Chapter 32: Arc 3, Qohor and the Bone Mountains

-Jon/Daeron-

Jon woke up with Val in his arms, and naked. Jon rubbed his eyes, and looked to the little hole his tent had, and saw the moon was still out. Jon placed a hand in Val's waist long honey blonde hair, and brought it to his nose and smelled it. Jon had to leave soon, and for a long while, so before he had to leave he wanted to spend time with his Freefolk Princess.

Jon looked around his tent and looked at his trophies from all his battles, and some mannequins holding suits of armour, and some with special occasion wears. Jon petted Val's hair as he looked towards the trophies, and armour. He was thinking of his little sister, Arya. He missed her. He hasn't gotten news from Ari about Arya reaching Sunspear, nor has he been able to see her when he was with Bloodraven. But one thing was for sure is that he could sense that she was okay.

When Jon wargs into Ghost when he was asleep he would see that whenever Ghost looked towards Nymeria, he could see Arya's grey eyes looking through them. Jon smiled at the memories of having his little sister in his arms, whenever she had bad dreams when they were younger.

Jon felt movement and looked down and saw Val slowly opening her eyes, "I believe it's morning. So good morning, my Freefolk Princess." He watches Val glared at him, and punched him. Jon laughed, and kissed her forehead, "I know you love it when I call you that, love." He smiled at the memory of the similar reaction.

Val glared and shoved her face into his chest, and he felt the light smile that grew on her face. Jon smiled as he was the only one that could make this woman act so different when alone with her. Jon placed his hand on her cheek, and brought her face up, "I need to leave, Love."

Val nodded, "Where are you going this time?" She placed a hand on his chest, and placed her chin on it.

Jon nodded, and thought it over, and decided that be forward would be the best answer, "To find and bring the old dragons back to Westeros." Jon watched as Val's eyes widened.

"Old Dragons. And how old are they?" Val asked, Jon could hear the worry in his lover's voice.

"One is as old about three-hundredish years." Jon answered, and instantly saw the worry grow, "He will be my first target. I will have Sydnor, Tegon, and Līāna with me as I try to tame him. He will be the hardest I'm sure. The others should be a lot easier. But they are around two-hundred years too two-hundred-fifty years."

Val looked at him with worry in her eyes, "That is old." Jon nodded, "The name of these dragons?"

Jon nodded, "Silverwing is to the west of the Sunset Sea, she is two-hundred-sixty-four years old. But she is still mourning for her love." Val nodded, "Two of them are in Ulthos. Grey-Ghost is about the same as Silverwing, he has been asleep and has been believed dead, but survived because of the other dragon he is with, Sheepstealer who is a bit older but he isn't one who shouldn't be treated with respect. Those two I will need to be careful with but not as careful as the last one."

He didn't want to tell Val about Cannibal, and how he was. Val placed a hand on his cheek, "And the last one. He's the one that is three-hundredish years old?"

Jon released a sigh, and placed his hands on her cheek, "That is correct. The dragon's name is Ancalagon, but is more commonly known as Cannibal." She watched as Val's eyes widened, "It's okay, Love. I know what to do with him, and when I return I will have more dragons than you could believe."

Val looked at him, not losing the look of worry in her face, "Be careful, Love. And do come back safely for in nine months you will have another two kids waiting for you."

Jon looked down at Val with open eyes, "Honestly?" Val nodded, with a smile, "you know you are having another pair of twins?"

Val laughed, "No. Arianne sent me a raven personal to tell me that she is pregnant with a child." Jon looked at her, and smiled. Val leaned up and kissed him, "So come back, love."

Jon nodded, "I will. I promise to come home to you, and Ari, unharmed." Jon kissed her, and slowly the kiss heated, and soon he was thrusting into her, and the tent was filled with her moans.

XxxxX

Jon placed his sword belt around his waist, and clapped it on. Jon looked back and saw Val lying on the bed breathing heavily, with his seeds running down from her cunt. Jon leaned down and kissed kiss, and the kiss was returned and he groped a tit, making her moan.

Jon backed away, and smiled, "I shall return, love. And when I'm gone I trust you to keep everyone in check." She nodded, and he backed away, and exited the tent and saw the sun rising and a bit further away he saw the black scales of his bonded dragon. Jon looked towards the cells and saw the person with short cut hair. Jon walked towards the cell, and listened as he heard muttering from the woman.

Jon stopped as he grabbed the keys, "Lady Greyjoy." The woman looked to him, and glared, "Time for you and I to move again. Don't try and run, you know what will happen if you do."

Jon watched as his prisoner stood up and snarled, "I hate you all." Jon unlocked the door, and walked into the cell, and grabbed the cuffs.

Jon nodded, "I know you do, little Kraken. Now come along, we're going." He smiled, as he pushed her forward. He saw her struggling with her chained hands, "When we get onto the dragon I will unchain your hands, but you have to promise that you won't try anything stupid."

He watched as Greyjoy looked at him, and stared at him. Jon knew she was examining him, and soon she nodded and said, "I won't do anything stupid." Jon nodded, and as they got closer to the dragon the less she moved her wrist.

Jon helped her up, and sat her down in front of him, and he sat behind, and shouted, "Sōvegon!" And Syndor jumped into the air, and in a flash they were beyond the clouds and flying east. Jon held out his hand and Asha placed her hands in his, "Remember don't do anything stupid. For if you do my dragon does have a flexible neck." She nodded, and Jon grabbed the key and undid the cuffs, and like she promised she didn't do anything stupid.

-Rhaenys(1*)-

Rhaenys exited the city of Qohor, with her guards surrounding her, and the people charing her name as she left the city. Further away were Līāna, and Raraxes, who has grown to ten feet long. Beside her was Black Snake, and Ser Alliser. Rhaenys walked towards her tent.

Rhaenys entered her tent, and she looked back to the guards, "I will be resting. I don't want to be disturb. I am to be disturbed only if something important is to happen." She watched as the guards nodded, and stood at the attention outside of her tent.

She entered her tent and started to strip her armour and Redfyre. Rhaenys laid down on her bed, thinking of what she wanted most. Since Qarth Rhae could only think of the dragon eggs, and her King-Emperor. Rhae missed the deep purple/velvet eyes, that long curly raven hair. Ohh she missed Jon.

Rhaenys was taken from her thoughts by a roar. Rhae shot up from the bed and went to the entrance of the tent, and looked out to see a familiar black dragon, and with a smile, and a screech, "Jon!" She left the tent in a hurry. She watched as the dragon landed, and as Jon helped someone off the dragon. Rhae didn't wait for Jon to turn around, and just hugged him, "Jon!!"

She watched as Jon turned around and smiled down at her, "Rhae." He turned around and kissed her, "I believe I owe you for your great success, don't I?" Rhae was filled with thoughts that made rub her legs together.

Rhae nodded, "You do."

The woman behind Jon, made a noise, and they looked towards her. Jon nodded, "Rhae this is Asha Greyjoy. She will be our prisoner. I brought her here for her to command my army, and such." Jon looked to her, "If she is to do anything stupid, kill her. If she is to run away, chase her and kill her. If she is to kill anyone at night, kill her."

Rhae nodded, "Yes, Your Grace." Rhae looked over to Black Snake, "Snake," the man looked to her, and nodded, "Take her to the tent near mine, and have six Unsullied to guard it."

The man nodded. "Lady Asha." The prisoner looked to him, "Follow me." She nodded and left. But she stopped and looked at Rhae's lover, and with a snarl and nodded.

"Thank you, Your Grace." She said going back to following Black Snake.

Rhae looked to Jon, and asked, "What did you do?"

Jon looked down at her, and shrugged, "Don't know."

Rhae nodded, and grinned, "You owe me." Jon nodded, and she took his arm, "So what will I be getting."

"You will be getting fucked, Rhae." Jon said. Rhae grinned and pupped her fist, and speeded up towards her tent, she heard Jon laugh. She watched as they went past every guard, and soldier and all of them bowed. Rhae smiled, and quickened her pace.

But before they could go further, Jon's dragons, all three of them, roared. Rhaenys stopped, and looked towards the three and saw them moving around and making noises like there was no tomorrow.

Jon laughed, "I apologize, love. But I did promise them that they will finally have a fight." Jon kissed her on the forehead, "Maybe when I'm on my way back."

Rhae looked up at him, and asked, "Where are you going? What's so important that you need all of your dragons?" Rhae watched as Jon nodded and took her arm and walked towards the dragons.

"I'm going to be honest with you, Rhae. I'm most likely going to die." He looked down at her.

Rhae felt coldness enter her, "What do you mean by that, Jon?"

"I'm going to the Bone Mountains, to try and tame Cannibal. Then Grey-Ghost and Sheepstealer who are on a land of dense and unforgivable forest. Then Silverwing who is to the west of the Sunset Sea." Jon answered, "Cannibal is why I need my dragons. He is older then Balerion but isn't as big. But that doesn't mean he isn't deadly. He is the deadliest dragon on this planet, and I need them to fight them, and pray that they don't die."

Rhae looked towards the dragons, and spoke, "Do you have to?"

"Aye I do. I made a promise to someone that I would bring the old to the new." Jon answered. Jon leaned down and kissed her, "As you can see my dragons are being impatient. So I should leave. Pray for me."

Rhae nodded, and leaned up and kissed him, "I will." Rhae grinned, "But you owe me a better fuck."

Jon nodded, "That will happen when I return, or the next we see each other." He kissed her nose, "Has Mance told you the next mission?"

Rhae nodded, as they continued on their way to the dragons, "I'm to move to Lhazar, and try to get them to join. Then if I accomplish I'm to meet up with Princess Daenerys." Rhae then remembered something, "Also about your Aunt."

Jon nodded, "I already know, Rhae." Jon said as he turned to her, "I know what she is doing, and what she thinks of me." Jon lifted her hand and kissed it, "Now I should be going. Do as you should and you will be rewarded by me."

Rhae nodded, "I look forward to it, Your Grace." She backed away and she watched as Syndor leaned down, allowing Jon to climb up onto the dragon, and sat down. She heard Jon shout in High Valyrian and he was up in the air, and was followed by the other two.

Soon Jon was out of sight, with his dragons, and Rhae turned back to her tent, and started her way back to her tent, thinking of what to do now. Tomorrow she will name the new leader of the Qohor, and then she was to move through the Dothraki Sea, and onto the lands of Lhazar.

-Cannibal(*2)-

He could smell them. Three of them, he could smell three of them. But he could smell one more, a human, someone familiar. Cannibal leaned up, and for the first time in years, he spread his wings, and around him stones started falling, and more light was shining through. Cannibal grinned, as he jumped up into the stone walls, breaking as he crashed into them.

Soon he felt the winds hitting his scales, and in sight were three of his kind. And atop one was a man he saw months ago.

-Jon/Daeron-

Jon looked at the monster in front of him, and his eyes widened at the look of his scales. The dragon had amazing pure black scales, and blood red eyes. Jon then felt the heat in his bottom, and he ran a hand across the scales of his dragon, "Calm down Sydnor."

Jon watched as his dragon released a deep breath of heat out. He looked towards the other dragons, and saw them looking at him, and he nodded. They instantly flew behind him and Syndor. Jon looked back to the pure black dragon and closed his eyes, and instantly he was inside the mind of the dragon.

Jon looked around and saw destroyed buildings, and pillars. In front of him was the dragon, leaning down looking at him. Jon sat down and looked back at the dragon. The two of them stayed silent, then Jon saw something. Jon looked on as Sydnor, and Tegon tried biting into the dragon that was in front of him.

Jon shook his head, and looked towards the giant dragon, "Ancalagon." The dragon stood up, and bared his teeth, "Yes I know who you are, Cannibal. Ancalagon. Born 27BC. First and only rider Aegon Targaryen the First."

The dragon roared at him, and he felt the heat of the roar. The dragon backed away, and without moving the mouth, Jon heard a deep, deadly voice, "What do you want, Sheep? You entered my mind, a mind of a dragon, something I know is extremely difficult and is a way of naming a rider."

Jon stood, "I just want to speak, Ancalagon. I want to become your friend and rider."

"Ha!" The voice laughed, "You already have a dragon, you Sheep!" He snarled, "I should just eat you and the dragons. It's been centuries since I have eaten my kin."

Jon looked up to the dragon, "Aegon is sorry for what he did to you." The dragon freezed, "He never wanted this to happen to you. He was filled with sorrow when I told him what happened to you. If he knew this would have happened to you if he chose Balerion, he would have chosen you."

The dragon looked down at him, "True?"

Jon nodded, "It is." He looked around, "He's watching us right now."

The dragon looked around, "Where?"

"Right here, Ancalagon." Aegon the First, appeared beside him. The dragon looked towards them, "I've missed you, friend." Jon stepped back, as he watched as the two reunited. He ignored what he heard, and looked back to what was happening to his dragons.

They were on the ground, and he looked towards the biggest of the dragons and saw scales and skin missing. Jon smiled at the sight, his dragons were unharmed minus a few bite marks, and skin missing. Jon changed his eyes to Tegon's and looked towards Sydnor, and his eyes widened. How couldn't he feel those wounds when he was inside of Syndor's mind. Syndor was the most wounded of his dragons, Jon saw scales, and flesh missing from his dragon. But the worst was the eye he was missing. But what scared him was the grin his dragon had. Jon felt lucky that he had Sydnor, and wasn't dead yet

Jon returned to his body, and he listened to what Aegon said, "Daeron is worth of you Ancalagon. He is worthy of a dragon greater than my Balerion." Aegon was slowly vanishing, and he looked back to him, "Thank you."

Jon nodded, and Aegon was gone. Jon looked to Cannibal, who was looking at him, "It seems Aegon was true about you, Daeron Targaryen." He bowed, "What shall be my name? My old name, Ancalagon, or my new name, Cannibal."

Jon smiled, and he left the mind of his new bonded dragon, and as he sat up on his bonded dragon, he looked on as the dragon was in the same position as he left him from, "Your name is Ancalagon. Never shall you be called Cannibal, and only once every decade you shall eat you kin."

The dragon looked at him and nodded. Jon got off Sydnor and turned to him, and ran his head on the damaged scales. Jon felt pain as he looked at his dragon, but it hurt most when he looked at the missing eye. Jon placed his hand on the dragon nose, and whispered, "You need rest, my friend. Go with Tegon, and Līāna, as they return to Rhae." His dragon nodded and huffed hot air into his face, and Jon smiled, "Yes I know." He backed away, "Now go. I will see you when I return from this promise and request."

Jon watched as all of his dragons jumped into the air, and as they flew away. Jon turned to Ancalagon, and saw the blood red eyes looking at him, and then he heard the deep, deadly voice again, "Where are we going, Daeron Targaryen."

Jon looked east, "Ulthos, too two of the dragons you know. Grey-Ghost, and Sheepstealer."

The dragon lowered, "Then get on. I've been there and it is a long ride. Long and tiring ride." Jon nodded, and slowly he found footings, and something to grab, and slowly climbed up. Jon found where he could sit, and slowly sat down. Jon then felt his hair blowing in the air, and he grabbed a spike, "Ha!" The voice spoke, "Not so familiar, aren't I?" Jon nodded, and he felt the dragon slowing down.

Jon looked at the pure black scales, and his sight stopped at the long scar, "How did you get that scar."

"Sothoryos. Deep in the lands of Sothoryos." The voice said, "Aegon told me that Balerion got the same scar."

Jon nodded, and then a thought came, "How can you speak?"

The dragon looked to him, "When a dragon passes a certain age, the dragon learned the knowledge to speak. Balerion, Vhagar, Meraxes, and I'm certain the others could speak as well."

Jon nodded, "Tell me of yourself, Ancalagon." And the dragon did.

-Sansa-

Sansa cried as she looked into her pillow, once again in a cell. She didn't deserve this. She deserves to be in a bed, and a room. Not a cell. She missed her father, she missed her mother, she missed her trueblood family.

Sansa heard a knock and watched as three Lannister guards entered, "Come with us, Lady Sansa. The Queen has asked for you to be washed, and cleaned, before you go and see her and the King."

Sansa sat up, "I will be there. What has happened to Lady?"

The guards looked at each other, and nodded, "We are going to guess and say that is your wolf." She nodded, "Well the Queen felt nice, and allowed her to be free." Sansa released a sigh, "With four guards with orders of killing her. That was six days ago." Sansa's eyes widened, and as she looked inward she felt nothing. Fresh tears fell down her face, and she sobbed. Sansa felt someone grab her arm, "Come on we don't have long."

Sansa was pushed forward and she got onto her feet, and followed the two guards in front of her.

-Ghost/Nymeria-

Ghost and Nymeria watched as their sister wolf, ran towards her. They saw her muzzle covered with dry blood. Ghost stood straight up, and Nymeria did the same, and they watched as Lady looked at them and dropped her head.

Ghost then jumped towards her, and together they started to fight, and soon Nymeria joined in. Then a bark came, and they looked behind them and saw Winter there, looking down on them. Ghost and Nymeria backed away leaving Lady behind to face the She-Wolf.

Winter looked at Lady, and as she lopped towards her, and then licked her from her snout to nose. Together as a family of wolves then popped back to the pack, 300 strong.