In Winterfell, the great hall, The victory feast is sombre and quiet, even though the hall is filled to capacity. At the head table sits Bran, Sansa, Jon, Daenerys, Aeryn and Tyrion.
Jaime and I sit at the right table with the crowd.
Jaime turns his attention to me "Come on, Lyanna. Smile a little, you are alive"
Man toast "To your health."
I turn to him "It's been three days, Jaime, The burning meat still smells it"
Jaime puts his hand on mine "It will pass"
I smile looking at his hand and squeeze his "I know"
Jaime smiles "Oh, I miss that smile"
I shake my head looking away "I am going to sit with my brother, Ser Jaime Lannister"
Jaime nods with a smile "Fine, your grace"
I stand heading to the main table.
In the crowd, Gendry looks around. He turns back to the table where Sandor "The Hound" Clegane eats hungrily.
Gendry takes a drink "Have you seen Arya?"
The Hound turn to him "You can still smell the burning bodies, and that's where your head is at."
"I just want to thank her for___"
The hound cuts him "I'm sure you do."
"Look, it's not about that."
The hound gives him a look "Of course it's about that, you twat. Why shouldn't it be? The dead are dead. You're not."
The Hound takes a deep gulp of his wine. Gendry gets up, insulted. He walks the length of the hall to exit.
Aeryn notices him as he passes the head table "Gendry."
I turn to Aeryn while leaning my head on Jon's shoulder.
Gendry stops and faces him. The hall goes even quieter. Gendry approaches the main table "Yes, Your Grace."
Aeryn looks at me "Lyanna told me you're Robert Baratheon's son"
Gendry nods. Kenna and Ayla turn their attention watching their half-brother.
Daenerys looks at them "You are aware he took my family's throne and tried to have me murdered?"
Aeryn gives her a warning look.
Gendry to her "I didn't even know he was my father and my friends are my sisters until after he was dead."
Aeryn nods "Yes, he's dead. His brothers are too."
Daenerys wonders "So who's Lord of Storm's End now?"
I give her a death stare "Do I look invisible to you, Princess"
Gendry says "Queen Lyanna, Your Grace."
Arlan Donddarion stands "If you excuse me, your grace. Lyonel Donddarion my nephew was lord of Storm's End after Stannis Baratheon abandoned us, I think we should keep it in the family"
Aeryn to the hall "Storm's End men here accept that?" No one in the hall responds "Ser Donnel Swann"
Donnel approaches in the middle and nods "Your grace"
Aeryn to Donnel "You're the ser of Storm's End so tell me, people, there needs Donddarion rule"
I share a look with Jaime.
Donnel nods "We wanted Lord Lyonel to rule but he murdered with cold blood and Queen Lyanna rule us like he is still with us"
Aeryn nods "I think it is clear lord Arlan, they love their Queen but with her grace" to Gendry "I think you should be Lord of Storm's End."
The crowd murmurs.
Gendry looks at his sisters "I can't be. I'm a bastard."
Aeryn says "No, you are Lord Gendry Baratheon of Storm's End, the lawful son of Robert Baratheon. And your sisters Kenna Hightower of House Baratheon and Ayala Baratheon. Because that is what I have made you."
Ayala smiles at her sister and shares a smiling look with Legolaes. The newly named Gendry Baratheon nods in shock and surprise. Aeryn gives me a look to talk.
I turn to Gendry and smile "I will not find a better one than you, Gendry, an honest and powerful man to rule Storm's End under my reign"
At a nearby table, Davos stands and raises his glass "To Lord Gendry Baratheon of Storm's End"
Everyone in the hall rises to their feet to salute Gendry "To Gendry!"
"Lord Gendry!"
"Gendry!"
"Gendry!"
Arlan raises his cup with greed in his eyes and a fake smile "Gendry!"
Gendry takes a goblet from the smiling Jon Snow.
Kenna smiles "Lord Gendry!"
Gendry salutes the hall. They cheer in response.
Ayala cheers "Gendry!"
The Hound, still sitting, shakes his head and returns to shovelling food into his mouth. The hall continues to cheer.
"That's easy, isn't it?"
Tyrion; A fitting reward for a hero.
Sam to Gendry "Uh, hold on."
Tyrion says "And a Lord of Storm's End who will be forever loyal to you."
A man to Gendry "Come, my lord."
Daenerys gives us a look "See? You're not the only one who's clever."
Sansa looks at Daenerys with concern, pondering the play that the Mother of Dragons has just made.
Woman says "I have to go down and get another barrel."
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Later, The mood lightened. The merry crowd laughs and enjoys themselves.
The wine flows freely. A server places a carafe of wine on the tables I still sit next to Jon leans in his shoulder and cover the top of my goblet.
Jaime approaches us and removes my hand "We fought dead things and lived to talk about it. If this isn't the time to drink when is?"
Jaime pours wine for me and himself.
Jon gives him a look "Me too because I'm not visible"
I chuckle a little and Jaime and I clink glasses and drink together.
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Narrator POV
In another part, Davos and Tyrion stand talking about Melisandre.
Davos says "The last time I saw her, I told her I'd kill her if I ever saw her again."
Tyrion says "I'm sure you had your reasons."
Davos nods "I did. I do."
Tyrion wonders "So did you?"
Davos says "Never got the chance. She did it to herself. Or her god did it to her. Lord of Light. We play his game for him, we fight his war and win, and then he fucks off. No signs, no blessings. Who knows what he wants?"
Tyrion says "I don't imagine thinking about that subject will leave you any happier than before."
Davos says "And what if I'm not trying to be happy?"
Tyrion says "Then you're in luck. We may have defeated them, but we still have us to contend with."
"Thank you. I feel much better." Davos takes the wine that Tyrion has poured for him and drinks.
Tyrion exits.
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Harwin drinks his wine and Laela holds his hand and smiles at him. He takes her hand and kisses it. Laela smiles "You think Lyanna will survive this"
Harwin nods "Jaime is on her side now, she will get her revenge on all of them"
Laela nods "Like she takes her straightness from him"
"And when that happens, I do not want us and our children in the middle of this"
Laela looks at him confused "What do you mean?"
"I mean, we must leave, past in the sake of King's Landing, you miracley survived because my sister saved you but now we have to save our children"
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The celebrations are becoming raucous. The Hound takes the entire pitcher of wine from a serving wench as she passes.
Next to him, Bard and Daena Belaerys talking together.
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A fireplace in the great hall, Tyrion looks into the fire, pensively. A man shouting "More ale!"
Tyrion addresses Bran who sits nearby "This is clever. Even better than the saddle I designed for you."
Bran says "It's the same as the one Daeron Targaryen built for his crippled nephew 120 years ago. I liked that one."
Tyrion says "You know our history better than anyone" to Robb "That will be useful, What do you think, Lord of Winterfell."
Robb nods "I'm not Lord of Winterfell and I do not see any benefit of this"
Tyrion to Robb "You're the older trueborn son of Ned Stark"
Robb looks at Bernia and doesn't answer.
Tyrion says "You don't want it."
Robb wonders "My people want me after what happened?"
Bernia to Robb "Any leader has his up and downs, Robb"
Tyrion to Bran "What about you?"
Bran says "I don't really want anymore."
Tyrion says "I envy you."
Bran looks turns to look behind him at Maester Wolkan "You shouldn't envy me. Mostly I live in the past."
Maester Wolkan steps up behind Bran's chair and starts wheeling him away.
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Lyanna POV
The head of the table, Aeryn watches us. Tormund goads Jon into drinking from his horn "All of it."
I smile "Go on."
Jon shakes his head "No, not in one go."
Sansa says "Go on. I believe in you."
Tormund says "We have to celebrate our victory."
Jon says "Vomiting is not celebrating."
Tormund says "Yes, it is." Everyone laughs. Tormund holds up the drinking horn in salute "Ah! To the Dragon House!" Everyone in the hall cheers.
Aeryn stands "To Jon, the hero of Winterfell!"
Everyone stands and cheers again, even louder. Only The Hound remains seated in disdain for the celebration "Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah!"
I say "Drink!"
Tormund tips the great horn back and drinks for an inordinately long time. He roars. Jon, I and Sansa smile. Sansa watches Daenerys again, then stands and exits.
Tormund says "I'm fine!"
Aeryn returns to her seat, sitting alone while Tormund continues to spur on the drunken revelry nearby. The hall is abuzz with merriment.
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Narrator POV
Daenora watches the dragons in the courtyard, and Aemon approaches her. Daenora turns "You did not celebrate with Father"
Aemon puts his hands behind him "He decided to celebrate in his room, I want you to help me"
Daenora turns to him "About?"
Aemon says "Father just named Robert's children, I am sure he made that to let me marry her soon. I know Legolaes loves Ayala" Daenora crosses her arms to her chest "I need your help to let them marry"
Daenora gives him a look "And you will do that because you have the kindest heart?!"
Aemon says "Because I know you do not love him and you can not break uncle's word so let them be the wrong one in the story"
Daenora looks at him "And you will have the way to marry Daella"
Aemon smirks "And you will have the way to marry my brother"
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At a nearby table, Tyrion, Jaime, Brienne and Podric are playing Tyrion's drinking game. Tyrion drunkenly "Your turn."
Jaime to Brienne "Um, You are an only child."
Brienne says "I told you I was."
Jaime argues "You didn't."
Brienne says "I did."
Jaime says "I surmised it."
Tyrion says "Drink."
Humorously scoffing, Brienne drinks.
Tyrion says "Go again."
Brienne wonders "Why does he get to go again?"
Tyrion says "Because it's my game."
Jaime says "You have danced with Renly Baratheon."
Brienne looks accusingly at Podrick
Podrick to Brienne "No."
Tyrion says "Drink."
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At the head table, Tormund is quite drunk and vociferous as he celebrates with Jon, Davos, and some Free Folk. Viserys joins me and we are sitting next to each other.
Viserys cheers "The other way around!"
Tormund says "I saw him riding that thing."
Davos nods "We all did."
Tormund says "No. No. I saw him riding that thing."
Jon sitting behind him next to me and Viserys shakes his head and laughs. He takes another drink as he listens.
Davos says "That's right, you did."
Tormund says "I did. That's why we all agreed to follow him. That's the kind of man he is."
Sitting just beyond the group, Daenerys notices the praise that Jon is getting. She watches closely.
Tormund puts his hand on Jon's shoulder with drunken affection. He then throws his arm around Jon's shoulder. Tormund laughing "He's little but he's strong. Strong enough to befriend an enemy and get murdered for it!"
Daenerys continues to jealously observe the adulation that Jon receives. Viserys notice it and smile.
Tormund says "Most people get bloody murdered, they stay that way" he firmly slaps Jon on the back.
Jon winces in pain.
I put my hand on my mouth and chuckles "My poor twin"
Tormund says "Not this one."
We laugh.
Jon says "Yeah, I didn't have much say in that."
Tormund says "Ah! He comes back and keeps fighting. Here, north of the Wall, and then back here again. He keeps fighting. He keeps fighting."
Daenerys grows more unhappy with the praise and attention that Jon is getting and rubs her belly.
Tormund says "He climbed on a fucking dragon and fought. What kind of person climbs on a fucking dragon? A madman or a king!"
I smile and cheer. The crowd cheers. Jon looks at Daenerys. She toasts him with her glass.
Viserys walks towards to her and whispers in her ear "You feel that, that what I feel before but control your anger because anyone can make for you a golden crown and Daeron is not here"
Daenerys stares at him and he smiles in drunkenness and walk away.
Tormund continues to laugh as Daenerys looks around the room, with Varys standing in the wings behind her. She looks over at the table where the drinking game is being played by Tyrion, Jaime, Brienne, and Podrick.
Daenerys looks back at Jon and Tormund, feeling let out. She stands quickly.
Varys stands in response. As she exits, Varys bows to her, then watches her go with concern.
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Narrator POV
In Daella's room, Aemon walks in and sees Daella lying on her bed and gives her back to the door "Daella, are you alive?"
"No"
Aemon closes the door and climbs the bed and sleeps next to her "Well" he pulls her to him "How do you feel today?"
"Lost, I miss him, Aemon"
Aemon wipes her hair "I know, love. I know"
Daella sniffles "Mother closes her room and did not come out, Grandmother and Uncle Monteryos everyone in his own life"
Aemon kisses her head "I am here for you, I am here" he hugs her and she cries between his arms.
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In the drinking game, I and Arlan join Jaime, Tyrion, Brienne and Podrick deep in their cups. Brienne argues "Wrong! Wrong, wrong, wrong! Drink!"
Brienne and Tyrion laugh.
Tyrion drinks "Mm!"
Brienne says "You were married. Before Sansa."
Jaime says "Drink."
Tyrion growls and drinks.
Brienne says "You're drinking wine, but you prefer ale!"
"No!" Tyrion laughs drunkenly.
Brienne drinks, smiling.
Tyrion stares at me as he prepares his next guess in their game, his face suddenly very serious "You still in love with my brother"
My face falls. Arlan drinks are neither interesting.
Jaime tries to save the mood "That's a statement about the present"
Tyrion gives me a look "At no point in the past, up until this very moment"
I stand "I must check on Rhaegar"
Jaime gives Tyrion a look.
Arlan approaches me "Your grace, may we talk about an important issue"
I smile fakely "Please pardon me for a moment." I exit.
The drunken Arlan moves to follow. Jaime stands quickly and blocks him. They exchange a look. Jaime jovially pats Arlan on the shoulder to stay him, then turns to follow me.
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Narrator POV
Gendry searches for Arya. He enters a passageway away from the festivities. He is startled by an arrow that pierces the wall just in front of his face. He turns to see Arya holding the bow. He raises both hands in surrender and enters.
"Don't shoot" Arya notches another bow "It's nighttime, it's freezing, and everyone's celebrating. You should be celebrating with them."
"I am celebrating." She launches the arrow at a makeshift target tacked to a barrel. She picks up another arrow.
Gendry nods "Yeah, I am too. I'm not Gendry Rivers anymore. I'm Gendry Baratheon, Lord of Storm's End. By order of the king."
Arya says "Congratulations."
Gendry grabs her quickly and kisses her "I don't know how to be lord of anything. I hardly know how to use a fork. All I know is that you're beautiful, and I love you, and none of it will be worth anything if you're not with me. So be with me" he kneels before Arya "Be my wife. Be the Lady of Storm's End."
Arya bends down and kisses Gendry They stand together "I would be your family"
Gendry smiles "You would be as you want"
Arya nods smiling.
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Lyanna POV
In my room, I hold sleeping Rhaegar after suffering to force him to sleep. I put him in the crib quite and close the curtains and sigh. I add a log to the fire burning in the hearth. There is a knock on the door. I walk over and open it.
Jaime stands at, leaning drunkenly against the wall "You didn't drink." He invites himself in. Jaime places a pitcher on the table and grabs the two glasses nestled at the elbow of his right arm.
I'm a bit confused, but I close the door and walk over "I didn't drink?"
Jaime nods "In the game."
I give him a look "I drank."
Jaime picks up the pitcher to pour a glass of wine "In the game. This is Dornish."
I sit on the chair "This is not the game. This is only drinking."
Jaime hands me a full glass "Suit yourself" I drink a puzzled look on my face "You keep it warm enough in here." Jaime slides off his jacket with a bit of difficulty and throws it down on the table.
I nod "It's a thing Father learnt us. Keep your fire going. Every time you leave the room put more wood on."
"That's very diligent. Very responsible."
I chuckle "Piss off."
"You know the first thing I learned in the North? I hate the fucking North."
I smile "It's a lie, It grows on you."
Jaime sits on the chair facing me "I don't want things growing on me" He fills the other glass with a sloppy pour "How about Arlan Donddarion? Has he grown on you? He was very sad when you left" He drinks.
My expression softens almost whispering "You sound quite jealous."
Jaime nods "I do, don't I? You are my wife, I do not care Lyanna or Visneya or even a dead body, you are the woman I love. It's bloody hot in here." Jaime works to undo the lacing of his shirt but struggles to do so one-handed. He chuckles in embarrassment at his ineptitude. He tries using his left hand and his teeth.
I realize that this is a drunken seduction. I swat his hand away "Oh, move aside" I undoes Jaime's shirt. Jaime starts doing the same for her "What are you doing?"
"I'm taking your shirt off."
We both pause and look at one another. I take a step back feeling confused. Jaime sighs. I undo my own shirt as he watches. I help Jaime pull his shirt over his head. I then peel off my own shirt.
Jaime looks into my eyes "You know it's been four years since we did not share a bed" I nod "Then you have to drink. Those are the rules"
I roll my eyes "I told you__"
Jaime cuts me short with a hungry kiss so I return in kind.
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Narrator POV
In Jon's room, Jon sits on the edge of his bed, his head propped up on one fist, tired and drunk. Daenerys opens the door and enters "Are you drunk?"
Jon looks at her for a beat "No" he stands and stumbles a bit. He laughs at himself "Only a little."
Daenerys shuts the door and moves closer.
"I didn't know Ser Jorah well but I know this. If he could have chosen a way to die, it would have been protecting you."
"He loved me. And I couldn't love him back. Not the way he wanted. Not the way I love you" They embrace "Is that all right?"
They kiss, gently at first. Their passion builds and they start to undress one another while still kissing.
Jon pulls back, a conflicted look on his face. Daenerys responds with dejection. Jon moves away.
"I wish you'd never told me. If I didn't know, I'd be happy right now."
"You will give birth soon, I am trying to be careful"
Daenerys sits "I try to forget. Tonight I did for a while, and then I saw them gathered around you. I saw the way they looked at you. I know that look. So many people have looked at me that way, but never here. Never on this side of the sea."
"I told you I don't want it"
Daenerys angrily "It doesn't matter what you want. You didn't want to be King in the North. What happens when they demand you press your claim, and take what is mine?"
Jon kneels before her "we know it's Daeron then Viserys right and if I take it we will rule together. I don't know what else I can say."
Daenerys quickly takes Jon's face in her hands and looks him straight in the eye "I want it to be the way it was between us."
Jon returns her touch "I know"
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Lyanna POV
Jaime and I lay in bed naked. Jaime looks at me breathing deeply and then we stare towards the ceiling.