How can this work?

Time is not on our side...

A/N: you see the truth behind why dany didn't want to be with Jon and I know it's been a while but I have been under a lot of pressure with classes and stuff, you know education who needs it right (Everyone). Still its done so forgive meeee! And some sad shit will be going down soon, like next chapter. You have been warned.

Dany

She felt the prang of loss, the burn of betrayal and the torment of anguish. All stemming from the man she loved the most, the man she thought would never hurt her but he turned out to be the person who caused the most pain.

The loss came from the feeling of grief and loneliness that came every time she got into her own thoughts, every time she lay awake alone. Her thoughts would always drift to her lover, to the feeling of his arms around, to the contagious sent that followed him. She would think of his warmth and how it would send her into a soundless slumber. She had lost many people, lost many hours over them but she had never been as affected by a loss as she was by Jon Snow, he left a void that she felt could never be filled.

Betrayal, from the heartbreak he caused after she let him in, let him into her heart. He left her crying alone in her chamber floor, tossed her aside and acted like their love was wrong. Worse he acted as if he never loved at all. She let him in and she paid the price after she swore to herself she would never let anyone in ever again, that she would never love another as she did her sun and stars.

Anguish, the worst pain of them all. She was in seer torment by her sorrow and betrayal but it was all hidden behind her own insecurities of barrenness. She wanted to tell him the truth to tell him she loved him, to forget all that had happened but it wasn't so easy. So she ignored his pained looks, his apologetic stares for she knew if she let him in again there is a chance he would hurt her again and she would never be able to recover.

...

She walked towards the council chambers to sit in on the annual morning meetings. She and Jon avoided each other not that he didn't try to talk to her, try to get her to "see" that there was no point denying themselves as he says. No point dwelling on a future that is not secure. It was a fair argument but it did not help the fact that it was more than just her barrenness that stopped her from giving into him. And he seemed to understand that when she last saw him, he completely ignored her only spoke to her when necessary. It was the way she wanted it but she didn't want it that way at the same time.

She strolled through the doors, hands clasped before her, eyes staring straight ahead avoiding the inevitable for a little longer. she didn't want to turn and catch his gaze on her. She sat down at the end of the table, directly opposite to Jon, who was on the other end. Missandie behind her on her right and Jorah on her left.

She looked at all of the other sitting at the table, making sure to read their expressions. Then her gaze landed on the man she wished to avoid at any cost... but he wasn't looking at her. typical, she thought. He was staring at the map beneath his hands. Analysing it faithfully as if she wasn't there, as if none of them were there.

Tyrion cleared his throat, she thought to get Jon's attention but she turned to him and saw his eyes on her. She must have been staring she realised but she was not willing to back down, she sent daggers his way to tell him to back off and he did.

"My Lord, we are here to discuss strategies not sit in silence so can you share with the rest of us, what it seems you have found or planned," Tyrion said aimed at the Kind of the North. His words finally got his attention, he looked up and his gaze landed on her. It was not a pained look she saw this time though, it was one of anger and coldness and it was directed at her. She shivered involuntarily not really used to the amount of ire that was being sent her way by Jon.