Chapter 40-[A New Stark?]

Danny walked to the altar of the pyramid, there were thousands of guests watching.

On the right side of him, Sansa. To the left of him Arya.

[T/N: AHAHHA!! Sansa's The Groomsman! I would have thought it would be Arya!]

Daenerys was wearing a white dress, with a skirt that reached her knees, which hugged her figure making it noticeable, her dress reached her shoulders, leaving some cleavage. She also wore earrings in her ears with small precious stones that shone in the sunlight.

Her face was lightly made up, a little red on her lips, her eyebrows somewhat painted gold. She covered her hair with a white veil. And it ended on her back in a red cape, with three dragon heads drawn on it.

High-heeled shoes, with small precious stones that sparkled like diamonds, while the movement made small sounds of clashing crystals were relaxing in a way.

Sansa was wearing a similar dress, but light blue, with a white cape and a wolf drawn on her back. Her face was lightly painted, her cheeks a little hot, her eyebrows painted and her lips soft pink. She was wearing a pearl necklace that looked like that of a queen. And some high heels.

She was after Daenerys perhaps the most beautiful woman the citizens of Meeren had ever seen in their entire life.

They call her the saint, because of her healing abilities.

For her kindness and beauty.

Others believed that she was the daughter of gods and Sansa had just proven it with her innate beauty and friendly face.

Arya on the other hand, steadfastly refused to paint herself or wear a dress. It didn't matter how many pleas Sansa gave her.

Her outfit was black shoes, black pants, and a white shirt with a cape with a drawing of a wolf on the back.

Behind them, she was accompanied by Missandei, who was dressed similarly to Sansa, but her dress was white with gold stripes.

Jon looked at them waiting at the altar.

He wore a suit that was composed of black boots (made of dragon skin, found in Valyria), dark blue pants specifically from Yunkai, a white shirt of fine silk, obtained in Asaptor, and a black cape, with the image of a wolf, made in Meeren weeks before.

Next to him was Sam, he dressed similarly to him, but his clothes were white and light blue.

Danny came up to him, and stood next to him. With Arya behind them.

Sansa walked until she was facing them.

"Welcome, we are here, so that the current kings of Valyria join their lives in marriage," she said.

Jon would have preferred to get married in Valyria, unfortunately, building a city like Meeren took all his time. And he couldn't go to Valyria to get married, besides... The threat of the free cities was still present.

Sam, Jen, Grenn, Pyp, and Adam were able to attend his wedding, but people like Arthur who was supposed to protect the city were not.

The boy looked at the aforementioned people in the front row watching the wedding. Jen was holding Grenn's hand tightly, and she had a ring on her finger. Jon smiled at that.

"Who gives the bride away?" Sansa asked.

"I, Samuel Tarly, Steward of Valyria," Sam said quickly.

Danny smiled at him.

It was a good thing her title, as a Targaryen and citizen of Valyria, Sam could perfectly deliver her at a wedding.

"Who hands over the groom?" said Sansa.

"I, Arya of House Stark," Arya said behind them.

Sansa nodded.

"Hold hands, and recite your vows," she said.

Danny and Jon held hands.

"He/she is mine, and I am his/hers. From this day until the end of my days," they exclaimed at the same time.

"Very well, now King Jon Snow, take her cloak," Sansa finished.

Jon approached, removed the veil that covered Danny's hair and face, and folded it, taking the Targaryen cloak.

Sam approached and he handed it to him.

"Now take off your cloak," Sansa said.

The boy did it.

"And finally put it on her," Sansa murmured.

The boy approached Daenerys, wrapped her in his cloak, and she smiled.

"Very well, with this new outfit, Daenerys, I welcome you to House Stark," said Sansa.

The girl smiled at him.

Sam walked over and put the girl's cloak on Jon.

"Jon, I welcome you to the Targaryen house," Sam said with a smile.

Jon nodded.

"And finally, seal your vows with a kiss of love" she finished.

Danny steeled herself excitedly and kissed her now husband's lips.

Sansa felt a light in her eyes, and she arrived at the white room.

Without saying more she went to the computer.

{Congratulations you have done your first act as a saint of your new religion.

You are given three skill points as a reward.}

"New religion," she whispered in disbelief and then smiled before leaving the room.

The entire place erupted in applause.

And the party began.

[T/N: I KNEW IT!!!!]

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Robb looks carefully at the letter in front of him.

'Your bed warmer Stannis is dead,

false king, I will crush you and your allies.

To the red bitch. To the jailers of the wall, to the savages.

Give my wife back, and stinking,

I will rape yours before giving her to my dogs.

Then I will walk your body through the north,

I will hang it in the trophy room

next to your wolf's head.

Do you hear me, false king

I'm going to destroy everything the Starks represent.

You will die slowly.

Your wife will die slowly.

Your heater's daughter and wife. They will die slowly.

They will pass through all the men of the north before that.

Did you hear little wolf, you are dead,

your men are dead.

House Stark is dead.

with love

Ramsay Bolton

Guardian of the North

Lord of Winterfell."

[T/N: I have never felt such hatred before.]

Robb cursed Ramsay.

"His provocations are effective," he admitted.

He wasn't stupid though.

Stannis made the mistake of letting himself get carried away by his emotions, he wouldn't do it.

"Still, Ramsay...I really want to kill him," he murmured.

"His majesty" He heard Davos.

The former smuggler joined him and Melisandre immediately after Stannis' death.

Robb didn't complain.

"What does it say?" Stannis's former hand asked.

Robb gave him the letter.

"More or less the same as the previous one," he said simply.

"I hope you don't make the same mistake as Stannis," said Davos.

Robb nodded.

"I'm not going to a guaranteed death," he said.

Davos nodded.

"Men are arriving, Dacey Mormont commands them," he said.

"Let them in," he said.

It didn't take long for the former royal guard to arrive and hug him enthusiastically upon seeing him.

The boy groaned as he noticed the curves pressing against his body.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty," she said, blushing.

Robb smiled at her.

"Please give me good news," he said.

"After obtaining men from my house, I went to Puerto Blanco, in the hope of obtaining some more houses that we know are in our favor," she said.

Robb nodded.

"How many?" she asked.

"About two thousand," she said.

Robb looked at her surprised.

"It's a very good number...Much better than I expected" he said.

"Enough to take Winterfell?" she asked.

Robb sighed.

"No, unless the bastard makes a mistake... Even if things stay the same, I won't see a choice," he said.

"I heard about Theon, will you execute him?" she asked.

"I haven't made the decision yet," he said.

"In White Harbor, I also got information from Alys Karstark," she told him.

Robb looked at her with a furrowed eyebrow.

"Alys? Rickard Karstark's daughter? " he asked.

He remembered the man, in the war he murdered some Lannister children in revenge for the death of his children, and he executed him, he lost thousands of Karstark men after that, it was one of the reasons he required the army of the Frey.

Dacey nodded.

"Yes, more precisely information from her cousin, Cregan," she said.

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Jon entered the room, it was already night, he enjoyed the songs and food, his wife had gone ahead to wait for him there.

He walked in and saw Danny sitting on the bed.

"Tired?" he asked.

She got up as soon as she saw him enter and smiled, shaking her head.

Jon looked at her, she was acting strange.

"Is something wrong?" he asked.

She shook her head without saying anything.

Jon raised an eyebrow.

She seemed nervous or uncomfortable, Jon couldn't tell.

He inspected her silently.

He looked at her eyes that were looking at him, he lowered himself to her lips, they released a sigh when she felt his eyes on them.

He continued his examination going down, his gaze traveled over the body of his woman.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

She nodded.

His hand went to her cheek and caressed it.

Danny rested her cheek against Jon's hand, enjoying the contact.

He saw her, and kissed her, she responded quickly with enthusiasm.

"And now what?" he asked.

She smiled at him.

"Whatever my husband desires," she whispered.

Jon felt very good to be called that.

He took the girl's shoulders and unbuttoned her dress, it fell to the floor.

He gasped at her beauty.

He had seen her many times but now, as his wife. She was different.

Danny stayed still, letting him admire her before Jon took her hand and led her to the bed.

He laid her down on it, and quickly took off his clothes.

"Now I am yours, and you are mine," he whispered.

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Danny opened her eyes, finding herself in a strange room. It was all white with strange objects.

"The white room?" she said.

Jon explained in Valyria the magic room.

The girl headed towards the computer.

{Congratulations you have been granted the skill, player. Due to your marriage to Jon Snow.

The skill grants experience points in the various arts offered.

every few experience points the player levels up.

At every level, you will gain one skill point.

This can be used to obtain skills or saved to upgrade skills.}

The girl pressed on player menu.

{Name: Daenereys Targaryen (Snow)

Level: 1

Skill Points: 1

Exp 0/50

Skills:

Available skills:

Fire Magic}

The girl selected the only magic she could.

{The player has selected the Fire Magic skill.

Do you want to spend a skill point to obtain the skill?}

The girl pressed yes.

{Fire Magic Level: 1 acquired}

Her body became hot. She felt a terrible burning in her chest and stomach. And she screamed. Then everything calmed down.

{Fire Magic Level: 1

Cost: 10 mana per spell

Fire Bullet: Marble-sized fireball

Light Fire: small flame to light a campfire

Flash: bright flame to damage eyes

Warm: heats the body.}

Danny smiled, remembering that she should press exit.

She knew that if she went out she would see Jon, she felt uncomfortable, the night before, she was full of nerves.

She had spent many nights with him, sleeping, having sex, or talking.

But after the wedding, she felt nervous, like a virgin, Danny blamed the wedding nerves.

Submissive.

That wasn't in her character.

She shook her head and left the white room.

She wanted Jon to know the new news.

[T/N: YEAH! A New Stark Rises! That boy is pissing me off! I hope Robb hangs him with his own intestines. If you like this chapter then leave a comment, write a review, and drop some stones. If you want to read a few advanced chapters then check out the P@treon or the Ko-fi. It's well over 20+ chapters ahead!]

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