My version of Game of Thrones season 8

Episode 10: A Dream of Spring Part 3 (FINAL)

THE WONDERFUL LITTLE GIRL

She ran through the streets of the city, ducking under people and maneuvering her way through the crowd. She was small so she could do that. Everywhere she went everyone seemed to become happier and smile no matter how they originally looked before her arrival. Quarreling lovers would take a break from their bickering to smile towards her and wave.

She ran down the stairs, two at a time, much to the protest of her mother. Once she reached the bottom she darted inside a shop where Kaysie was waiting behind the counter for her. The little girl just barely peeked over the counter which caused Kaysie to smile.

"Are they ready?" The little girl asked in her tiny voice.

"Yes of course," the older woman smiled. She turned around and handed her which she could strap over her back. "Here are your lemon cakes."

The little girl's smile was so famously bright that it could melt the snows of the Lands of Always Winter. "How much must I pay you?" she asked.

"Oh no need. Just tell your mother and father to have dinner with me and my husband again soon. We would love to have their company once more."

It seemed impossible but the little girl's smile just got brighter as she ran out the door almost running directly into someone on the way out. Though that person wouldn't be mad, nobody could ever be mad at the little girl. "Oh, careful running through the streets Ar-" but she was already too far away to hear Kaysie and she smiled to herself and the girl's seemingly limitless energy.

The little girl sprinted down the streets and back to her home where she whipped over the door and immediately brought her lemon cakes to the kitchen, placing the bag on the counter. She saw the familiar glint of steel in the corner of her eye but chose to ignore it.

As she went to exit the room, like usual, she just couldn't help herself and she grabbed the dagger and started swinging it around. She usually pretended to be the knights that her father told her about in his late night stories. She would go through the whole roster and today she was Ser Jaime Lannister, the Golden Lion. But when she heard the door open she quickly hid the dagger behind her back.

When she saw it was her father she breathed a sigh of relief seeing as he was much less strict than her mother. "Aryanna?" her father said. His eyes narrowing suspiciously as he slowly stepped towards her. The scars on his eyes had faded over time and his eyes showed wrinkles at the sides now. "What are you hiding behind your back?" her father asked even though he already knew.

"Nothing," Aryanna giggled.

Her father side-stepped to one side which caused her to run to the opposite side which was exactly what he wanted. He lifted her into his arms and tickled Aryanna causing her to laugh uncontrollably and drop the dagger to the ground.

"What did I tell you about playing with my dagger," her father said a little more serious.

Her smile faded slightly but was still bright as ever. "I could hurt myself."

"That's right," he said as he set her down. "Your mother saw how you were descending the steps today and chose to yell at me. Now what did she tell you?"

Aryanna looked down embarrassed. "Only take one step at a time."

"That's right," her father said as he crossed his arms. "And what did I tell you?"

She looked up at him and smiled. "Next time don't let mother see."

Her father smiled as he lifted her onto his shoulders, she loved it when he did that. She loved pretending she was a dragon rider and it was especially fun whenever he would run. "Did you get the lemon cakes for your aunt?"

"Aye father," she said.

"Your mother won't be happy but you can have one before tomorrow."

Aryanna shook excitedly as her father reached into the sack and pulled out a lemon cake, handing it to her she quickly devoured it.

"Jon!" Her mother's voice boomed through the house when the door closed behind her and she came into the kitchen. She originally looked mad but when she saw the scene before her smile was brighter than Aryanna's somehow. "What do we have here?"

"Nothing," Jon and Aryanna said in unison.

Her mother shook her head and giggled. "Did you talk to her about running down the stairs?"

Jon set his daughter down on a chair and turned to her. "Yes Dany, I gave her a very stern talking to," he said in an obvious lie.

Dany stepped towards Jon, "I've known you for a very long time Jon Snow. You have many talents, lying is not one of them," she said before giving him a kiss.

"Ew mother, you promised you wouldn't kiss father in front of me anymore!"

Both her mother and father laughed, "Your children will be saying the same thing one day."

Aryanna gave and over exaggerated grimace and rose up from the table and moved between them. "What time will Auntie Sansa be arriving tomorrow?"

"In the evening," Jon said. Aryanna pouted that she would have to wait that long. She loved when Auntie Sansa was around because that meant that she would cover up whatever Aryanna did and she could do whatever she wanted. Not that she would do anything bad just certain things that her parents may disapprove of. "Did you take Drogon out for a ride today?" Jon asked Dany.

"I did, he gets faster by the day."

"Can I have a ride soon?" Aryanna pleaded with her big eyes.

"That's why mother took Drogon out for a ride today," Jon said as he knelt down. "So that he didn't have too much energy when you went for a ride."

Her eyes went wide as she looked to her mother for confirmation and she just smiled and nodded. Aryanna quickly ran to grab her cloak and waited by the door for her mother and father to get ready. Once they were out the door Aryanna was running far ahead of her parents to where she knew Drogon loved to rest.

Once Ayranna was big enough she vowed that she would ride Drogon everyday and that this was just the first of many rides to be had in the future.