Hell Hath No Fury|JON SNOW|

12: its always this isnt it

"I lost my way, all the way to you, and in you I found, all the way back to me."

Just my luck that what Daenerys wanted was for me to fight for her. Not that I didn't mind of course I just didn't expect it so soon.

I hold onto her shoulders tightly to I don't fall off of her dragons, whilst she confidently grips onto his scales before looking over her shoulder to me. She does a smug little smirk before looking back ahead of her.

"Are you sure you wanna do this?" She yells back at me and all I do is nod my answer before releasing my grip on her shoulders as we break through the clouds.

With the Dothraki screaming below us I manage to get to my feet as they break through the line of Lannister soldiers I jump.

With my magic surrounding me as I land On the battle field my Scarlet mist surrounds all the Lannister soldiers letting them die without feeling a thing.

Men come at me from all sides trying there best to kill me but all failed. I turn my head raising a shield of sort made of my magic as Daenerys dragon burns the men around me there screams echoing in my head.

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Once all the fighting is over I swiftly head over to the lake to wash the blood off my hands. With it all caked on my hands it's hard to wash off, that much is clear but I hear Daenerys dragon roar loudly shaking the land beneath me.

I turn my attention to Daenerys to see ashes wear I'm assuming men once stood.  She turns away emotionless and her eyes meet mine, I offer her a small smile until I hear splash next to me as something wet grabs my wrist pulling me into the water.

I lot put a scream only to inhale water, feeling as it fills my lungs I try my best to get to the surface only to be pulled down again. I look up in the water to see people looking into the lake as I'm pulled down more black spots block my vision.

The last I see is a head of silver head before I black out the water consuming me.

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Gasping for air as I'm thrown onto the hard ground the rocks scraping against my hands. I cough out all the water in my body as I look up my vision still a little blurry as I see two men one with brown hair the other with graying blond, wearing Lannister armor.

I realize who stands in front of me and I roll to the side, magic flooding my veins as I quickly hop to my feat the red mist surrounding my hands as I raise them.

"We just want to talk." The man who I'm assuming is Jamie Lannister says hands raised.

I raise my eyebrows as my red magic glows brighter.

"What do you want?" I question my red wisps circling discarded daggers making them float up in the air pointed at the two men.

"We want to know who you are- and why your fighting for the dragon queen." He says. I lower the daggers slightly letting them know I won't harm then unless they attack.

"Max. My name is Max." I say and his eyes widen as he and the other man share a look.

"Your The Queen in the North, The Wildling who married Jon Snow." The other one says his hands now raised in front of him as well.

"You know who I am?" I question the both of them nodding there heads. "Will you let me go? I need to get back to my son." I say only now my eyes widen now realizing what I just said.

I watch as there eyes widen as well realization that I had a son with Jon Snow, the king in the north. Damn you Max without thinking before you bloody speak- i scold myself.

I quickly drop the weapons then landing on the ground with a thud and I let my magic take over lifting me Into the air heading back toward dragon stone.

Sorry it's been a while and that this chapter is so short but hope you like it. Feel free to suggest ideas for the next one.