise this whole time, and your dragons miss you. They are big enough to ride now. Make an entrance your grace."

Jeahaerys smiled at that because that sounded like a good plan, and even Obara had to agree.
Oberyn had returned to Dorne to gather his forces to join in removing the Lannisters from the throne.

Jeahaerys was thankful for the loyal and brave comrades he had grown up with, and all of this was thanks to Lyarra.
He knew he would have to battle the night king with the help of his family, but he really did not like war.
Jeahaerys walked towards the dragons den and saw all the dragons look at him.

"Iksan vaoreznuni, eman jeldan naejot māzigon sooner yn ñuha jorrāelagon iksis morghe se nyke jorrāelagon naejot gūrēñagon naejot sōvegon.  Kessa ao sōvegon lēda nyke?"

The dragons looked at him before puffing out some smoke, and the largest dragon moved out of the den, and Jeahaerys followed before the great dragon bent down, and Jeahaerys climbed up and shouted.

"Sōvegon"

With that, they took off, and it was a liberation to fly in the sky. Is this what his ancestors felt.
It was wonderful, and he knew the name of his dragon.