Arabella Baratheon had been through absolute hell and back and then she meets Jon Snow, a bastard boy she couldn't love. But that doesn't mean she didn't love him.
But little does she know meeting him only made things worse for herself.
Will they g...
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The weather seemed more awful than usual and that was something for the North, on cold days like this Bella dreamed of sitting by the fire snuggled close to Jon while they cradle their children close. She couldn't describe the pain and loss she felt when dreaming of her children, she missed them dearly and couldn't wait to feel the warmth on their skin and sweet little smiles.
'We are ready Your Grace' Clarence announced entering the chamber a small book in hand.
Arabella turned smiling sharply at him noticing the book she longed to see 'I didn't know you were still here Ser?' She smiled closing in to him.
'I sat by your side when you were healing, but Logan was there when you woke..' He explained stretching his hand out before her 'I retrieved the book.'
She grinned kindly taking it from his hand, she opened a page that was slightly creased at the top and it was the page she wanted written in her mothers own words:
Two gorgeous Targaryen girls were born by the names of Damaris and Daenerys, born only minuets apart, I pulled Damaris out first and she was a sight to behold shortly after her sister was pushed out and she was just as gorgeous.
The two Dragon princesses will rule over the whole world.
She stroked a gentle hand over the page knowing her mother once also held the same book in her very own hands, she shook her head rushing over to a small bag packed for the ship and dug deep in it to hide it well 'You've been a great help Clarence, I can't thank you enough.'
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Arabella was used to ships but this one seemed so gloomy, everyone's mood was on a down-hold, but somehow she didn't blame them, everyone was scared incase this plan didn't work, incase Cersei didn't want to help them.
Arabella was also worried but for a complete different reason, she would see Jaime again for the first time since Winterfell many years ago, she couldn't deny the fact that she was nervous, a small pit lingered in her stomach but she sucked it all in for the sake of the journey and her husband.
'Are you ok?' Jon asked sitting next to her on the small stool, Arabella frowned slightly but nodded.
'I'm fine.' She gulped taking his hand rubbing the smallest of circles on the back of them.
'Your not..' He began 'Is it because your still mad?'
'No Jon i'm not mad, for whatever stupid reason you decided to bend the knee...' She shook her head closing her eyes 'It doesn't matter it is ok, no knees have been fully bent on our journey, the North still remains with a King and his Queen.'
Jon kisses her cheek gently as she lay her head in the small of his neck enjoying the warmth he gave her on the coldest of days.
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As they walked down the small path Bella couldn't help but dream of slicing Cersei's head off for all her men and lover to see but, she held back her anger towards the false queen and sucked in a sharp breath intertwining her hand with Jon's.
