Cursed Dragon | Jon Snow

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*Jamie POV* 

I opened the doors to where Cerci was sitting, waiting. As soon as I came into the room she stood from her seat.

"How many soldiers did we loose?"

I just shook my head, "We haven't done the full body count." 

"Oh well its not just soldiers that win wars. We still have the gold, we have the Iron bank behind us we can hire mercenaries. They will fight, not as well as our own men but if pained enough they will fight." 

I felt anger fill me, she doesn't get it. "I just saw the Dothraki fight, they killed are men not for war but for sport! Her Dragon cut through our lines like it was nothing, and theres more!"

"What do you mean more?" 

"Our sources where wrong, its not just the three dragons that belong to Daenerys Targaryen, there was another one, bigger then the one she flew in on, black as night with specks of gold covering it!" 

"Thats impossible."

"No its not! There is another Targaryen and who knows how many dragons she's got. AND what if they are the same size or bigger as that black on?" 

She looked a little startled but recovered, "What about the Scorpion? Did you use it?"

"That Scorpion fired bolts bigger than you, that didn't stop it and she has 3 of them with the help of another Targaryen, she has more." I walked closer to her, "This isn't a war we can win Cerci." 

"So what do we do, sue for peace? I sit on her fathers throne, the father you betrayed and murdered and in her mind she is winning. What kind of offer would she make." She walked over to a tabled that had win on it, "Maybe we can count on Tyron to intercede on our behalf, by way of murdering our father and son." 

"He didn't..."

"You saw the cross bow, you saw his body." 

"I'm not talking about father. Tyron didn't kill Joffery, he had nothing to do with it." I walked over to the same table. 

"After all this time it still amazes me that yo-"

"It was Ollena Tyrell." I looked to her, "She confessed before she died." 

"And was this before or after she drank the poison you so kindly provided her?"

"After." 

"And you believed her?" 

"If you where Ollena, would you have rather seen your granddaughter married to Joffery or Tommin?" The smirk that was on her face quickly faded. "Which one would of been better for Margery to control? Which one would of made Ollena the true ruler of the seven kingdoms? She was telling the truth."

Cerci sat down slowly, "I shouldn't of listened to you. She should of died screaming."

"Well she's dead, her grandchildren, her whole house and if we don't find a way out of this war we will follow them." 

"So we fight and die or submit and die, I know my choices!" She hissed, "A soldier should know his."

*Scene Jump*

*Naella POV* 

After Jon and I got changed we made our way outside for some fresh air, that room is a bit hot and humid at the moment. We walked hand in hand outside the castle and made our way to the cliff edge and looked out to the sea. 

"It's beautiful." I whispered.

"It is."

"Maybe after this whole thing we should move in here?" Jon went stiff, "Jon?"