Falling for the King

Threatening

In the north...

Jon POV

It had been two weeks since he and Dany had their first dinner alone, without the court, and he loved that a lot. So much so that in addition to dinners, they also had breakfast. Of course, they didn't cross the line of only kissing, but it was still a step forward. They talked about their childhood, and especially about the pranks, he did through the North. He was a little embarrassed when he was telling her that because she never stopped laughing, apart from the dramatic moments, when he said that he was injured, even if he put a bit of exaggeration into it, to see her reaction to the issue, and she had expressions of concern, and that was a positive sign, because it meant that she cared about him, even if she didn't love him, yet.

In these nights, he also managed to sleep well, no longer dreaming of the woman of his nightmares, or the Night King, but in the last two days, he dreamed about the shadow of a dragon flying over Winterfell, in a time of winter, and Jon knew that this hasn't happened yet, because, in the skies of the North, a dragon has never been seen since Jacaerys Velaryon arrived. And apparently every dream he had, always pointed to the crypts, but this time, instead of the mysterious door, to the statue of a woman, and in the crypts there were only two statues, with individual women: Lyanna Stark, sister of his father, and Sara Snow, sister of King Cregan Stark, to whom, according to sources, he was very attached and wept for her death, as well as for the children. And Jon intended to go there, to search for answers and to inspect the tomb. But first, he had to head to the council.

Upon entering the hall, he saw that the members were all present, but this time Lord Aerys was there. After the little discussion they had, Lord Aerys asked to absent himself from the court for a while, and he allowed him that because he felt a bit guilty for how he had responded to him on that occasion, about Daenerys.

"My Lords," greeted them Jon and sat in the king's seat, but saw that Daenerys was absent. They had agreed that she too should attend the meetings, but this morning she didn't tell him anything.

He'll have to talk to her in private about it. As queen, she will need to be present at these meetings.

"News from Robb?"

"Yes. He is one day away from the Wall. But in the distance, he saw a great light in the night, and he was sure it was a fire."

"That means the Wildings have decided to attack."

"Yes. In fact, Robb has increased the pace of his army."

"I'm sure Lord Umber will succeed in holding back the wildlings until Robb arrives."

"Yes. But there are about 5 Giants."

And Jon was not to believe the Giants. These stories always interested him when he was a child, and having the knowledge that the Giants still existed was having a dream come true. Old Nan told him that some legends tell about the coming of a predicted King, who will reunite the North, the whole North. From the Neck to the Lands of Always Winter, uniting the Houses of the North, the Clans of the mountains, the freefolks, and even the giants. All the men of the North will kneel to the Great Wolf. When he was a kid, he always dreamed of being that king, but looking at the situation now, he knew he wasn't that King. Because, instead of uniting them, he would have to fight them.

"Your Grace," his attention was drawn by Lord Aerys.

"Sorry I had plunged into my childhood memories at the news of the giants. Considering the news received, I think it's time for me to leave for the Barrier.

"Your Grace," said Aerys, standing up and resting his fists on the table, " I don't think you should do that."

And Jon gave him a look. It was the second time that Aerys had opposed this decision. Last time, they were in private, but now he did it in front of the Council.