Robb Stark & Daenerys Targaryen
Basically What if Rhaegar Targaryen won the Battle of the Trident and Robert's Rebellion was unsuccessful... How would things have gone differently?
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Robb and Dany are the main pairing, Jon...
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(Updating my face claim for Rhaenys. But feel free to imagine her however you'd like. I know in canon she doesn't look Targaryen) ______________ Rhaenys was feeling the effects of the wine from the wedding when she decided to take part of the bedding ceremony. Rhae always found that tradition to be ludicrous, but in that moment she felt hot and carefree as she giggled with the other ladies as they rushed over to Robb, tugging at his clothes to get them off. Dany will be pleased indeed she thought to herself as she took in his form.
The newly weds were red with embarrassment as they were carried off, but in the midst she noticed how Robb would look over to make sure she was okay. When they glanced at one another they both smiled and Rhae recognized the look in their eyes. Love. She was happy that her young aunt had found love with her husband. She deserved nothing less.
When the couple finally went into their chambers Rhae gave Dany one last teasing smile before the doors closed. A few people stayed to hear the couple inside, they claimed it was for proof that they actually did the deed. She rolled her eyes at the drunken lords before she began to walk through the halls of Winterfell.
She had been walking for a bit longer than she probably should have when she was stopped by a figure in the halls. "Rhae, are you lost? You've been wondering the halls for quite some time now," Jon said looking at her with a questioning look.
Rhae looked at him for a moment unsure what to say. They hadn't spoken since she'd arrived. She remembered how their last conversation had gone when he left for Winterfell all those years ago. Was he still upset with me? No he couldn't be if he was stalking me in the hallways, she thought. Suddenly she found herself a bit angry as she thought about how they haven't spoken in years or since her arrival.
"Oh so now you speak to me. Have you been following me?" She asks Jon.
"Yes, but only because you have clearly had too much to drink. I was just checking on you, as a brother should." Jon said pointedly. Rhae didn't miss the fact that he felt the need to add that last bit.
"Right. As a brother." She said unable to leave the bitterness out of her tone. "Well dear brother. I am fine so you can leave me be. You were always good at that." At her words Jon instantly looked like he'd been stung and looked down. She immediately regretted saying it, knowing that Jon was right for leaving and it hadn't been an easy decision.
"I- I'm sorry I shouldn't have said that. I just missed you is all. Even Aegon misses you. He talks about the day you shall return South so he can show you how much better he's gotten with a sword." Rhae says thinking about how her husband had spoken of Jon to her numerous times.
"Aegon? Last I remember it was as if he had two left feet," Jon said with a chuckle.
"He grew out of that and is quite formidable now." Rhae said returning his laughter. That smile. Gods how she has missed it. Even after all these years Jon still managed to make her stomach flutter with the simplest gesture. The urge to reach out to him and hold him was stronger than ever, and the wine definitely didn't help. The mere sight of his smile turned her back into the girl she once was and not the queen she was supposed to be becoming.
