FIRE AND ICE - ROBB STARK X TARGARYEN OC

The End of a House

While the men prepared themselves to return to dragonstone, Rhaenya made sure to present Robb to Ancalagon as he would be riding with her to the Twins.

"Are you sure about this?" The ginger Stark king consort asked as they neared the winged beast.

The slight fear her husband felt made her want to smile slightly. "It will be the fastest way to reach the Twins." She told him as she finally reached her mount and petted him. Robb stood staring at his wife while she leaned her head against Ancalagon's neck, the dragon was massive and it was earing the name of king od dragons. Noticing that Robb did not move to approach them, Rhaenya walked to him and grabbed his hand, she took his glove off and carefully pressed it against her boy's snout.

"Dragons are what made us kings and represent my House. But they are also inteligent creatures, they know friend from foe, specially from their rider. The dragon chooses the rider not the other way around.". His wife explained softly.

"That is incredible." The man said caressing the dragon who apparently felt confortable with the man who was his rider's husband/companion.

The couple then turned and walked back to where mos lords were. "Lord Tully we will do our best to return your son to you." Robb spoke like a true consort of a queen. Then he and Rhaenya turned to Ser Bronn "Once House Frey is removed from the Twins, you will be its new lord. I hope this lordship and castle are to your taste." The consort continued. To which the man simply nodded his head accepting the compensation thay was promised to him.

"Dany i was hoping you could accompany them men back to Dragonstone. Myself, Robb and the dragons will be enough to stir fear in the men of House Frey. As my master of laws and heir i think it would be best that you are in the island and so you may also learn more about Jon Snow...". Rhaenya was interrupted by her niece.

"Why do i need to learn more about Jon Snow?" Was the question given by the khaleesi, but she was only met with the smirk of her niece.

Rhaenya joined her husband and wished farewell to the rest of the company.
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"Do you think it will be a long flight?"
Rhae asked her husband. "No. Ancalagon is massibe which means we will be there within an hour if that much."

Rhaenya then turned to Robb seriously.
"I know our is a marriage of conveniance and you loved Talisa and your child with all your heart. We will avenge them. I promise you."

"Its true i loved her and our child with all my heart but i can't live in the past. And you and how many children we might have are my present and future." Robb assured her before taking her face in his hands and kiss her passionatly, the kind of kiss they only guarded for their bedchamber was now exposed for all to see that the queen and her king consort cared deeply for eachother. The display of affection did not go unnoticed by Daenerys who was happy for her niece, after so many struggles, she deserved happiness.

Rhaenya taught Robb to, just like her, mount Ancalagon and as soon as they were both on top of the massive dragon the northern king clasped his hands around his wife's waist not just in slight fear, for it would be a lie if he said he felt none, but also so to make sure she was secured to him.

The dragon's wings tore through the sky, each beat a thunderous clap that made the earth below quiver. The silver river coiled beneath them like a serpent, glinting in the dying light of day as the walls of Riverrun shrank to nothing but memory.

Robb Stark clutched tighter at Rhaenya's waist, his gloved hands now braced against the ridges of the saddle. He had never flown before, wolves were creatures of the ground, and Starks of the North were no different, but he would sooner die than admit the fear that churned in his stomach.