Rhaegar Targaryen had his marriage annulled to Elia Martell and married Lyanna Stark in a secret ceremony in Dorne. Their child has been hidden by Eddard Stark under the name Jon Snow and is rightful heir to the iron throne.
It was the first of many letters Varys had written that day to the lords of the seven kingdoms, he hadn't sent them out yet but he was in preparation to do so when a knock came to his door. He immediately hid the letters before sending whoever was on the other side of the door in. Martha entered the room at the exact time he had asked her to meet him. Martha was one of his new little birds that was still getting used to the employment. "You wanted to see me lord Varys?" Martha questioned shyly.
"I did," he said, pulling out a chair. He took tray of soup with a drink and gave it to her. "For Queen Daenerys," he said.
Martha raised her head from the tray in her hands and raised her eyebrows at him. "Poisoned?" she asked.
Varys smiled at this. "You pick up fast," he said. "Nightshade, it will be painless." he said. Martha nodded and took the tray into the hall and to the Queen who was sitting in the room of the painted table.
"Your grace?" she asked as she entered through the door. Daenerys turned to her and smiled.
"Hello," she said. "For me?" she asked pointing to the tray. The girl nodded and placed it on the table as Daenerys moved towards it. "Thank you, I've been rather hungry as of late." she said.
Before she could lift the drink to her mouth the girl spoke. "It's poisoned," she said. Daenerys was shocked by this sudden statement and dropped the glass from her hand, looking at the young girl. The girl now held her hands behind her back and was standing very calmly.
"Excuse me?" Daenerys said growing surprisingly angry at this little girl. "You're trying to kill me?" Dany accused.
"I wouldn't have told you if I was trying to kill you," the girl responded. The girl calmly moved towards the bowl of soup and picked it up, swirling it and smelling. "Ten drops of nightshade, would send you right into a sleep you would never wake from." she said.
"Who wants to have me killed?" Daenerys asked. The girl decided not to give a straight answer. "You're a dragon," she said. "Dragons don't get caught in the webs of a spider." The girl turned around, hands behind her back as she calmly exited the room.
Daenerys knew exactly of what the little girl was talking of and rushed out of the room taking her guards with her. Once she arrived at his door she slammed it open, nearly breaking it. "Take him!" She screamed as her unsullied soldiers took Varys without hesitation. She approached the table and saw the letters all written detailing Jon's origins. She would question how he got the information later, now she wanted him out of her sight. "Take him to the cells for now and make sure his 'little birds' don't leave their chambers," The unsullied walked Varys out of the room and escorted him to the cells. She took the letters and threw them into the hearth before storming out of the room.
JON
Jon stood in front of the door before placing three knocks. "Come in," he heard on the other side before he entered. He saw Sam sitting on a chair next to Bran and Gilly in the corner with Little Sam.
"Any change?" Jon asked. Sam looked at him as his lips pressed together and nodded.
"No, sorry." Sam responded. Jon closed his eyes and sighed before taking a seat next to his brother.
"The Night King was right there in front of him, but he didn't kill him." Jon said.
"So I've heard," Sam responded.
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My version of Game of Thrones season 8
FanfictionThis is my version of season 8 because as of right now I don't really like the direction season 8 is going for and I'd prefer to write my own version. Purely for my own entertainment and if others decide to read this and enjoy then for theirs as wel...
