To Train A Bad-Ass
By Stargatesg1fan1 Disclaimer: I own nothing of any recognized characters or universes within.
Women Bonded to Harry Potter in This Story
Ros is Played by Esme Bianco Leaf is Played by Kae Alexander Ygritte is Played by Rose Leslie Missandei is Played by Nathalie Emmanuel Daenerys 'Daeny' Targaryen is Played by Emilia Clarke
Chapter 13
Kings Landing
"It seems I visited the Lannister brothel by mistake," Prince Oberyn Martell of Dorne said as he walked out of a brothel beside Tyrion.
The Dornish contingent had been invited to Kings Landing by the Lannisters to discuss a possible alliance. Oberyn had come not because they actually hoped for an alliance but because he thought it might give him a chance for revenge. The Martells were also in discussions with Renly Baratheon.
"The brothels here take all kinds," Tyrion said. "My nephew is grateful you traveled here for his wedding."
"Let us speak truth here. Joffrey is insulted," Oberyn said. "I am only the second son after all."
"If we're speaking truth I must ask you if you have heard what is stirring in the north?" Tyrion asked.
"Do you mean the raven sent from Maester Aemon Targaryen at Castle Black about the Others stirring in the north?" Oberyn asked.
"That is what I speak of," Tyrion confirmed.
"Word did reach me on my way here. It is the position of my brother that Maester Aemon has lost his mind," Oberyn admitted. "Why bring that up?"
"Because I would advise against taking that position," Tyrion said surprising Oberyn. "I have journeyed to the Wall myself and met Maester Aemon along with many of those in the night's watch. I can assure you that Maester Aemon though not sound in body is quite sound in mind."
"I find the Others hard to believe," Oberyn admitted.
"I would find them equally hard to believe if I hadn't met a child of the forest recently," Tyrion said.
"Prove it," Oberyn challenged. "Perhaps I could be of assistance," Rosetta said as she appeared.
"Rosetta," Tyrion said with surprise. "Prince Oberyn, this is Rosetta. She is the child of the forest I met."
"I believe I could help Tyrion best prove the validity of the claims," Rosetta said. "Let us go somewhere more conducive to this discussion."
Rosetta held out her hands in a clear sign for the two men to grasp on. When they did so they felt her hands. It was actually Leaf wearing the illusion of Rosetta they were holding onto. One moment they were in Kings Landing and the next they were in the North just North of the Wall. Oberyn was only freezing for a moment before he felt himself warm up.
"Thank you for the warming magic Rosetta," Tyrion said.
"You're welcome," Rosetta said. "This is the scene that occurred a short distance from here not long ago." An illusion appeared of a scene that played out between Samwell and the white walker. "That is a white walker. That is Samwell Tarly stabbing it with a dragon glass dagger. He only got that strike in because the white walker didn't know he had a dragon glass dagger. It can kill them. Regular steel would shatter against them. Only dragon glass and Valyrian steel is effective against them."
"So the boy got in a lucky hit," Oberyn said. "How many more White Walkers exist?"
"Several hundred by our estimate. They are led by a single powerful leader known as the Night King. He was the first of his kind. The problem is getting through the horde of wights they control. They've been gathering dead since the last time they were faced," Rosetta said.
"So they've been harvesting the wildlings for millennia to grow their army," Tyrion noted.
"Yes. This is why it is imperative that the living south of the wall not exhaust themselves in warfare. You have wondered why Renly Baratheon holds back and doesn't attack Kings Landing Tyrion," Rosetta said.
"You're saying it is for that very reason?" Tyrion asked.
"Yes. My people are advising the high lords of Westeros whenever possible to avoid warfare," Rosetta explained.
"Does that include my father?" Tyrion asked.
"Your family is unique. Out of all of your family only you and perhaps your brother can be made to see reason. Your brother is a changed man after what we have shown him. Your father is a monster. The things he has done and would do are beyond redemption," Rosetta said.
"On that we can agree," Oberyn said.
"I also agree," Tyrion said surprising Oberyn. At Oberyn's surprised look he added, "He recently told me that he contemplated carrying me into the sea and drowning me when I was born. The only reason he didn't was family. My father is obsessed with the idea of legacy and how history will portray him."
"I see. I will advise my brother about this situation," Oberyn said.
"Revenge will only bring about your death if you try to take it too quickly. You should know that Tywin Lannister did not order what befell your sister and her child. He only approved of it when he found out after the fact. The Mountain had already done the deed when he found out. I know that is small comfort," Rosetta said.
"Why did you say child instead of children?" Tyrion asked having picked up on that fact.
"The Aegon Targaryen the Martells were led to believe Elia bore was not in fact her son. He was a babe that played the role of Rhaegar's heir. In truth only Rhaenys was Elia's child. Elia was not strong enough to bore another child. But Rhaeger realized a crown prince who couldn't produce an heir was useless. Rhaegar and Elia knew the mad king would get rid of Elia possibly through an assassin should this knowledge be revealed to him. So they came up with the ruse of a fake Aegon. Meanwhile Rhaegar and Elia came up with another plan. It was actually Elia's idea. Targaryen Kings can take more than one wife. Who would stop them. So together Rhaegar and Elia picked out his second wife," Rosetta explained.
"Lyanna Stark," Tyrion realized. "Why would they kidnap and rape the girl to get an heir?" Oberyn asked. "They didn't," Tyrion said with realization. "Are you saying Lyanna went willingly?"
"The kidnapping ruse was only supposed to be temporary. It couldn't be explained as to the need for Rhaegar to take a second wife without exposing that the first Aegon was a false Targaryen. They weren't going to make the public aware of the ruse until after Lyanna successfully bore a son. But she was actually married to Rhaegar when that happened," Rosetta explained.
"You're saying she did bear him a son?" Oberyn asked.
"Yes. I will not reveal to you his identity at this time. But we are keeping an eye on him. He will be the rightful king," Rosetta explained.
"How did the whole rebellion happen?" Tyrion asked.
"Brandon Stark, the heir to Winterfell, and his father Lord Rickard went to Kings Landing as I'm sure you know. Lyanna would have revealed the truth had she been given the time. The only people who knew the truth were Elia, Rhaegar, and Lyanna. Lyanna was in the tower of joy heavily pregnant. Elia happened to be sick that day but didn't hear of events until it was too late. She didn't regularly attend Aerys' court. Rhaeger was traveling between the tower and court when it happened. By that point things had escalated too far. After the Mad King killed the Starks nothing short of war would satisfy them. Robert Baratheon didn't allow Rhaegar to get a word in at the Trident," Rosetta explained.
"How do you know all of this?" Tyrion asked.
"There is a powerful greenseer who is our ally we call the Three-Eyed-Raven or Brynden for short since that was his birth name," Rosetta answered.
The men were stunned by these revelations. "You have given us much to think about Lady Rosetta," Tyrion said.
"I can see that. I will return you to where I found you for you to think about this," Rosetta said as she held out her hand.
The men were soon back in Kings Landing discussing what they had just learned.
South of the Wall
"You don't seem overly worried," Ygritte noted of her lover as she lay with him beneath their furs that night.
"I'm not. Mance and the children have already started bringing the idea of joining the seven kingdoms to the free folk. But the clan leaders are resistant to the idea," Harry explained.
"Doesn't that worry you? I mean a group of Thenns showed up today. That isn't a good sign," Ygritte pointed out.
"The Thenn left before the discussions broke out. If it comes down to it the children will take action to prevent the free folk from being consumed by the Others. They have ways to persuade the clan leaders. They just don't like to use them if possible," Harry admitted.
Harry was of course speaking of the imperius curse. He could use that method. But he didn't
prefer it. It was a last resort. Before that route was chosen they may even use magic to intimidate the clean heads.
"The children are really powerful," Ygritte said. "That they are," Harry agreed.
Ygritte fell asleep in the arms of her lover satisfied after the sex they had just had and learning the children had things in hand.
Theon woke up in another cold sweat as the dream-vision ended. He had just experienced more of Ramsay Snow's perversions. Ramsay had taken his hounds, his current fuck toy Myranda, and the creature Theon had become known as Reek. Theon shuddered at the image of the broken cock-less creature Ramsay had turned him into through torture. The most disturbing part was the prey they had hunted. Tansy was the blond girl who had been Ramsay's former fuck toy until Tansy had made Myranda jealous. So Ramsay and Myranda hunted Tansy with bow and hounds. Watching Tansy be torn apart by hounds after Myranda had put an arrow through the back of the blonde's leg was something that would stick with Theon until the day he died.
Tyrion woke from a nightmarish dream-vision that broke his heart. In the dream-vision he had made himself hurt Shae verbally to get her to leave him. Varys had warned that Tyrion that Shae had been spotted entering Tyrion's chambers. So, Shae had been sent across the sea to Essos or so Tyrion had ordered. Shae didn't want to go. Tyrion had verbally crushed her to get her to go.
"What is it?" Shae asked when she woke next to him to find Tyrion with such a look of loss on his face.
"I lost you in the latest dream-vision," Tyrion said.
"I died?" Shae asked with concern.
"No," Tyrion replied before telling her what had happened.
"This world is a much kinder one than that world. And it's all thanks to the children. But it is still very dangerous. Perhaps we can figure out a way to make things safer," Shae suggested.
Tyrion was thoughtful for a few minutes before saying, "Gold speaks the loudest. When it comes to loyalty if anyone comes for you I can pay them off to let you go. I'll have to start storing up some of the gold I'm given for an allowance."
"Thank you my Lion," Shae said. "I love you."
"And I you," Tyrion admitted.
Shae proceeded to demonstrate that love sexually. Some time spent between Shae's thighs dispelled the lingering worry Tyrion had felt from the dream-vision.
"You make a beautiful queen," Daeny complimented as they watched the marriage ceremony between Margaery and Joffrey in the latest dream-vison the three ladies shared.
"You do," Sansa agreed. "Jon will be very pleased. It's unfortunate your beauty is wasted on Joffrey."
"Very unfortunate," Margaery agreed. "I would much rather it was Jon."
The three ladies watched the ceremony and the reception after. They watched the Margaery in that other world startle when Joffrey through coins at the minstrels who were playing a song Margaery had been enjoying sending the singers off.
"He really is completely inattentive to your wishes," Daeny noted. "It's because he is so self-absorbed," Sansa suggested.
"He would make a horrid king," Margaery said. "I doubt even I could temper his behaviors." The reception was filled with opportunities Joffrey took advantage of to verbally torment Sansa and humiliate Tyrion. "Do you see what he is doing?" Margaery asked Sansa.
"Tyrion or Joffrey?" Sansa asked. "Tyrion," Daeny answered picking up on it as well.
"He's drawing Joffrey's attention away from you and back to himself taking the brunt of it. He really is a good man," Margaery said.
"Unfortunately that foolish Sansa doesn't realize it," Sansa said.
"You're young Sansa. And you weren't raised to recognize court politics and manipulations," Daeny assured Sansa.
Sansa realized she could have done far worse than Tyrion Lannister. The wedding reception was abruptly cut off.
"He's choking to death," Margaery realized first among the three. "Poison." "Yes," Daeny agreed.
The three ladies watched as Joffrey choked to death on a poison unable to get oxygen into his lungs.
"I know we should never enjoy the misfortune of others," Sansa said. "But that was satisfying to watch."
"It's only natural since you have watched him torture the other you," Margaery assured.
Then suddenly the dream-vision changed. Something felt different about this one. They were watching the royals in kings landing have breakfast. Joffrey was taking a drink from his goblet. The three ladies immediately noticed as Joffrey began choking in a scene very close to what they had just watched.
"We've never been shown the same thing happening twice before," Sansa pointed out. "What is going on?"
"That would be because what you have been shown before are visions of another world. This is a vision of this world," Leaf said from the behind the three.
"Leaf," Daeny said with surprise.
"Your grace," Leaf greeted. "Ladies, for those who haven't met me I am Leaf."
"It's a pleasure to meet you," Margaery greeted.
"It is," Sansa agreed.
"Someone had Joffrey assassinated?" Daeny questioned.
"Yes. This happened a short while ago. It appears some things won't be changing. It is fortunate that it is something nobody except some of the Lannisters will cry over," Leaf said.
"This is the first vision of ours you have appeared in," Daeny noted. "Why is that?"
"We felt it was time to explain to you the purpose of these shared dream-visions," Leaf explained.
"Oh good. That would be very helpful to know," Margaery said. Sansa and Daeny nodded their agreement.
"First let me reveal a little more about Jon Targaryen without giving away too many of his secrets which aren't mine to share. We children of the forest and our ally the three-eyed-raven who many call Brynden because it is easier to say have magics at our disposal. Greenseeing allows us to see into the past, the present, and potential futures. What we have been showing
you is the future that would have been if Jon Targaryen hadn't displayed a uniqueness in our world. That uniqueness is a power in his blood that should be spread. It would be spread through his children. The more his uniqueness is spread the better," Leaf explained.
"You wish us to bear his children and help us spread his uniqueness without even telling us what it is? That's a lot to ask of a mother," Margaery pointed out.
"I agree. But I fully expect you will learn of his uniqueness before it comes time to bare his children," Leaf assured.
Daeny suspected the uniqueness spoken of was a potent magic. "Is this uniqueness due to his Valyrian heritage?" Sansa asked.
"It is not," Leaf assured. "His Valyrian heritage makes him rare. But Daeny here shares the same heritage. His uniqueness makes him the best hope we believe to defeat the Others."
"I see," Margaery said. "So obviously you want him to spread his blood as much as possible. Siring children upon many different women helps so there isn't so much inbreeding. What is the purpose of these shared visions?"
"Quite simply for you to get to know one another. Brynden and I have been looking at potential matches for Jon. Already he is having his physical needs met by a wildling named Ygritte, myself, a former prostitute named Ros, and one other who I won't name at this time," Ygritte explained. "You ladies have been identified as good candidates. But this situation will work best if a friendship is developed."
Daeny suspected the unnamed woman was Missandei. "You intend for him to take a former prostitute as a wife?" Margaery asked.
"No. Not every woman who bares him children will become a wife," Leaf assured. "Some women such as Ros will fill different roles. Officially we envision a place in her household as a body-servant for Jon. But in reality there will be other servants to fill those roles. Ros' only duty will be to the physical needs of Jon and any of his wives who wish it. Ros is equally into women as men. Though that is only an option, not something forced."
"I see," Margaery said. "When will we meet Jon in person?"
"That is unknown at this time. He is busy dealing with events in the North where the situation with the Others is developing," Leaf answered.
"The sex we experience in our dreams. Is that really Jon we are with?" Sansa asked.
"It is Jon's mind you are connecting with. Sex in person with him is so much better. But the sex is a way for you to get to know one another and partially satisfy some needs until you meet him
in the flesh," Leaf said. "I believe I have answered many questions and left you much to think about. Farewell."
Leaf vanished. "That was rather abrupt," Margaery noted.
"You get used to it," Daeny said. "The children come and go as they please. But I do find them generally very helpful."
"Quite," Margaery agreed.
Cersei had again accused Tyrion of murdering her son despite the actual facts. Cersei usually got her way. Tyrion was taken into custody.
It turned out that Joffrey's assassin was none other than the bumbling drunken knight Ser Dontos Hollard. But Dontos was only a tool wielded by Petyr Baelish. Littlefinger was leaving the capitol to marry Lysa Arryn. Baelish recognized the cruelty and burgeoning insanity in Joffrey. A boy like that couldn't be allowed to remain king. Baelish had actually reached out to Olenna Tyrell seeking an alliance in exchange for killing Joffrey. Olenna wasn't in on the secret that Renly served Jon Targaryen. She saw Joffrey as an obstacle to her granddaughter's husband taking the iron throne. So naturally she agreed to Littlefinger's proposal. Tommen was to become the next king in King's Landing. Tywin immediately began advising his more docile grandson. Tommen would be a king in name only. Tywin was the real power behind the throne.
The Wall
"Sam," Harry greeted as Sam opened the door to his room.
Gilly had been using Sam's room until Sam had returned with Harry's magic keeping her hidden.
"Jon. When did you get back?" Sam said with surprise before pulling the other man into a brotherly hug.
"I'm not officially back. I'm actually still embedded in with a group of free folk just south of the wall. The children are working on convincing Mance's army to come through the wall peacefully. The children are hiding my presence here. Maester Aemon, Lord Stark, and a select few others know I'm here visiting," Jon explained.
"That sounds dangerous," Sam said, worried for his friend.
"It can be. But the children have my back," Harry said. "Let's go for a walk and catch up."
"Sure," Sam said as he looked back at Gilly.
"Go. I'll be alright," Gilly said.
Sam nodded and left with his friend. Gilly was surprised when Leaf became visible in the room.
"Hello Gilly," Leaf greeted as she came over and sat on the bed. The child of the forest began playing with little Sam, the baby. "I wanted to talk to you."
"What about?" Gilly asked.
"About you and Sam," Leaf said. "He's smitten with you."
"What does smitten mean?" Gilly asked.
"It means he wants to make you his woman. But he doesn't understand the ways of the free folk. He's also painfully shy. He has never been with a woman you see," Leaf explained.
"I want to be with him. He's very kind unlike Craster. What do I do?" Gilly asked. "Waking him up with his cock in your mouth is always a good way," Ros said from the doorway. "I've never done that before," Gilly admitted. "I can teach you," Ros assured.
"Before this devolves into a lesson on how to please a man I just wanted to tell you one more thing," Leaf said as she stood. "A father putting a child in his daughter isn't something we approve of," She said sadly as she looked down at baby Sam. "The children that result are at no fault. Nor are you Gilly. Craster got what he deserved. But we don't feel little Sam should suffer. He should have a proper father. Sam could be that father. We worked a magic on Little Sam that made it so he is half Samwell. Samwell Tarly is his real father. If you should decide at some point to marry Samwell, little Sam will be his legitimate heir. Ros can explain this further to you. But Sam never took the vows of the Night's Watch."
Leaf left. Gilly asked Ros a lot of questions. Samwell would be having a really good day the next morning.
Kings Landing
Rosetta appeared in Tyrion's cell to the man's surprise. "Hello Rosetta," Tyrion greeted. "Hello Tyrion," Rosetta greeted. She waved her hand and caused food and wine to appear before him. "Thank you," Tyrion said gratefully as he came forward and dug in. "Jon is concerned about you Tyrion," Rosetta said.
"I can't see why that would be," Tyrion said sarcastically between bites. "My sister only wants me dead. My father seems determined to help her."
"Even now they are assembling the judging panel and trying to align witnesses against you. They are paying people to testify against you even if you've never met them in your life. Demand a trial by combat. We'll see to it that your champion prevails," Rosetta urged.
"I can do that," Tyrion agreed gratefully. "Thank you. And tell Jon I said thank you."
"You're welcome. And I'll do that," Rosetta agreed.
And then she was gone. In her place was Shae.
"My Lion," Shae cried happily as she rushed over and embraced him. He hugged her back. When they finally drew back from that she asked, "Are you alright?"
"I am," Tyrion said. "Are you?"
"Of course," Shae said. "Rosetta came to me and gave me this bracelet," She explained as she held up a plain looking brown bracelet inscribed with runes. "She explained that it will take me to within several feet of you no matter where you are before returning me back to where it took me from when I want it to. It can also be used to make others not notice me."
"That's a powerful and rare gift," Tyrion said. "So rare I've never heard of something like it. We are truly fortunate indeed to have them as allies."
"I don't understand why they don't just get you out of here," Shae admitted. "I believe they want my name cleared," Tyrion said. "I just want to run away with you," Shae said.
"This way will work out. We will have to have faith in the children. They haven't let us down before," Tyrion said.
Shae nodded and said, "Let me see if I can't ease some of your worries for a time."
Shae kissed him and then proceeded to fuck him.
Near a Village Just South of the Wall
"I won't allow you to do it," Harry said as he stood in a group containing Orell, Tormund, Ygritte, Harry, and Styr the Magnar of the Thenns, their leader.
The group had been discussing raiding a nearby settlement for supplies. It was a common enough practice for wildlings. Styr was the one pushing it.
"You can't stop us boy," Styr said with a sneer. "I'll kill you and eat you." "You wouldn't succeed," Harry said. "Why aren't you saying anything Tormund?" Styr demanded of the man. "He speaks for the children of the forest," Tormund said. "You'd be a fool to challenge that." "I'm not afraid of him or his little forest spirit cunt," Styr declared.
Rosetta appeared next to Harry. Styr grabbed his weirwood spear and attacked. Harry had Longclaw out and parried the strike with the flat of the blade. Styr tried drawing back and thrusting again. Harry again parried the blow. Then he lashed out with the tip of Longclaw and drove it through Styr's throat. Styr's eyes widened in disbelief and he began choking as blood gurgled out of his mouth. Styr dropped to his knees dying as Harry drew black the bloody sword. Styr's men let out a cry and charged towards Harry. They never got the chance. Rosetta gestured with her right hand. All of the Thenn present rose up into the air a foot choking, gasping at their throats.
"You will either follow Jon or return north of the wall," Rosetta said in a dangerous voice. "If you challenge him I will kill you," She threatened. "I will be watching."
Then she vanished and the Thenns dropped to the ground able to breathe once more. "Are we going to have a problem?" Harry asked Jarl, the co-commander of the Thenns. Jarl looked at Styr's corpse and at the men around him before saying, "No."
"Good," Harry said. He glanced to Tormund and said, "We will be leaving the settlement alone."
"Aye," Tormund agreed. Ygritte had never been so hot for her man. "Fuck me Jon Snow," Ygritte whispered in his ear. Harry was indisposed for the next little while.
Grenn and Edd made it back to the Wall along with a force of the men who had been loyal to Jeor. The mutineers had fled in the face of the larger force loyal to Jeor. But they had taken Craster's daughter-wives with them. Most likely they would return to Craster's Keep after the other force had left.
Ned Stark was still deciding if he should ride north and kill all of the mutineers or just leave them to the wildling army descending on the wall.
Meereen
Daeny rode on her horse towards the gates of the city of Meereen which was flanked by massive stone harpy statues. The slave masters of the city gathered on the walls.
"Why only a single rider?" Daeny asked.
"This is a champion of Meereen who they want you to send your own champion against," Jorah explained.
The champion proceeded to dismount, pull out his cock, and start pissing while shouting in a foreign language. The masters of Meereen could be heard laughing from there.
"He says we are an army of men without cocks. He claims you are no woman at all but a man who hides his cock in his own asshole," Missandei translated.
"I would speak to the city of Meereen. But first this one will need to be silenced," Daeny said while pointing at the champion.
"I'll take care of it your grace," Harry said as he stepped forward.
If Daario was who she suspected he was then risking his life for this would be beyond foolish. But then again he seemed fairly confident. Perhaps the children were looking out for him.
"Very well Daario," Daeny agreed.
"May I borrow this Grey Worm?" Daario asked while gesturing towards Grey Worm's spear. "Yes," Daario agreed.
Missandei had been teaching him the common tongue. His accent was thick. But he knew the basic words.
"Thank you," Harry said as she accepted the spear. He proceeded to turn, focus on Meereen's champion, took two steps, and threw the spear. His telekinesis guided the missile that should never have been accurate at that distance. The spear sunk home in the chest of the man who still had his cock out. The obscenities the man had been shouting were abruptly cut off by a strangled cry as he dropped to the ground dying. "That takes care of that," Harry said.
There was stunned silence amongst the leaders of Daeny's group and among the Masters of Meereen.
"Impressive," Daeny said in a whisper.
In her mind this was further proof to Daeny that Daario was in fact Jon Targaryen. That was a throw that shouldn't be possible by a mortal man. Grey Worm barked out an order and one of the unsullied at the end of the line went to retrieve his spear.
"Now you can speak your grace," Leaf said in a whisper so that only Daeny and Missandei who was standing nearby could hear. "My magic will carry your voice to every ear."
Daeny began to speak saying in the tongue of Meereen, "My name is Daenerys Stormborn. Your masters have told you lies about me, or they may have told you nothing. It does not matter. I have nothing to say to them. I speak only to you. First, I went to Astapor. Those who were slaves in Astapor, now stand behind me, free. Next I went to Yunkai. Those who were slaves in Yunkai, now stand behind me, free. Now I have come to Meereen. I am not your enemy. Your enemy is beside you. Your enemy steals and murders your children. Your enemy has nothing for you but chains and suffering, and commands. I do not bring you commands. I bring you a choice. And I bring your enemies what they deserve. Forward."
Catapults were pushed forward. When they were in position Daeny gave the command to fire. The barrels that crashed into the walls of Meereen were loaded with slave collars which reigned down upon Meereen.
"Your image and words were carried to every person in Meereen regardless of if they were on the city walls or not," Rosetta announced as she made herself visible. "Such a powerful message deserves to be heard by many."
Daeny's image and words had also been conveyed to many locations in Westeros using the snitch-probes Harry had positioned there. Her words had been translated into the common tongue seamlessly. Her conviction was clear for all to see. The common folk in Kings Landing
saw it through a massive illusion projected over the city. Those at Castle Black could see it. Those in Winterfell could see it. Highgarden and all the other major cities could see it. Renly Baratheon's camp could see it. That day many in Westeros got to see the true Targaryen fire in action. When Daeny's three dragons let out a roar and took to the air those in Westeros either knew fear or were excited.
Meereen
The city fell within days. The slaves rose up within armed with swords the children of the forest (in other words Harry) smuggled into the city. They slew the masters in many cases. The remaining masters surrendered quickly. Watching crowds cheering for Daenerys as she ascended the streets to the pyramid in the center of the city was gratifying for Harry.
Daeny had the great masters who had nailed slave children to crosses to die horrible deaths meet the same fate. Harry wholeheartedly approved. Their screams of pain as they died slowly surrounded the pyramid.
"They can die in silence," Rosetta said as she appeared and waved her hand.
"I must admit that was a bit disconcerting," Daeny said as she stood on the balcony overlooking the city she now ruled.
"I think something a little more fitting than a mere banner should be used," Rosetta said as she looked up at the golden harpy statue atop the pyramid which had the Targaryen banner flying above.
She waved her hand. Harry transfigured the golden statue into the Targaryen symbol on their banner.
"Thank you," Daeny said.
"Think nothing of it. If you choose to marry your nephew then you will be the king and queen who rule over this city," Rosetta said.
"Concerning that, I have decided I will marry my nephew after a time of getting to know Jon. If we do not develop an affection for one another I will still marry him. I will even bare him heirs. But I reserve the right to take a lover of my own should that occur. If I do like him and we develop an affection for one another I do not see the need for a separate lover," Daeny said.
"That is acceptable," Rosetta agreed. "I will let him know." "When will I get to meet him in person?" Daeny asked.
Rosetta thought about it. "The time is not right yet. It's hard to explain why I feel that way," Rosetta said. "Let me try." Daeny nodded her agreement and said, "Go on."
"We have access to visions of the other world," Rosetta explained. "I told you this. In that world you grew strong. You are growing strong in this world. Much is happening in Westeros right now. After seeing what is going on in that other world the time just doesn't feel right for you to be united yet. I do feel it will be in the near future."
"If as I suspect Daario is Jon then it will have to be within less than nine months if we want our child to be a legitimate heir," Daeny thought to herself which she very much wanted. "But they don't know that. They will know soon enough when I begin to show."
"I see," Daeny said out loud. "Very well. I will abide by your instincts. Until then, tell me of my nephew so that I might get to know him."
"I feel Leaf will be better suited since she has taken him as a lover," Rosetta said. "I will bring her so you can talk."
The Wall
"I've reached a decision," Ned said at the end of a planning session with the leaders at Castle Black. "I will contact Roose Bolton and have him send a force to Craster's Keep to liberate Craster's daughter-wives and slay the mutineers."
"My Lord," Maester Aemon said. "I know that the castle Lord Bolton is stationed in is physically closest to Craster's Keep. But it does not possess a gate through the wall."
Very few castles actually had gates through the Wall. Most just had a set of stairs or a lift station to convey men of the Night's Watch to and from the top of the wall. Otherwise the wildling army could have just attacked one of the unmanned castles.
"I'm aware. The children have volunteered to solve that issue. They will temporarily create a gate through the wall which can be opened and closed at their choosing," Ned said.
"I see," Maester Aemon said. "That could help a lot." "What of the matter of trusting the Boltons my Lord?" Greatjon Umber said.
"I shall inform Lord Bolton that the children of the forest will be watching events unseen," Ned said.
"A well thought out plan father," Robb agreed. "I will send the raven my Lord," Aemon agreed.
Aemon still looked like an old man. But he was actually a very young man. Harry had approached him in secret with Leaf. Aemon was told the magic was that of the children. First Harry reversed Aemon's age. Then he healed Aemon's blindness. Aemon now wore a bracelet which generated the illusion of age and blindness. In reality Aemon was now in his twenties again. In a few years they would probably fake Aemon's death and let him travel elsewhere absolved of his oath to the Night's Watch.
"Thank you Maester," Ned said. "Let us discuss other matters. We must begin discussions over the next Lord Commander."
Kings Landing, Tyrion's Cell
"Rosetta," Tyrion greeted. "To what do I owe the visit?"
"I was just trying to decide what to do about your squire," Rosetta admitted.
"What about Pod?" Tyrion asked with surprise.
"The boy is very loyal. In another world he would have saved your life. In another world he would be sent off to follow Brienne of Tarth," Rosetta explained.
"Brienne of Tarth. The last I heard she was a guard for Renly Baratheon. What series of events would have led her here and to be trusted with my squire?" Tyrion asked.
"Renly Baratheon in that world was killed by a shadow creature conjured by Stannis' priestess. Brienne was accused of the deed but escaped north with Catelyn Stark. She ended up journeying south with your brother after Catelyn Stark freed him to be sent back to Kings Landing. Your family had her daughters as hostages," Rosetta explained.
Tyrion processed this information and tried picturing such a strange world. "What a fantastic existence you must have being able to see multiple worlds," Tyrion said.
"It does give us an appreciation of things. It's why we show you and select others what could have happened. So that you will appreciate and learn from the mistakes of those other lives. You can appreciate how much better things are," Rosetta said.
"Well if you want my advice, ask my brother about keeping an eye out for Pod. I'd leave him in the capitol. If it is as I hope and I am exonerated by trial by combat then I will still need him as a
squire," Tyrion said.
"Actually he could go with you. I was thinking it would be a good idea if you went on a trip to Essos after the trial," Rosetta suggested.
"I've always wanted to go. I could go see the sights with Shae. That sounds really nice," Tyrion admitted.
"The future lord of Casterly Rock should travel before he takes up his lordship," Rosetta said. "My father would never allow me to become the lord," Tyrion said. "He said as much."
"A lot can happen in the future," Rosetta said. "Very well. Pod will remain here for now. He can go with you and Shae when you travel."
"What would have befallen Shae in that other world?" Tyrion asked.
"I suspect you will see that eventually soon enough. We can't see for certain until the events have passed in the timeline of that world. We know what may happen. It is not good. You saw how you pushed her away in that world," Rosetta said. "Here is a bit of advice don't do that here."
"I don't intend to," Tyrion agreed.
Rosetta nodded and then was gone. Tyrion began to imagine where he would go in Essos.
Meereen
"Tommen Baratheon has been crowned king in King's Landing," Daenerys informed her advisors where they sat in her council chambers on top of the great pyramid in Meereen.
"Tommen was a gentle boy," Barristan said into the silence that ensued.
"Gentle boys will not last long in the viper's pit that is Kings Landing, not as king at least," Jorah suggested.
"Aye," Jeor agreed.
"Your Grace," Harry spoke up to say. "We've taken stock of the Meereen navy. You now have 93 ships which could carry a hundred times that in men across the Narrow Sea."
"That is good news. We won't be setting sail yet," Daeny said. "We aren't ready yet. What other news?"
"I'm afraid it isn't good," Ser Jorah said. "In Yunkai without the unsullied present the wise masters have retaken control of the city. The free men who stayed behind have been re-enslaved. They have sworn to take revenge against you. In Astapor, the council installed to rule the city has been overthrown by a butcher named Cleon. He has declared himself his imperial majesty."
Leaf appeared in the room.
"Lord Mormont," Leaf said. "If you would gather a detachment of Unsullied I will shortly before solving the issue in Yunkai and Astapor. All you will need to do is go in and make sure the proper rule has been restored."
Jeor looked to Daeny who nodded before he rose and left the room with Grey Worm. "What will you do?" Jorah asked.
In way of answer Leaf clicked the fingers on her right hand. A brute of a man suddenly appeared standing by himself where manacles around both wrists. Off to the side, a dozen of the wise masters of Yunkahi appeared similarly chained. They immediately tried shouting. But Leaf had them silenced."
"The dissidents from Yunkai and Astapor I presume?" Daeny asked with a raised eyebrow. "Yes," Leaf confirmed. "Might I suggest an example be made of them?" "Good idea. Thank you Leaf," Daeny said. "My pleasure," Leaf said before vanishing.
Daeny ordered the guards to take the men away until she could decide what to do with them. Once the men were gone Daeny was silent as she contemplated her course of action.
"What troubles you your grace?" Jorah asked. Daeny looked at Jorah. Then she looked around at her advisors.
"I'm afraid what troubles me is a very personal matter. I must talk with several of you first before I talk to all of you," Daeny said. "I would like Daario and Missandei to stay. Leaf, please come as well."
Leaf appeared as the others shuffled out. "What is it your grace?" Missandei asked. Daeny turned an intense expression upon Daario.
"My family has Valyrian blood in our veins. I believe we've always had a connection with magic. But since I began imbibing your seed after our activities I have grown able to sense magic," Daeny said which caused Harry to stiffen.
"She couldn't know," Leaf sent to Harry. "Should could," Harry confirmed.
"You are Jon Targaryen," Daeny said to who appeared to be Daario. Missandei turned to the man who had been screwing her nightly with some surprise. "There is no use denying it. I can sense the magic on your face."
Harry allowed the illusion to drop startling both women. It was one thing to suspect. It was something else to have it confirmed.
"Why the ruse?" Missandei asked.
"It's as the children have told her," Harry said. "This journey she has been on has been one of growth. But even we didn't realize she would gain the ability to sense magic."
"Apparently she can drink in magic through your seed," Leaf said.
It was then that Harry felt something from Daeny he hadn't sensed before. Now that the illusion magic around his head wasn't interfering with his senses he picked up on it. Harry rose and walked around the table approaching Daeny. She met his gaze drinking in the features of the man who had been servicing her for some time now, the real features. He was gorgeous to her. Harry came to stop well within her personal space. His focus was upon her belly. His left hand hovered over her belly. His gaze came up to meet hers and she suddenly knew that he knew.
"How?" Harry asked.
Daeny blushed and said, "When I realized you were likely Jon Targaryen I thought it was the only way to force you to reveal yourself. If you hadn't come clean just now I was going to use this news to force you. I have been extracting your seed from Missandei. I decided to put some to good use."
"And if you had been wrong and I was some random faceless man impersonating Daario Naharis?" Harry asked.
"I had hoped the children would be able to do something about it," Daeny admitted. Leaf had come around the table and also had her hand hovering over Daeny's belly.
"The child within you is a boy," Leaf said. "You're to be a father and you didn't even get to enjoy putting this baby inside of you."
"And whose fault is that?" Daeny asked. "I wasn't the one who set the restriction on him fucking me." She looked right at him and said, "I would be happy to."
Harry felt himself stir in his pants at those words. Daeny glanced down having obviously spotted it.
"I don't think that would be such a good idea since we are still trying to process the revelations of today," Harry said. "Maybe later."
"Your grace," Missandei spoke up. Leaf, Daeny, and Harry looked at the translator. "Will you be staying with us now that your true identity is known?"
"I have been with you for some time," Harry admitted. "There are several in Westeros who know of me. But my status as Jon Targaryen is not known by many."
"What is the uniqueness in your blood that was hinted of to Margaery and Sansa? What is it about you which gives you the ability to grant me access to stronger magical sensing?" Daeny asked.
"You might as well tell this one. She would find out sooner or later," Leaf said.
"Alright. But I will have your word that not a word of this to Sansa and Margaery until I tell them," Harry said as he stared intently at Daeny.
"You have it," Daeny agreed.
Harry looked at Missandei.
"I do not know Sansa or Margaery," Missandei said.
"No. But you will one day," Harry said.
"You have my word," Missandei said.
Harry gestured with his right hand and caused a nearby chair to transfigure into a comfortable couch. Daeny and Missandei stepped back in surprise at reality seeming to shift.
"What...you can wield magic," Daeny said with surprise as her thoughts caught up to her senses.
She sat down heavily next to him. With a little telekinesis from Harry, Missandei was also siting next to him.
"Like he was born to it," Leaf added as she sat down next to Daeny.
"I've never heard of a Targaryen actually being able to wield magic. Not since the days of the Freehold before the Doom," Daeny said.
"His magic does not come from the Freehold," Leaf said. "Then where?" Daeny asked.
"That is something you'll have to get to know me better to learn. I'm like an onion. You reveal more about me a layer at a time," Harry said.
"Will your baby have magic?" Missandei asked.
"Most likely," Harry confirmed.
"This is a lot to take in," Daeny agreed.
"I would prefer that my Daario identity remain intact for the time being," Harry said.
"It is useful for you to act as Daario," Daeny admitted. "Does that include your nightly visits?" She asked curiously. "I've enjoyed your attention but would like more as well."
"That could be arranged," Harry confirmed.
"You will begin to show soon as pregnant," Leaf pointed out. "We can make her a runic bracelet which hides it with an illusion."
"You can do that?" Daeny asked with surprise. "Yes. Much is possible," Leaf said.
"That will work," Harry said. "But we'll have to figure out something for you to tell your advisors as to what was troubling you."
"I'll settle on a partial truth. I'll say that I had some concern over Daario's identity since I sensed magic on him. We'll say that the children have placed him here as a protector for me. All I need to say is that," Daeny said.
"I could work," Leaf admitted. "We can go with that," Harry agreed. The advisors were called back in and told the story. "Is he a threat to you my queen?" Jorah asked as he eyed Daario. "No Ser Jorah. If anything he is only a threat to my enemies," Daeny assured. Jorah nodded though continued to throw glances at Harry for the rest of the meeting.
Later that Night
That night when Harry came to her he found just Daeny waiting. As soon as he entered her quarters the illusion over his features melted away until he was Jon Targaryen. Missandei was not present that night. He repeated their usual ritual of servicing her. But this time he rose up when she had experienced release.
Begin Smut Scene
Harry pressed his hips forward slowly and felt the heated slickness of Daenerys' pussy envelope his length. Her insides constricted around him as he fully pressed into her. Her beautiful eyes starred up at him half-lidded with arousal and her lips slightly parted. She bit her bottom lip as a moan tore at her throat. Then he was fully within her. She reached up with her left hand to his neck and beckoned him to bend down. He did. And her lips met him hungrily in a needful kiss. He could feel her flexing her kegel muscles around his manhood experimentally. Then he was moving. He slowly rocked his hips up and down to draw half his length from her before reversing direction and returning to her confines. He felt her inner thighs sliding along his hips. He broke the kiss with a hiss of pleasure and Daenerys clutched at him as he repeated his hip- rocking motion. Harry worked into a rhythm of pumping Daenerys' tight snatch with his dick as her hands began to explore the portion of his sides and back that she could reach.
Daenerys absolutely loved the feeling of having her womanly sleeve filled by her handsome partner's stiff weapon. He continued to sheathe himself inside of her with ever-growing depth in his stroke until he was working his entire impressive size into her gash. He stretched her in all the right places. She felt his hard-lean muscle sliding against her. His mouth was against her neck tasting her flesh, nibbling and licking. He drew from her quim reluctantly but thrust back into her just as quickly with satisfaction. As time began to wear on Daenerys realized that Harry was lasting far longer than any of her previous bed partners. Before it had been like a race to finish but with Harry it seemed he was taking his time. If his moans and groans were anything to go by he was really enjoying himself. Then he levered his upper body up and away from her. She could see his enjoyment written plainly upon his face as he stared down at her with hunger and desire that took her breath away. Her juice flowed more freely around his shaft.
"I'm going to make you feel so bloody good," Harry whispered. "You are going to think of us together joined often as you are awake and always as you are dreaming. You will crave having me inside of you."
Harry punctuated his words with several faster and deeper plunges of his dick into her quim. She gasped and cooed with each one. A slight arch of her back drew his attention to her breasts. His mouth dropped down and captured her left nipple between his lips. His tongue swirled around her tit and massaged her sensitive flesh. He played with both of her breasts for several minutes before his mouth trailed lower. He drew out of her earning a displeased sound from her throat but then his mouth continued to go further down. When his mouth found her snatch and began
to explore her there Daenerys cried out and threaded her fingers into his hair. He was only there for a few minutes before Harry's hands on her thighs were flipping her over. He kissed his way back up her body until Harry slid into her from behind. She was lying on her stomach and so Harry slid his knees up onto the outsides of her thighs and let more of his body cover hers.
Daenerys turned her mouth and kissed Harry as he settled into his mount upon her and began to work his spear to and from her womanhood from behind. His thrusts were stronger and more powerful in this position. His groin smacked against her rump as he drove forward and buried himself in her core. The tip of his manhood reached the deepest parts of her quim. She broke the kiss for the need to breathe and let out a moan of approval as his hands slid up under her chest and cupped her breasts. His mouth found her right ear and he started to nibble on the flesh. Magic seemed to dance through her filling her with small bursts of ecstasy but not enough to tip her over the edge. She should have climaxed a dozen times by this point but something held her back.
"Let's stand up," Harry whispered as he helped Daenerys stand without ever removing himself from her.
Harry maneuvered Daenerys over to a nearby piece of furniture where she braced her hands. He cast a spell which allowed him to gaze at any angle in the room he wanted. He could now see himself coupling with Daenerys from any position he wanted. He watched the expressions on her face as he held her by the hips and pumped away at her pussy. She was incredibly tight and hot. Her wetness made his work easier yet still her muscles gripped him tightly as he skewered her. Her beauty had never been greater. A light sheen of sweat had broken out on her brow. He watched as her belly muscles flexed with the random bolts of pleasure his magic generated within her. He could sense her belly muscles gradually getting tighter. He stared down at the smooth flesh of her back and bum as he watched his shaft moving to and from her flower. She glanced back over her shoulder and saw him admiring her rump. She grinned approvingly at him and gave her hips a little wiggle. Her silvery white hair was a mess and strands stuck to her face but she didn't care. Daenerys was too focused on the sensations he was generating in her snatch. She was lost in the moment...in their joining.
"Don't stop...don't ever stop," Daenerys pleaded in a breathy tone.
The sensation of his stiff shaft relentlessly plundering her feminine core had Daenerys' heart racing. She leaned up and back pressing her back to his chest. She reached back with her right arm and laid her hand against his cheek. Her left hand was still bracing her. She felt his hands slide over the curve of her hips until his right hand dipped down to her flower. His fingers began working her sensitive bud. Daenerys cried out at this sensation. Never had she been both filled and had anyone working her bud.
Harry twisted his magic channeling into Daenerys through his cock and knew they were near the end. He watched her writhing on his dick from so many angles. He was enraptured by her beauty and the feeling of her quim pulsing around his manhood. He was so close and so was she. He wanted to let loose and fill her with his seed. She wanted it too. Harry cried out and pushed his hips all the way forward. A bolt of pure magic jumped from his fingertips to her clit
and her scream might have been mistaken for agony of her face hadn't shown clear ecstasy. Daenerys came hard with her pussy muscles rhythmically clenching and loosening before squeezing tightly around his dick again. Harry let his seed surge forth and fill Daenerys' smoldering snatch. He injected her full of every drop of semen he had to give and she took every bit of it. When her orgasm didn't abate after a short period of time all strength went out of her limbs and he supported her as he lowered them to the floor. She sat in his lap continuing to shudder and shake on top of him while impaled on his hardness.
"That was...that was...by the gods...I can't...I can't think straight," Daenerys panted while her chest heaved and she tried to catch her breath.
"Then I did it right," Harry said with satisfaction. She looked at him and said with a matching smile to his, "That you did." Daenerys kissed him sweetly and with satisfaction. End Smut Scene The two lovers fell asleep that way.