The Young Lion.

Part 54

Jason's Pov, 

Close To Sundown, 

Sitting against Rhaegal with eyes closed I don't know what Daenerys will do, I love Tyrion he's my brother but his plan is foolish even if I would have sided with Cersei taking Castely Rock doesn't matter to her all she cared about it gone, her children are dead. And I would have waited them out, first take out Daenerys and after that I would have dealt with taking back Castely Rock. 

And for the plan to let the Greyjoy's escort the Dornish army back by ship is just stupid Euron is patrolling these waters. They do not hold the ships or well battle worthy ships to take him out when they do come across him and his fleet.  

Right now they are both fighting a war of ravens and plans, Cersei is planning, Daenerys is planning and both are waiting for the other to make the first move. And she may better make a good first move before Cersei does, she's smart and cunning Cersei as well as the fact I do not think she will surrender easily. 

Hearing steps come close I open one eye to see Daenerys standing there. "I do not wish to rule over ashes and your speaking of burning a whole fleet down." She says and I shrug my shoulders. "War comes with dead's, blood, loses you better make sure those losses aren't on your side Daenerys....... if you follow Tyrion's plan I am sure you will lose the Greyjoy's and Dorne but who am I to speak I've never seen war or been around great commanders." I state before closing my eyes again. 

"Also, by right you don't rule little sister." I continue before I feel her kick my foot making me open one eye. "Why does it botter you so much? First you couldn't keep your hands off of me and you were going to wed me and now you barely look at me." She states and I release a sigh. 

"Because the truth is heavy don't you think? I go from being Jason Lannister Lord of The Rock and Warden of the West who holds two brothers and a sister, Father Tywin Lannister and his mother never spoken off too Maekar the second of his name of house Targaryen King of the Andals, the Rhoynar, and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm of Westeros. Son of King Aerys Targaryen and Alysanna Stark, two brothers are in the grave on top of those your mother lost my father killed my uncle, grandfather and raped my mother...... and the woman I was supposed to wed is my sister." I say as I open my eyes and look at her. 

"And you think this is easy for me? The man who swore to me is somehow my brother and the rightful heir to the Iron Throne, I've been sold of like a brood mare by Viserys to only than be raped over and over again by my husband, I've been dealing with people who have wished my dead since I was born, and everything was for nothing since you are our father's last living male heir." She says with a shake of her head and scoff. 

"You may have not wanted this Jason but word is out, and soon more and more will turn to you just like the Lords of the Westerlands, Vale and the North. So what will you do now." She continues and I slowly get up before walking over to her. 

"What choice do I have? I gave you my word that we would wed, Tywin and Aerys betrothed us before you could even take breath and I could stand. I told Cersei once that love is love I did not care she slept with Jaime or he was the father of her children because they loved each other." I say as our eyes search the others. 

"And what of you? Can you see past the fact that I am your sister?" She asks me and I close my eyes, it's not like we grew up together? And the Targaryen's have intermarried for who know how long, and maybe either way we would have been together.