The love of a dragon

Chapter 27

Year 303 AC

Y/n POV

We've been sailing for five moons and Daenerys is currently 9 moons pregnant, in which any day she will give birth to our son or daughter. I hope it's a girl, I want to spoil that princess rotten. I don't mind if we have another boy, I'm still gonna love him the same.

We have finally arrived at DragonStone, the dragons soared to the island as Jaenor helped us in a small boat and rowed to the island. "Welcome home, your Grace." Jaenor told me and Daenerys. Missandei is holding Jacaerys. Once we arrived on land I helped Daenerys out of the boat and walked along the beach. Daenerys stopped and kneeled before she picked up a handful of sand. I helped her off the ground as everyone followed behind us to the castle.

We arrived at two big double doors with two dragon heads on each side while two unsullied opened it for us revealing a long stairwell to the castle. We proceed to walking ahead. We walked into the castle where my ancestors resided and where my namesake  and her wife successfully won the Dance of the Dragons. We kept walking and stopped when we saw a Baratheon sigil making me rip of off and threw it on the ground like filth.

This place only belongs to the Targaryens only no other houses. Just like Kingslanding belongs to the Targaryens as well and we'll take it by force if we have to. We then walked into the throne room, we walked up to the throne before Daenerys held my hand and dragged me passed the throne and into another room where the painted table is. I slowly caressed the table where my ancestors Aegon the conqueror and his sister-wives planned to take Kingslanding.

"This is where Queen Rhaenrya Targaryen and her King Consort Y/n I Targaryen planned their war with prince Daemon Targaryen and the rest of their allies." I softly told Daenerys who was in awe of the table. We stood by the window as we looked at our allies. "Shall we begin?" I said to them. They all nodded as we plan our attack.

Later on that night

It was storming outside as I stood by the window as Daenerys was sitting down resting for a bit. "On a night like this, you came into the world." Jaenor told Daenerys. "I remember that storm. All the dogs in Kingslanding howled through the night." Varys said. "I wish I could remember it." Daenerys said as she rubbed her pregnant stomach. I turned to everyone as I began to talk. "I always thought this would be a homecoming. Doesn't feel like home." I said as I walked up to the painted table and looked at it.

"We won't stay on DragonStone for long." Tyrion told me. "Good." I said as I looked at the small lion statues on the table. "Not so many lions." I said. "Cersei controls fewer than half the Seven Kingdoms. The lords of Westeros despise her. Even before your arrival, they plotted against her. Now . . ." Varys said before I interrupted him. "They cry out for their true king and queen? They drink secret toasts to mine and Dany's health? People used to tell our brother that sort of thing, and he was stupid enough to believe them." I told him as everyone looked at me.

I picked up a dragon statue before I spoke again. "If Viserys had six dragons and an army at his back, he'd have invaded Kingslanding already." I told them as I saw Daenerys agree with me. "Conquering Westeros would be easy for you. But you're not here to be king of the ashes." Jaenor told me. "No." I said as I set the dragon statue down. "We can take the Seven Kingdoms without turning it into a slaughterhouse. If the great houses support yours and Daenerys claim against Cersei, the game is won. With the Tyrell and Velaryon army and the Dornish on our side, we have powerful allies in the south." Tyrion said.

I looked over to Varys. "Me and Dany have never properly thanked you for that." I told him. "They joined our side, my king, because they believe in you and because your namesake married their ancestor Allyria Martell." Varys told me before Daenerys spoke up. "You served our father, didn't you, Lord Varys?" Daenerys asked him as he looked over to her. "I did." He said. "And then you served the man who overthrew him." Daenerys said. "I had a choice, your Grace, serve Robert Baratheon or face the headman's axe." Varys told her.