Wolf Queen

chapter thirty two

Dany knew everything I knew. I told her all of Cerisei's plans. She left as Tyrion walks in.

"May I come in?" He asks.

I nod as I continue to write my letter to Jon. I had no idea how I would get it to him. I needed him to read this without it being intervened.

The note read:

Jon,

I am in Meereen with our aunt, Daenerys Targaryen. Please do not tell a soul that I am here. If you don't know, I threatened Cersei and now she wants me dead.

We will be coming to Westeros soon. Daenerys has an army, ships, and three dragons. I have two but they are nowhere near grown.

Our aunt would like to know if we can count on you being there and fighting for us once we reach Westeros. She needs all the men she can get, though she has a lot.

Oh, and please let Ash for me. I miss him dearly.

Lyanna Targaryen

"Can I ask you something?" He asks, pouring himself some wine.

I turn in my chair and look. "Yes."

"What happened to Tommen?"

I look down, as that was a tough subject for me. I still wasn't over it. I probably wouldn't get over it.

"Your sister told him I was dead and he committed suicide," I tell him, "and she killed our son. She lied and said she had no idea where he was, but I know she had something to do with his disappearance."

"I'm terribly sorry," Tyrion says and means it, "that's the difference between Daenerys and Cersei: Cersei would kill an infant boy without reason whereas Daenerys wouldn't."

I sigh and look at my letter.

"What was his name?"

"Dannys." I tell him.

"What did he look like?"

"Tommen. He had beautiful, golden hair like his and my eyes," I smile at the thought of my son, "he was beautiful."

I look down at my hands. "But it's all my fault. I shouldn't have been gone for as long as I was."

"What do you mean?"

"The Boltons took Winterfell. Roose Bolton's bastard raped and hurt Sansa. Jon started a battle with them and got it back," a single tear rolls down my cheeks, "I just wanted to help, and for that, my husband and son died."

Tyrion places a hand on top of mine. "It isn't your fault. Cersei will pay for what she did. I can promise you that."

"I know," I nod, "because I'm going to kill her."

•

Varys had taken my note to Jon. He knew a safe way to get it there without being intervened. He was headed to Dorne.

Jon

A letter lay on the table. It had a Targaryen seal. It had to be from Lyanna.

Picking it up, I break the seal and unroll it. I read each word carefully.

Lyanna was in Essos? She had two dragons? Our aunt had three? I thought the dragons were all gone, but I guess not.

I had to write back. I take my seat and my quill and begin writing.

Tell our aunt that she can count on the Starks. We will be by her side. If I find anything out I will write immediately. Be safe.

I roll it up and seal the letter before sending it off with a raven. The Lannister's had to be looking for her. I can only hope that it won't be intervened.

"Jon?"

I turn, looking at Sansa. She held her hands together. I walk towards her, going past her and out into the hall.

Lyanna

Tormen and Ralor were eating meat they had found themselves. They were almost fully grown. Both of them were bigger than I was.

I made my way back to the pyramid and sat beside Dany.

A man and woman walk into the pyramid, keeping their distance. My eyes are glued onto the man. Theon.

I hadn't seen him since he was with Sansa and I. He doesn't look at me. The woman does. I'm assuming that was his sister, Yara Greyjoy.

She asks for our help, asking for an alliance. Her uncle is planning to take Dany as a wife to become king.

Dany accepts this offer. I would as well. She is the queen. My time as the queen is over. I'm supporting my aunt. If she were to die, maybe I would try again.

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Sorry it's short. I'm going to end this book soon and start a new one when season 7 comes on :)