The Lion Knight and Dragon Princess

30 - King in the North

Tyrion, Jaime and I were standing with some of my sister's soldiers and her advisor watching a small ship coming up to shore.  Tyrion smiled at a man with thick black hair tied back in a bun. "The bastard of Winterfell."

"The dwarf of Casterly Rock." The strange man nodded his head to the dwarf.

Tyrion extended his hand to him. "I believe we last saw each other atop the Wall."

"You were pissing off the edge if I remember right. Picked up some scars along the road." He shook his hand.

Tyrion glanced between me and Jaime seeing Jon's partner that had stepped foot on the island. "It's been a long road, but we're both still here. I'm Tyrion Lannister, this is my brother Jaime and his wife Vaella Targaryen."

"Davos Seaworth." The elderly man introduced himself.

The youngest Lannister remarked. "Ah, the Onion Knight. We fought on opposite sides at the Battle of Blackwater Bay."

"Unluckily for me." Davos said back to him.

Jon sent a slight glare to my husband. "Your son killed my father."

"He did, yes." Jaime nervously answered.

Stepping forward in front of the two boys I introduced myself to the Northern man knowing the conversation could go even more tense the longer it went on between them. "Jon Snow, my name is Vaella Targaryen,  now Lannister.  I know you have Ill feelings towards my husband but I hope once you get to know him and I that you're opinion will change." Jon simply nodded his head at me with no verbal reply.

Tyrion turned his head to the taller dark skin woman. "Missandei is the queen's most trusted advisor."

"Welcome to Dragonstone. Our queen knows it is a long journey. She appreciates the efforts you have made on her behalf. If you wouldn't mind handing over your weapons." Her advisor explained and our entire group made our way up the long steps in the direction of the Dragonstone castle.

Tyrion and Jon were walking in front of me and Jaime giving me the opportunity to listen into their conversation. "Sansa? I hear she's alive and well."

"She is."

He asked his other friend. "Does she miss me terribly? A sham marriage. And unconsummated."

"I didn't ask."

Poking Tyrion in the back with my index finger I couldn't resist teasing him about the eldest Stark daughter. "You like her don't you?"

"She's a wonderful girl who was tormented by horrible people." My friend replied to my question.

Jaime smirked down at me the second the words left my mouth. "You slept with her didn't you?"

"It was. Wasn't." Tyrion glared back at me. "Darn you, Vae! Why would you ask me that?"

Unable to hold back my laughter, a huge grin graced my face. "Because you wouldn't have asked about her if you didn't care about her."

"Anyway... she's much smarter than she lets on." Tyrion cleared his throat to change the conversation.

Jon spoke up. "She's starting to let on."

"At some point, I want to hear how a Night's Watch recruit became King in the North." Tyrion eyed the taller man beside him.

"As long as you tell me how a Lannister became Hand to Daenerys Targaryen."

Tyrion dryly chuckled. "A long and bloody tale. To be honest, I was drunk for most of it."

Jon glanced back at me still trying to figure me out. "How exactly have you been alive all this time?  We were told everyone in the Targaryen line had been wiped out."