Fury of the Storms

Chapter 27

Ingrid Baratheon
The Red Keep, King's Landing: 300 AC

Ingrid shifted in her seat as her father looked on, stone faced as he processed the information. Ingrid, Stannis, and Ned had decided to break the news about Cersei's infidelity, and incest before she would leave for Winterfell.

"We shouldn't do anything." Robert said firmly and quietly.

"But Robert—" Ned started.

"We shouldn't do anything." Robert repeated. "Stannis, would you be willing to betroth Minisa to Tommen? They're already good friends, and with the right training, she would be a good Queen. Tommen already has the makings to be a good King. If we marry Minisa and Tommen, we get true born Baratheons very quickly. That way no one has to know about Cersei and Jaime. Somethings are better kept secret."

"That's a good plan, father." Ingrid agreed. "I have no wish to be Queen of the Seven Kingdoms... but I don't mind being the Hand of the King." she joked.

"I don't mind Minisa marrying Tommen." Stannis agreed. "You're right, brother, we should keep this secret."

"Ned?" Robert asked. The Lord of Winterfell nodded. "I agree. This is the best course of actions."

"Good! Now, I got the offer to marry Myrcella to Trystane Martell, since Arianne Martell has been disowned and Quentyn, the second eldest, has abdicated his inheritance of Sunspear. Your opinions?" the Demon of the Trident asked.

"It's a good match, one Grandfather would surely approve of." Ingrid said. "I have no objections." Ned said. "But I feel like we should at least inform Prince Doran about the truth."

"Same here." Stannis said.

"Very well." Robert said.

Winterfell, the North: 300 AC

"My love." she greeted Robb. "It's good to see you again, Ingrid." Robb greeted warmly before turning to the cage-wagon Joffrey was held in as her half brother was sent down to the dungeons. "He won't be of any trouble. And it's not wise to kill him here in Winterfell." she whispered to her love.

Robb nodded stiffly. "But outside Winterfell... it would be a shame if something happened."

Ingrid smothered a smile. "Indeed. Now, hello Lady Stark, Bran, Rickon! It's good to see you all again." she turned to the rest of the Stark family. Robb linked arms with her and she leaned into his warmth, safe and content.

Dragonstone Castle, Dragonstone Island: 301 AC

Ingrid looked up at the flying beasts but braved up to where a silver haired lady was waiting for her on the cliffside. "Queen Daenerys." she greeted. "Princess Ingrid." the woman, Daenerys greeted her.

It had been a year since she had married Robb, and Cersei had suffered a mysterious death. She suspected her grandfather had something to do with it, but she didn't care. Jon had also come with the warnings that the White Walkers were rising, with proof to show to the southern lords and ladies. And since Daenerys had dragons, she would be vital to the alliance of the living.

"My father has a deal to offer." she said. "He will make you his heir, so long as you appoint my brother, Tommen, and his betrothed, Minisa, as your heirs. You will be allowed in the capital, and my uncle Renly has agreed to give you Dragonstone as your seat as he takes up the newly reconstructed Summerhall palace. That way everyone can be happy and no bloodshed shall be needed. The Unsullied can help with the start of the First Legion of the Royal Army of Westeros."

Daenerys paused. "Your father speaks truly?"

"My father is a changed man." Ingrid said firmly. "He wants to keep the peace in Westeros. He wants to make sure no more children die."

The Mother of Dragons was silent for several long, long moments. "I accept this deal." Daenerys said. She offered her hand."For a better world."

"A better world." Ingrid agreed, shaking the Targaryen woman's hand.

Notes:
If I did a Band of Brothers or Monsterverse fic, would anyone read it?