-Jon-
I opened my eyes and immediately shut them again, the sun blinding me. I think about where I am for a second and it all comes back to me, I then realize Dany is clinging to me and talking.
"Do you remember when you first rode a Dragon? We flew back to Meereen on Drogon's back after we had taken control of the Khalasar. I still remember the look of utter shock and fear on your face when I suggested it." I smile softly as she does, remembering it.
"I remember how surprised I was that Drogon let you touch him...I remember how your warm arms held me like I was your lifeline. How we soared together...touching the clouds.... being free...do you remember?" She asks, thinking I am still unconscious.
"Of course, I do." I whisper and wrap my arm around her.
She jolts out of my arm and sits up, her hands fly to my face as she squeezes my cheeks, I open my eyes and they meet her purple ones, they are shining, glassy with tears.
"Jon..." she whispers, her bottom lip trembling, a single tear rolling down her soft cheek.
I reach up and grab her, pulling her into me and holding her as tight as I can, pressing her heart against mine, telling her I am really here.
She starts to cry into my neck as I softly stroke her back and gently kiss her forehead. "I am right here, Dany. I have told you before, I am not going anywhere without you."
She lifts her head and leans over me, slowly joining our lips with a small smile on her lips.
"I thought...I was scared Jon...I was afraid you wouldn't wake up...that you would leave me alone..." She whispers, her voice weak and fragile.
I kiss her again. "Never Dany."
She smiles at me. "When this is all over...when we have defeated the dead...taken the seven Kingdoms and put everything in motion...I want to travel around Westeros with you...I want to explore the world...I want to see the world...I want to fix it all."
"I would love that, Dany." I whisper laying another kiss on her lips.
I then make my first mistake, I try and wrap my right arm around her, only to have a flare of pain soar through me, making me groan.
She sits up, worry written all over her face. "Whats- Oh, your shoulder. Are you alright?" she asks.
I nod and look at my injury, annoyed that I had managed to break it. Someone had put a cast over it to hold it in place. This was my sword arm...
"Jon? Your ok right?" Dany asks, her tone telling me how scared she is. I turn my head back to her and offer a reassuring smile.
"Of course...your here."
Finally, the sight I had been looking to see appears. Her smile lights up her entire face, causing me to smile...I swear she could make a whole room smile if she wanted too...
Her arms suddenly wrap around my neck as she embraces me tightly, I take a deep breath and inhale the smell of Daenerys Targaryen, she smells like saltwater and firewood. Plus of course her own unique smell I am yet to identity that I swear makes me want to lick her skin.
We stay in that embrace, she slowly relaxes into me and our breaths and heartbeat become one. My hand rests on her growing belly after several minutes.
"Your getting fatter Dany." I whisper with a cheeky smile.
She lifts her head slowly and rolls her eyes. She then smacks me and I see her fighting a smile. "Its your fault." She says narrowing her eyes at me.
"I didn't say I regretted it. I can't wait for her to be born." I tease.
She scowls and lays on my side, resting her head on my shoulder and hand on my chest.
"Do you have any more stories?" She whispers.
I chuckle softly. "Hmmmm, depends really."
"Depends on what?" she asks with a cute smile.
"Whether or not you want to hear more stories about yourself." I answer and sigh happily when she giggles.
"Well its up to you, just I really want to hear a story...make one up." She whispers and I notice her eyes closing. I pull up the furs and she snuggles into me.
"Ok...make one up...hmmm....Love story? Battle story-"
"Love." she whispers.
"Tragic or happy ending?" I whisper back.
"Happy..." she whispers.
"Ok, there is a Princess, she is known as the most beautiful woman in all the lands. She is set to marry a prince, the son of The King with the biggest army in all the lands. It seems almost perfect. The Prince wants nothing more then to marry the princess...but the Princess does not feel the same...she wants to run away...she doesn't want to be a princess anymore...she wants to live..she wants to explore the world...and she can't do that if she marries the prince. But she doesn't have much choice as her father is a scary man, demanding her to do this."
I take a deep breath. "Two weeks before the The King and his Prince are too arrive in her castle, she walks along the snow, the white flakes resting on her hair, one of them landing directly on her nose. For the first time since she found out about the marriage, she laughs, the sound pulls many ears, but none continue to look, except one."
Dany hums softly. "Keep going."
"The one who continues to look is the Sword trainer, he is a low born, but he is known as the best swordsmen in the lands. He gazes at the princess, her beauty intriguing him. But he doesn't want to love someone for their looks, so he turns away, also knowing she is betrothed to another. He turns back to hacking at his dummy's as the princess turns to look at him, the man she has secretly falling in love with from a distance, she cannot contain the feeling she gets as she watches him swing his mighty sword through the dummy, his muscles glistening in sweat."
Dany scoffs softly. I smile at her, her eyes still closed and continue. "The trainer turns as if sensing her gaze, their eyes meeting for the first time, The Princess cannot explain the feeling that pulls on her very soul, she needs to be in his arms. She needs to be. The Trainer smiles at her and walks away, trying to ignore the pull to walk over and press his lips against her sweet supple ones..."
I hear how Dany's breath has changed. I look down and see that she is now asleep, I kiss her forehead and close my eyes.
"Little does the trainer know...the princess planned to run away with him. She had a plan to get him to notice her, get him to fall in love..." I whisper and see a slight smile grace her lips.
"I will finish the story later then..." I whisper before dozing off myself.
A/N: Little bit of a different chapter...hope you enjoyed!
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Fire Meets Ice
FanficAfter Daenerys climbed on Drogon narrowly escaping the Sons Of The Harpy, her dragon takes her to castle black where Jon has just been killed.