The Last Targaryens

Chapter 12 - Prince or a Princess

Daenerys tapped Jon on the arm that was closest to her. He turned his head towards Dany, smiling. "I have something to tell you..." she smiled happily. He looked at her, scanning her face, looking for some sort of hint of what she could possibly tell him.

"There he is!" shouted Tormound, who pulled Jon over, away from his spot and Daenerys, hugging him tightly. Jon and Tormund both laughing. "Someone's had a little bit too much to drink " Jon said to Tormund laughing "and you haven't had enough" Tormund replied back sarcastically. 

Tormund than looked back towards Daenerys, and so did Jon. She raised her glass towards them and smiled. Jon smiled back, but he wanted to go back to her. She was about to tell him something important, but then Tormund stole him away from her. Tormund quietly talking to Jon "I see your Dragon Queen is quite a looker, many of your southern men can't seem to stop looking her way" Tormund said laughing "better keep her close. I might have to get some of that for myself" he said jokingly. Jon looked around noticing many of his men staring in Dany's direction. He never noticed the sort of attention she got here at Winterfell until now, just when Tormund had pointed it out.

Jon knew Tormund was kidding about himself getting close to Daenerys, but for his men, he wasn't quite sure. One of them could easily get way to close to her. Jon was not okay with that idea. Jon patted Tormund on the back like a bro, and then went back over to Daenerys. He sat back down and leaned over to her and whispered quietly in her ear, "Come with me" she looked back at him smiling quite shocked that he wanted to leave the feast early. "Now? but the feast has just started" she relplied. He grabbed her hand and pulled her through the corridors of the Great Hall. They turned the corner and he pushed her against the stone wall. He placed both his hands to both sides of her onto the wall, and slowly kissed her neck. 

Daenerys didn't quite understand why all of a sudden, in the middle of the feast he wanted to do this, but she wasn't  going to question it. She was loving every minute of it. His lips finally reached hers, and he slowly bit her lip and then slowly kissed her lips. His hands slid down towards her waist. He started to pull up her dress a bit, enough that a part of her legs were showing. She wrapped her arms around his neck. Daenerys tried to catch her breath, but he would not let her go. He was all hers, and he wanted to show her that. 

Jon's hand released her dress and started to slide them up her body.... until he felt it. His lips stoped moving in her mouth all of sudden. Daenerys knew he felt the bump. She released her lips from his and placed her hand on his chest, as his eyes were glancing down towards her belly. He looked up at her, looking for some response. "I tried to tell you... but then Tormund stole you away" she looked at him not sure how he was going to respond.

He smiled joyfully in disbelief. He placed one of his hands on her cheek, and the other on her belly and he glanced back down at her belly. She smiled and placed her two hands on top of his hand that was on her belly. "Are you happy?" she said softly. He looked up at her "Happy? I am beyond happy! I just can't believe it, what about the curse?" She looked at him "I guess the curse was an unreliable source of information" as she smiled. He remembered when he told her that at the Dragon Pit when they had met Cersei. But at that time he was just trying to give her hope, he didn't know he was actually right.

Jon Snow finally knew something.

He pulled her close by the waist with one hand and the other hand around supporting her neck. They both looked at each other happily. "I can't believe we're going to have one of our own soon." Daenerys replied "I can't believe it either, but our little prince or princess is going to have the best father in the entire world" she smiled at him.

Jon had a huge smile from her comment. "And one amazing and beautiful mother."