Ella Snow and her twin brother are outsiders in the house of their father, Lord Eddard Stark. Ella has no one else in the world, except her brother Jon. Join Ella on her journey as she uncovers truths that could destroy her and those she loves.
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Ella, Ser Davos, and her brother decided to stroll around Dragonstone. Daenerys departed for a secret mission that morning, along with Tyrion and her Dothraki soldiers. The Snow twins had nothing but time on their hands and decided to use this time to chat without the Dragon Queen.
"What do you think of her?" Davos asked as they strolled down the stony pathway, leading to the beaches. Ella smiled to herself, enjoying the warmer climate and blue ocean as beams of sunlight reflected off the water.
"Who?" Jon asked dumbfounded.
"I believe you know of whom I speak," Davos sighed.
"I think she has a good heart," Jon said simply.
"A good heart? That's not what you've been staring at when you see her," Ella teased her brother.
"There's no time for that, Ella," Jon scoffed. "You and I have both seen the Night King. We've looked into his bright blue eyes. Tell me sister, how many men do we have in the North to fight him? Ten thousand? Less?"
"Fewer," Davos mumbled.
"What?" Jon questioned his advisor.
"Speaking of good heart," Davos changed the subject. Their eyes landed on the queen's advisor, Missandei. Ella never had the chance to speak to the girl, but she seemed kind enough.
"Missandei of Naath," Davos greeted the shy girl.
"Ser Davos," Missandei replied. "Lord Snow, Lady Snow."
"It's King Snow, isn't it? No, that doesn't sound right. King Jon, perhaps?" Davos corrected the young girl.
"It doesn't matter," Jon sighed.
"Forgive me, but may I ask a question?" Missandei inquired
The Snow twins nodded in unison, urging the girl to continue. "Your father was Ned Stark, but you both have the last name Snow?"
"We're bastards," Ella said plainly. The lone wolf noticed the confusion spread across her face. "Our father and mother weren't married."
"Is the custom different in Naath?" Davos inquired.
"We don't have marriage in Naath, so the concept of a bastard doesn't exist," she informed the trio.
"That sounds liberating," Davos smiled at the twins. Ella nodded, agreeing with the older man. If only Westeros could be so kind to children who are born out of marriage, and not be punished for the mistakes of their parents.
Jon scrunched up his face as Ella quickly changed the subject. "So, Missandei, if you don't mind me asking, what made you leave your country?"
"I was stolen away by slavers," she informed the trio.
"Oh," Ella said in a surprised tone. "I'm truly sorry."
"If I may," Davos spoke up, "how did a slave girl come to advise Daenerys Targaryen?"
"She bought me from my master and set me free," Missandei of Naath replied.
Ella was shocked to learn of Daenerys' kind deed. Maybe the Dragon Queen wasn't so bad after all.
"That was very kind of her," Ella smiled slightly. "What made you stay and serve her now?"
"I serve Daenerys because I want to serve her. I believe in her, like you believe in Jon Snow." Missandei said proudly.
"And if you wanted to sail home to Naath tomorrow?" Jon asked.
"Then she would give me a ship and wish me good fortunes," Missandei said.
"And you believe that?" Jon asked, not truly believing anything Missandei said.
"I know it," Missandei stated, defending her best friend and queen. "All of us who came here from Essos, we believe in her. She's not our queen because she's the daughter of some king we never knew. She's the queen we chose. Much like your people chose you, if I remember correctly."
Ser Davos turned to the Snow twins, sending them a small smile. "Will you forgive me if I switch sides, then?"
Ella chuckled at the Onion Knight's comment. The lone wolf's respect grew a little bit more after seeing Missandei's faith in the woman. Daenerys Targaryen may be the daughter of the man who killed her family, but maybe she wasn't like the rest of her ancestors. Maybe there was good in her, and maybe she was what this country needed.
Bells rang in the distance, causing Ella to break her train of thought. She turned her head from Missandei, only to see a single ship in the harbor of Dragonstone.
"Is that a Greyjoy ship?" Jon asked.
Ella felt her heart begin to race at the mention of that name. There was a small chance that Theon Greyjoy was on board. The man who betrayed her brother and was the cause of his downfall. She pursed her lips as she looked to her brother. He bore the same expression as the lone wolf, and together, they dashed towards the shore.
Ella came to a halt as the Greyjoy men waded through the water, dragging their small ship to shore. Jon caught up to his sister, both locking eyes with the younger Greyjoy. Both of their faces remained stoic as Theon stood in shock seeing Jon and Ella Snow at Dragonstone.
"Jon? Ella?" Theon spoke. "I didn't expect you two to be here."
Theon bowed his head and looked away. Ella was the first to step forward, sinking into the sand with each step she took towards the cowardly man.
"Sansa, is she all right?" Theon asked after a minute of silence.
The Greyjoy lad stepped forward, close enough for Ella to grab him. The small girl grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. She pulled back one fist, balling it up before punching him in the throat. Theon wrapped his hands around his neck, gasping for air after the small girl knocked the air out of his lungs.
Jon stepped forward, grabbing Theon by the collar once again. He pulled him close and glared at him for a while. Theon dropped his head, afraid that Jon would kill him.
"What you did for her," Jon snarled, "is the only reason why I'm not killing you."
"We heard your uncle attacked your fleet," Davos spoke to Theon as Jon released him. "We thought you were dead."
"I should be," Theon exhaled.
"And your sister?" Davos asked, noticing the missing Greyjoy.
"Euron has her," Theon replied. "That's why I'm here. I came to ask the queen to help me get her back."
"The queen is gone," Ella snapped.
"Where did she go?" He questioned the queen's whereabouts.
"That doesn't concern you," Ella snarled.
She glared at the man one last time before rushing away. The small girl didn't slow down until she reached her chamber. She felt so much hatred towards the man who betrayed her brother, and yet, she couldn't bring herself to cry. He did the noble thing by saving Sansa, and Ella knew in her heart that she would have to forgive Theon at some point.
