Dragons Destiny

Chapter 13: Don't Tread On Me

'Never begins it, never for once engaged. Never surrenders, showing the fangs of rage.' -MetallicA/ The Black Album

Dragonstone was a flurry of activity as the ships that returned were busy offloading civilians, all heard the roar of the dragons as Drogon and Rhaegal touched down on the island. Dany dismounted first, Jon was making his way off Rhaegal but Arya seemed to struggle; the adrenaline had worn off and she was now feeling the pain from her fight with the Mountain. She slipped and fell but fortunately Jon caught her before she hit the ground still wincing in pain when he caught her.

Jon looked at her with worry as he helped her to her feet "You said you were fine but you don't look it."

Arya scoffed as the pain pulsed through her body "Well if you got crushed by the Mountain you'd be hurting like all Hells too!"

"It seems you're just as reckless as your brother." laughed Dany as she approached them.

"Aye maybe but at least I'm not one to brood." Arya couldn't help a snorting laugh while Jon gave Dany his best scowl but didn't hide his smile. 'These two are going to be trouble, Gods help us all.' he thought with a bit of a laugh.

He shook his head as they started walking towards the castle "Very funny but I'd still like Sam to look you over, even you can't deny that you'll have to take it easy for a bit."

Arya rolled her eyes "Alright fine if it'll please you Your Grace."

"You know that title doesn't mean anything anymore." retorted Jon.

Arya a moment to glance behind her before speaking, the fires were still burning brightly in the night and could be seen from Dragonstone "I suppose you're right, so what happens now?"

"The difficult part, the wheel is broken yes but there must be a semblance of order, we'll have to call all the Lords of Westeros together." Dany answered.

Arya nodded "With the throne gone there still needs to be some sort of governing body, you have any ideas?"

Dany pursed her lips "A few perhaps, we'll have to gather everyone together and discuss things tomorrow."

"Your Graces!" called out the voice of Gendry Baratheon who was nearly knocked over by the white blur of Ghost. The direwolf skidded to a stop and sat down next to Dany wagging his tail, something everyone seemed oblivious to as Gendry approached them.

Giving Ghost a pat, Dany addressed Gendry "How is everything going with the people?"

"Smoothly, we've seen that the sick and those with injury are tended to first, we're also working on distributing food to everyone as well; I don't think they've had proper meals for Gods know how long." Gendry replied.

He then looked to Arya "You alright?"

Arya nodded, masking herself as best she could through the pain "Aye I'm fine, took quite the effort but the Mountain is dead."

Gendry nodded turning to Daenerys "I assume Cersei is as well?"

"Yes along with the throne itself." she answered.

"So...who rules Westeros now?" asked Gendry.

Jon answered him "Tomorrow we'll meet to discuss that, the people come first, how many ships have returned?"

Gendry nodded in agreement, put the people first "All except Iron Dragon have returned but I suspect they'll arrive shortly."

"Good we should see to them and make sure they have proper shelter as well." added Dany.