Trouble // Loras Tyrell / Renly Baratheon / Rieka Stark

32. It Was Me

"Aw, Tyrion..."

" No, don't aw him. He brought this all on himself." Jon barked.

" But he's sad." Rieka countered. "He wants to help you and your brooding self."

"No, he's crazy. Crazy for following that woman. Sometimes crazy looks like sad so it'll suck you back in." Jon corrected.

"Jon come on be the bigger person. You already got a few feet on him," rieka teased.

"Fine. But this conversation is not over."
Jon agreed heading off.

" Dragonglass?"

"Yes. Volcanic glass, obsidian. He says you have a tremendous amount of it here." Tyrion agreed.

" Why are we talking about glass? We just lost two of our allies." Daenerys demanded.

" Which is why I was speaking to Jon Snow, a potential ally." Tyrion countered.

" And what does the King in the North want with Dragonglass?" Daenerys hissed.

"Apparently it can be turned into weapons that kill White Walkers and their foot soldiers, or stop them, destroy them. I'm unsure of the nomenclature." Tyrion answered.

"And what do you think of this Army of the Dead and White Walkers and Night Kings?"

" I'd very much like to believe that Jon Snow is wrong, but a wise man once said that you should never believe a thing simply because you want to believe it."

"Amazing thing to see." Jon remarked as the dragons watched him. 

"Gorgeous, right Renly?" Rieka questioned kissing his little face all over. 

"I named them for my brothers Vicerys and Rhaegon. They're both gone now." Daenerys remarked turning to Jon. "You lost two brothers as well?" Jon gave a tight nod. Rieka let out a deep exhale. She missed her family but Loras and his family had so easily made her feel like she belonged again. SHe missed Robb, there was no getting Robb back. "People thought dragons were gone forever but here they are. Perhaps we should all be examining what we think we know."

"You've been talking to Tyrion?" Jon realized.

"He is my Hand."

"He enjoys talking." Jon agreed. 

"He does." Rieka confirmed. 

"We all enjoy what we're good at." Daenerys agreed

"I don't." Jon murmured, Daenerys hesitated.

" You know I'm not going to let Cersei stay on the Iron Throne."

"I never expected that you would."

"Shes just as scared as the rest of the world." Rieka cut in. "She's trying to find control in the madness. I think she could see reason,.. I thought she could see reason but she has lost too much." She corrected. SHe didnt know who cersei was anymore. 

"And I haven't changed my mind about which kingdoms belong to the throne." Daenerys added sternly. 

"I haven't either." Jon countered.

"And I dont care because I like living at high garden." Rieka added. "Just leave high garden alone and we are peachy." 

"I will allow you to mine the Dragonglass and forge weapons from it. Any resources or men you need I will provide for you."

" Thank you." Jon answered as she turned back to the ocean before them. "So you believe me then about the Night King and the Army of the Dead?"

" You better get to work, Jon Snow."