Chapter 89

Daenerys was ecstatic to see Missandei once more. She saw friendly faces all around the castle. It had been a bit of a shock for her people to see the dragons once more. Many took cover as they saw her and her husband land.

Jon took her arm and led her to the Red Keep. He was tense. Daenerys tightened her hold on his hand. She smiled at him and they walked to the throne room. Ser Selmy and Missandei discussed something or other over a map.

Selmy looked up, "Your grace." He smiled at her.

Missandei's face was like the sun. She smiled big and openly. "My queen" she said.

Daenerys opened her arms and hugged the young woman. "I am so happy to see you."

Missandei smiled and hugged her back.

Selmy greeted Jon. "Lord Stark." He said and shook his hand.

"Ser Selmy." Jon replied.

"Where is Ser Jorah?" Daenerys asked. She longed to see her old friend.

"He is with Greyworm in Highgarden." Missandei replied. "There have been some discontent with the Tyrells."

Jon frowned by her side. It was a long afternoon. Daenerys did not want to rest until she knew about the affairs of the kingdom. They had flown for an entire week; only resting when it was too dark and for a few hours. Her children were in the pit, sleeping. She needed to know what was going on in her kingdoms before going to bed. Selmy and Missandei gave a detailed account. The Riverlands were thriving. She did not expect less; Tommen Stark was a great leader. The Eyrie had chosen Lord Royce to be lord protector until Eddard Stark was fostered in his lands. Quentyn Martell chose to remarry; it was an Yronwood girl. All was well in that realm. Doran Martell was sickly but held on. Yara Greyjoy lorded over the Iron Islands without any difficulties it seemed. Daenerys had let the woman impose her brand of justice as long as she upheld her end of the bargain. No more raping and ransacking. Tyrion send shipments from Casterly Rock every month. So did the Stormlands. Highgarden ceased to so this month. The capital ran very low on cattle. Greyworm and Jorah had gone to talk to Mace Tyrell, more so to speak to Lady Olenna Tyrell.

Daenerys and Jon left for their quarters late that night. Daenerys refused dinner as did Jon. They were too tired from the travels and the news.

"As bad as you expected." He asked as he undressed him.

"Not as half. I knew the Tyrells would not be happy. All in all, King's Landing is just as I left it." Daenerys said and got into bed. She kissed his chest. Jon kissed her forehead and began to make his way into her neck and breasts. "Now, it starts." He said and lowered his mouth until she felt him kiss her there.

He lapped at her and made her come with his mouth. She was exhausted and happy. She opened for him. Jon crowded her. She loved when he pushed into her and fucked her. "I'm close." He said when he pulled out. Daenerys sat up and went to him. She sucked him dry. Jon let out a growl when she licked him clean.

"I love you." He said when she kissed him again.

She woke up earlier than him. He really must have been exhausted. Daenerys kissed his lips gently and watched him. The traveling with him was amazing. The fact that he was here with her filled her heart with joy. They did not speak of their time after Rhaella was born. She would not look back. It would stay in the past. This was their new life. Daenerys would be queen and he would rule by his side. He should be made a prince at least. She thought about and the title did not fit. She could not forget that technically Jon's claim to the throne was as strong as hers but so had been Aegon's.

"I could hear you thinking." Jon rasped and opened his eyes. "What troubles you my love?"

Daenerys frowned and drew figures on his chest, "You."

Jon frowned back, "what about me?"

"You are my husband." She said and kissed his chest. She straddled him.

"I am aware." He said when she kept kissing his chest and neck.

"Selmy called you Lord Stark." She said and kissed his cheek. "You are not a lord. You are at least a prince."

"I do not care about that." He said and caressed her left buttock.

"I do." She said and rubbed against his erection.

"I will be your prince then." He growled and flipped them until he was above her.

She chuckled when he tickled her. "You will be the crown prince." She said and moaned when he entered her. It was deliciously slow. She encouraged him to keep going until he slipped out and came on her chest.

Jon was startled when the maids came in readied a tub for her. "I don't like them to come into our chambers." He said as they left and he dressed for the day. His clothes were not there yet. He wore some clothes that had been Aegon's. Missandei brought them to their chambers.

"My love. They have to attend to me." She said as he put on the tunic.

"You should have brought your girls from the North." Jon replied.

"I will make sure to tell them to not come so early." She compromised.

"Thank you." He said and kissed her lips.

"Where are you going?" She asked. She had council meeting and needed to listen to the petitioners. She also had to arrange that Jon be addressed as prince from now on.

"To find Selmy. I need him to give me some employment." Jon said.

Daenerys frowned. "There is no need. You will be my hand." She replied.

Jon smiled at her, "then I will go with you to your meetings."

She nodded, "that's much better."

So their life in King's Landing started. The first week back in power was the fastest. Both Jon and her spend every single minute together. Jon was a quick study. Soon Daenerys and him had drawn the paperwork for his title. There was a brief ceremony in which a Septon crowned Jon. Her husband shrugged. "Whatever will make you happy." Daenerys knew that it would make her happy.

Jon's men arrived two moons and a half later. Seeing Jon and Ghost reunited was a sight to behold. The northern party arrived early afternoon. The full court was in session.

Jon greeted his men. "Welcome my friends." He said and clapped their backs one by one. There were many lords who frowned. Daenerys did not care. She wanted Jon happy.

She saw him smile brightly when they brought Ghost's cage. "We had to cage him once we reached the riverlands. He was very feisty, bit my finger and all." One of the men said.

Jon smiled and ordered for the cage to be open. Ghost ran out and saw his master. It was like seeing a puppy. Ghost whined and went near Jon. He wagged his tail and danced around Jon.

"There is a good boy." He said and played with the animal.

Daenerys laughed and stood up from the thrones. "Hey Ghost." She said, the direwolf marched to her and nuzzled her middle when he raised to meet her.

There were some hushes and alarmed whispers. The queen took no heed and welcomed the big pup.

Jon immediately took charge of his men. He took them to side and settled them to their quarters. They were to stay beside her queensguard. Daenerys thought Greyworm would not have any difficulties.

She was not mistaken. Greyworm was a great leader; he came from Highgarden and greeted the queen. Ser Jorah greeted her as well. Daenerys held a feast in their honor. They had settled the discrepancies with the Tyrells and came back with shipments.

Jon met with Greyworm and they went over the queensguard and Jon's men. Greyworm seemed receptive to her husband. Daenerys was glad.

She stayed back when Jorah requested a private audience. "I am so happy to see you well." He said and kissed her hands.

"Thank you." Daenerys replied. She patted the place next to her. "What is it?"

"It is time for me to leave. I have fulfilled my duties to you my queen. It is time for me to go back to Bear Island. I have to advise Lyanna, take care of her." The man said carefully.

Daenerys nodded, "I will miss you terribly."

The man smiled, "as will I."

It was sad to see Jorah off. It was another blow when Selmy decided to leave as well. "I am tired your grace. I am old and need to enjoy these last years."

"What have you planned Ser Selmy?" The queen asked him.

"I will go to Tarth, the sapphire island. Its waters are beautiful and I was fostered there as a young boy."

Daenerys nodded, "I will give you a fast ship and you will receive wages every month for your service to my crown. Farewell Ser Selmy." She said with a smile. She was sad to see him go but the man had a point. He had served the crown his whole life. It was time for him to enjoy whatever little she had left.

Daenerys and Jon were busy every morning. Jon began to have his own duties that took him away from her. Daenerys understood. She had Missandei to talk to her and she usually talked to her other advisors. She ruled in King's Landing for over a year when she finally had the courage to talk to Missandei about her relationship with Greyworm.

It was one of those afternoons, when Jon visited the golden cloaks and toured King's Landing when she learned that Missandei and Greyworm were very much romantically involved.

Daenerys did not want to pry but she had to ask. "Forgive me for asking…"

"With his mouth and his fingers." Missandei blushed as she spoke.

The queen smiled wickedly, "what about him?"

Missandei whispered something in her ear. Daenerys giggled like a young girl.

"Are you happy Missandei?" She asked.

"Immensely so." The girl replied.

"You will not have children." The queen continued.

"I never thought of children." Missandei replied. "I am happy with him and there are children who do not have parents." They were interrupted by the other advisors. They were to discuss more matters about the kingdoms. There was the inner council; Jon excused himself from the meeting so Missandei stayed. The master of coin; someone that Tyrion trusted. He had put him in place a year ago. The man kept a tight hold on the Kingdom's purse. There were other advisors in representation of some of the houses. There was also Varys; the master spy. Jon did not like the man. They stayed away from each other. Jon understood that the man was useful to Daenerys and their reign. Jon tolerated him but stayed as far away as possible.

There were minor discussions when Varys approached the subject. "One last point your grace; we have to speak about the succession."

Daenerys stiffened, "what about it?"

"The kingdoms cannot help but notice that there is no heir apparent. You have been married for two years or more years now and no babe." Varys spoke frankly.

The queen frowned, "there is an heir. My husband will rule if something should happen to me."

"The prince is a young man but he is a warrior. He tours the city, helps the men, engages in labor. You and him fly the dragons and help around the kingdoms. You put yourself in peril. What happens next? Who will rule?" The spider asked.

Daenerys could not show fear or doubt. "My children. My lords, it is not your job to question or mind what happens in my bedchambers. The succession is clear; the prince's children will rule Westeros." She stood up and left. Missandei followed her.

She retired to her chambers. "Your grace, may I be of help?"

"Please draw me a bath." Daenerys replied. The conversation rattled her. There would be no Targaryen heir but there could be a Stark heir.

Missandei came back and helped her into the tub. She untangled her hair and brushed it. Jon could have a child. They could pick a woman. Jon could have a child with another woman and that would solve the current problem. Daenerys shook her head and rejected the idea immediately. It would not do; jealousy would consume her. Jon was hers.

They could choose a parentless child. The wars had left many orphans. They could raise a child, give the babe all so that he would rule the kingdoms. She would talk to Jon about it. Maybe that was the answer.

Missandei left her early that night. Greyworm was back from the Stormlands.

She waited for Jon. He came to their bedchambers late. He undressed and slid into their bed. He kissed her cheek and held her. "Something is troubling you." She turned to face after twenty minutes of restless breathing. He kissed her softly.

"You know me too well." He replied.

Daenerys kissed his hands, "tell me."

Jon held her closer, "Varys approached me this afternoon."

The queen stiffened. "The succession."

"Yes and no." He replied.

Jon laughed, "all of this is your doing. King's Landing has never been so peaceful, so well managed. I care because you care. These are your kingdoms. I do not care as much as you do. I do and help because it makes you happy. I would give it all up to be by your side. It matters not who rules to me. We could pick a child tomorrow if you so wish."

Daenerys kissed him hard. "What troubles you?" She asked after a few minutes of his kisses.

Her husband kissed her gently, "letters from Essos."

The queen frowned, "what do you mean?"

"Tywin Lannister is dead." He said.

Daenerys stiffened. "My sister and her children are adrift." Her husband replied.

"What are you asking Jon?" She said with a soft voice.

"She is my sister. I love her. I want to give her to my mother." Jon replied.

"No." Daenerys replied. Joanna was loved by the people. They remembered her as a beautiful queen.

"Isn't it enough that your uncle's bastard lives with his mother is Tarth? Now you want a former queen and the offspring of my enemy back in Westeros?" Daenerys refused immediately.

Jon sat up as did she. "I am not asking you to parade Joanna in court. I am asking for her to live North with her family."

"What of the Baratheon children?" Daenerys asked. "There would be many would jump at the chance to depose us and put Steffon or Shireen in the throne. I cannot allow it Jon."

Her husband looked at her with disappointment. "Your cousin may be fostered in Casterly Rock but your sister and her children will not come back to Westeros."

"Very well your grace." Jon said coldly.

He was distant from her for a couple of weeks. Daenerys understood and gave him time to come to terms with her decisions. She did not approach the idea of fostering a parentless child either.

She received news that Tyrion would foster his father's bastard. The Lannisters also requested to have Jaime Tarth fostered in Casterly Rock once he was old enough. Daenerys allowed it.

It was a nice morning when Jon and her welcomed Osha from Beyond the Wall and her child.

"Your grace the woman curtsied." Daenerys smiled.

Jon looked at the young boy by her side.

"Osha, it is good to see you." He said and patted her hands.

"Who may you be?" He asked the blond boy.

The boy grinned up, "Tytos." The boy had a mischievous look about him.

"After your grandfather then." Jon said.

Osha shrugged, "lord Lannister named him. I'd like to go North." She said.

Jon laughed, "when I met you, do you remember? You wanted to go as South as possible. Now you want to go back North."

Osha smiled. "There are tales, Jon Stark. You rode a dragon and rid the North of the walkers."

Jon shook his head and clapped her back. "There is nothing North for you Osha. Go to the Rock. My nuncle will take care of you and Tytos."

"Why? If I cannot go North, then I want to go back to your sister. Queen Joanna said I was welcomed back whenever I wanted." The woman said.

Daenerys felt very confident in her decision to not allow Joanna and her children in Westeros.

"If you so wish." Jon stiffened as well and went back to her side.

The woman and her child left that same afternoon for Essos. Tyrion would send a very angry letter to Jon. Something along the lines that Tytos belonged to the Westerlands and not the Free Folk.

Jon kissed her shoulder, "forgive me. It was a mistake." He then turned her over and made love to her. Daenerys loved it when she was correct.

Her husband and her had a good life. They had ruled over five years together. She was loved by the people. Jon loved her and was steady by her side. They had a good life. The Lannisters visited with their children. Sansa looked as beautiful as always. Jon and Tyrek ran around the castle and filled the halls with laughter. Daenerys smiled and did not feel as much pain watching them. It helped that they were older and looked every bit like Tyrion and Sansa.

Tyrion and his family stayed for three weeks before journeying to Tarth Island. They were to visit Jaime for a few weeks. Daenerys suspected that Tyrion wanted to convince Brienne of Tarth to leave her ancestral home and live in Casterly Rock. It would not happen.

Daenerys and Jon had been to Tarth last spring. It was a beautiful place. They had been there due to a sad event. Barristan Selmy passed away quietly at night. She and her husband paid their respects.

Brienne of Tarth welcomed them into their home. She was a quiet but gracious host. Jaime of Tarth was adventurous. He ran around and fought with swords. "He looks like Joanna had she been a boy." Jon laughed when the boy fought his mother to go fishing with the other boys. "Pouts like Joanna too."

They saw Tyrion off and finished their meetings for the day. Jon came to her that night and cuddled her. "Are you happy?" He asked her.

Daenerys nodded. "I want to ask you something." He said and played with her hair.

She kissed him and enjoyed when he rubbed against her and moved her nightgown to up. Jon lowered her straps and kissed her nipples.

Daenerys opened for him. Jon slid in and rode her. She loved him so much. Fucking him was better and better every time. He sat back and played with her tits. "I want to come between your tits." He would tell her where he wanted to come. Daenerys and him were very good at keeping his seed out of her. There had been only two or three accidents over the years. Jon was completely worried after the first time it happened and was relieved when she got her moon blood. The second and third time he spilled out but she was sure some stayed inside her. Nothing ever happened. Daenerys was religious about her tea. She took it every day. She could not go through losing another child.

"I am close. Make me come first." She begged. Jon picked up the pace. She clenched around him. Jon pulled out and came all over her chest. He cleaned her and cuddled with her once more.

She felt safe around him. His breathing almost evened out when she remembered that he wanted something. "What is it my love?"

He mumbled and played with her nipple. The man positively obsessed with her tits. "I want to go north for a few weeks." He said sleepily.

Daenerys' heart sped up. "Promise to come back quickly." Jon was asleep already.

She kissed his chest. It would only be a couple of weeks. Daenerys hugged him and slept easy once again.

She woke up to his kisses. Jon was single minded that morning. "Did you mean it?" He asked as soon as she opened her eyes. Daenerys smiled. "Of course. Go North but come back quickly."

He kissed her deeply and went lower and lower until he was face to her core. She moaned when he nibbled and licked her. "Inside, I need you inside." She keened.

Jon entered her and moved in an out. She clenched and scratched his back. He began making those maddening sounds. She was insane with his pleasure. Daenerys heard a gasp.

It was a handmaiden by the door. Daenerys looked at the door and felt Jon thrust once more again. "Your grace, they need you in the council chambers."

Jon did not give her any option to reply, "LEAVE." He thundered and kept on fucking her.

Her husband kept on going. She exploded around him. She tightened around him. Daenerys gasped when he jerked inside of her. She felt him come deep inside of her. He kept thrusting in and out until he was spent.

Daenerys kissed his forehead and smiled. It was strange because he was not cleaning her. He was not frantically asking her to get up and jump to get his seed out of her. He stayed against her. "No more handmaidens coming in. You are queen after I am tired of fucking you in the morning." He rasped. The queen of Westeros laughed and tightened her hold on him.