Life After Death

Doubts

MEEREN

"This is exactly why I did not want to tell you." Jon sat on the edge of the bed and held his forehead. He told her everything that Sam told him. About the Red Priestesses and her daughter's role. All the assumptions and Dany reacted exactly in the way he expected. She got nervous and started to worry. She got up from the bed and walked up and down in the room. She glanced at Missandei, who was sleeping in her cradle. She knew she can't raise her voice. She shook her head and walked out to the balcony. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Jon waited a couple of minutes, then went after her. She looked beautiful, how the wind blew her hair and as the moon illuminated her, making her dress transparent. She was really perfect in every way. He stepped closer and placed his arms around her body. She shuddered suddenly.
"She is safe. I trust them." Jon whispered to her.
"What if you are wrong?" Dany was staring at the distance. 
"Trust me, Dany. Please" 
She lowered her head, then turned to him. 
"So this is why you did not let Nesera take care of our daughter tonight, right?" she frowned.
"More or less. But I did not lie when I told you, I wanted to spend the night with you. With you and our daughter." 
"But you don't trust them," Dany stated and walked to the railing. "And meanwhile you expect me to trust them. This is a bit controversial, don't you think?" she turned to him and there was so much fire in her eyes. 
"I am confused too. I want to believe everything that Sam found out is wrong, and ... It is hard to believe for me too. I just don't want you to judge hastily. Maybe we are all wrong and..."
"I knew it from the beginning I can't trust in Lilyanna. I've told you several times." she hissed. 
"To be honest, right now I trust her more than Nesera." Jon decided to be honest with her. She frowned and staring at his face. 
"What?" Dany couldn't believe what he just said. 
"She ... was not sent by them. She ... I don't think she is able to hurt a child. I ..."
"As I see you got to know each other pretty well." Dany made a face. 
"Do not start this." Jon shook his head. "See... this is why I did not want to tell you. Because you are intense and headlong and you don't even wanna hear what I'm telling you." Jon spread his arms. 
"I want to keep my daughter in save." she stepped closer to him "And if anyone poses a little danger to her, that person can't be near anymore," she told straight to his face. 
"I want the same." He grabbed her arms "but I don't think ... sending them away is a good idea. Not now. Not yet. Not until we are sure." he sighed. 
"Maybe you were right." Dany took a deep breath "there is no time for a wedding now. Not until we can't even trust those who are close to us." she frowned, then walked back to the room. Jon leaned against the railings. He did not want that. He did not want to lie to her, but she was not easy to handle. Not even usually, and now she was more intense, and more driven by her emotions, than her brain. 

KING'S LANDING

In the morning Bran sent for Sansa. She had no idea what he wants but at least after days of silence, he wanted to talk with her. She was worried about him. There were no signs of Daenerys or her army. Nothing threatened the kingdom... only the hunger and dissatisfaction, and even the soldiers became more impatient. They have families who they left behind in the North. For nothing. Bran was waiting for her in the room where they usually held the council meetings. She knocked, then entered. Podrick, Brienne and Bronn were there. They were sitting around the table. She walked inside but she was confused. She thought Bran wanted to talk with her as his sister... but it seemed she was wrong.
"Where is Tyrion?" she asked quietly when she looked around.
"He has other things to do. And we don't need him on this topic." Bran answered so coldly, then shown to a chair with his hand. "Sit down sister, please."
Sansa noticed Brienne is avoided to look at her. That was weird.
"What is going on? Is it about the war? Did it start? Did they attack us?" 
"No. The war is still coming and we want to secure our strength to repel the attack." Bran told her. "And in this, I need your help."
"I am here. With more than half of the northern army.  What else can I do for you?" Sansa raised her voice a bit.
"If you remember, our father told us many times, we have to make sacrifices for our people, if we want to be great leaders of the North. It is true for the kingdom too. We have to be sure, we can keep our people save and that is only possible in one way." Bran reported facts. "I want you to marry Quentin Martell."
"What?" Sansa jumped up from the chair. She shocked. 
"Sit back, please," Bran told her. 
"No! No, I don't." she raised his voice. She looked around. Bronn clearly doesn't give a fuck about it, Podrick just stood behind Bran, meanwhile, Brienne was staring at the table and curled her fingers. "And I don't marry him. Where the hell did the idea come from?" 
"Strongest alliance made by marriage. We need them, and their soldiers, and he wants you in return. So you'll marry him."
"Maybe you forget my dear brother, I am here because we are a family. Not because of the North. The North doesn't belong to your Six Kingdoms, so I don't owe you with anything." she explained to him. 
"And you forget, I gave the freedom to the North and I can take it back." he raised his eyes at her. "And if it is not a good reason. Think about Arya. She is still locked, somewhere in Essos. Tortured and if we lose she'll die." he rolled closer to Sansa "Is that good enough to accept the proposal?"
"How do I know it is true? All things that you said to us." she made a face. She did not scare him anymore. That was too much, the thing he wanted to sell her to a southern man, and threatened her ... she realized she doesn't even know him anymore. Everyone was staring at them by now. Even Bronn raised his head. 
"I am starting to feel like you are turning against me, my dear sister and I don't recommend it. You have one day to think about it. You can leave now." while he was looking into her eyes Sansa spotted something evil in him. Something darker ... she saw that earlier but never paid attention to it. She swallowed, then turned her back at them and slammed the door behind her. She did not want to cry in front of them, but when she entered her room, she burst into tears immediately. She had to find a way to know the truth... and Tyrion is the only one who she can trust. 

MEEREN

"Where is she?" Daenerys bumped into Jon when she opened her bedroom door. It was difficult for her to fall asleep, then she was tossing and turning the whole night long... and now when she woke up, her daughter was not in her cradle. After the things Jon said to her yesterday night, she immediately thought the worst. 
"I thought you are still sleeping," Jon answered so calmly. He held her hand and guided her back to the bedroom. 
"Where is Missandei?" Daenerys asked him again.
"I gave her to the Red Priestesses to be prepared for the sacrifice," he answered and staring at her face. He tried to take a serious face, but his mouth smiled a second later. 
"Do you think you are funny?" Dany made a face. 
"She is with Davos, and a dozen of unsullied, including Grey Worm. So she is safe." Jon sighed and pulled her closer. "After those things, I told you, I do not ask you to trust them. Just me. And you've told me several times, that you trust in me. If you really do, then do not do anything with this information. Not until we are sure." 
"But..." Dany took a deep breath, but Jon cut her. 
"I've already questioned them. They knew we have doubts about them, and if they fail in any way, we get to know it. No, our daughter, cannot be alone with them anymore, but ... meanwhile, I feel we need them to defeat ... Bran." Jon tried to make her understand "Sam is still doing some research." 
"Fine." Dany nodded. "Be as you wish." 
"What?" Jon frowned. "You did say..." he wondered. Dany smiled a bit and lowered her head.
"Don't get used to it," she answered quietly and she placed her hand to his chest. 
"How did I deserve it?" Jon placed his hand around her waist and stepped closer to her. Leaned over her and their noses met. "You can still surprise me." he smiled and gave a gentle kiss to her lips. 
"What surprises you? That I am not as unbearable and stubborn as you think I am?" she asked him. 
"No, you are not. Not always." he teased her, between two kisses. Dany embraced him. "I think I owe you some ... kisses, which I could not give you at night." Jon smiled a bit.
"I am glad to hear it, Lord Snow." Dany giggled and they were walked towards the bed, meanwhile, their lips were stuck together. He laid over the bed with her, but then he stopped and looking into her eyes longingly. 

"Now, you are worried about me and the baby. Right?" Dany sighed.
"Are you sure you want it? I mean... if you don't feel well and..." Jon hesitated.
"Well... if you don't want to..." she tried to sat up on the bed, but Jon pulled her back. 
"You have no idea how much I want it." Jon was staring at her face, and she felt his breath on her lips. 
"Then why are you still talking?" Dany bit her lower lip and pierced his hair. "Just kiss me" he pulled his face close, and they deepen their kiss. They both wanted each other, starving for each other, and they felt they can spend less and less time together in the past few days. Now it was time for them, to enjoy each other. If only for hours. Jon's hands were sliding up on her leg, under her dress and he almost reached her sex with his fingers. Daenerys was looking into his eyes, and even her eyes were smiling. She felt how his fingers pressed to her clit, and she squeezed his hair a bit. Jon adored her. And after many months together... it seemed they finally learn how to work together in everything. They were not just lovers anymore but real alliance in everything. 
"Please" Dany moaned voluptuously to his ear, she wanted to feel him inside her. First his fingers, then his tongue, then his hard sex. She wanted to forget the world for some minutes, and Jon was the only one who able to do it. He watched her face at the moment when he trusts two of his fingers into her wet and warm pussy. She closed her eyes, and her whole body was shaking. "YES!" 
"Quieter" he whispered to her, and added one more finger, and Dany not that would have been quieter... she screamed his name in pleasure. Loudly. He fastened his moves, but her next moan was suppressed by a howl. They both turned to the direction of the balcony, and it was not hard to spot Drogon in the air for a second. Jon did not understand, and he just frowned, meanwhile Dany got up from the bed immediately, and adjusted her dress. She went to the balcony. She had never heard that sound from Drogon... and she just hoped that he is not injured. She can't lose him...