Lyanna POV
In Dragonstone, Jon's chamber. I sit with Jon and Laela trying to think together. Jon says "Okay she is right the boy must be with his father in King's Landing"
Laela says "Really?"
Jon says "And at the same time he must be with you" I lean on my hand exhausted "We do not want for the boy the same fate we have knowing our father and our mother not and do not forget he is a bastard Daeron did not claim him so in front of everyone he is just Rhaegar Blackfyre son of Daeron Targaryen"
I say "So what I give him my son and he lives away from me"
Laela says "Of course not it's not a solution growing up without you the same us knowing Larissa Velaryon his mother, no"
I smile "I am going to scream" Jon nods and I stand scream and jump.
Jon asks "Feeling better?"
I sit again "Much much better"
"There must be something "
Laela says "I told her to marry Daeron"
"Wow, wow, continue in confusing and ruin your life"
I say "Can I take Rhaegar and sail away to free cities or summer isles"
"If the opposite happens and he takes Rhaegar will you be happy"
I sigh "No"
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The painted table chamber. I, Daeron, Aeryn and Daemion sit around the table. Maelys walks around the table "If the Velaryon takes their allies away, we should pray to the gods to find another navy army"
I stare at the same "So I should accept Rhea's offer and give her my son on a golden plate"
Maelys says "As old bastard in this is family we are welcoming your son to the family"
I give him a look "Seriously"
Daeron says "Larissa is a good woman she will not accept this, I know her"
Aeryn says "We know Larissa but I know Rhea much more, she will not stop, she must put someone on the throne from her line"
We stayed in silence thinking.
Daemio's voice breaks the silence "Marry Daeron in Valyrian traditional"
Aeryn says "Her uncle, what? no"
I and Daeron say "We have a son together"
Daemion says "What about Rhaella our sister" They share glances.
I ask "What about Valyrian Traditional"
Maelys says "He will take you as a second wife without breaking any allies or loses with Velaryon"
"I want to stay where Jon will be, I do not want to separate again from my twin brother"
Aeryn says "Jon belongs to King's Landing, we are all family"
"We are wolves, we were raised to be part of the pack, we belong to the pack, not Winterfell or King's Landing"
Daeron nods "Lyanna is right"
Daemion says "You have another solution but if you did it, we never heard from you"
Aeryn says "After everyone knows your and Jon's truth both of you must betrothal to houses to make allies"
I say "Well, I need to be married to the man who commands King's army"
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In Jon's chamber, I sit with Jon and Rhaegar between my arms. Jon smiles looking at me "You are annoying and love to ruin your life but I love you"
I hold his hand "I love you too, Jon"
"In winter, we must protect ourselves. Look after one another."
I smile "Father. 'When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives."
"I miss him, Lyanna"
I sadly "So am I, Jon"
"I love Daenerys" I widen my eyes "I think I am in love, she makes me smile"
"Fools make us smile" Jon gives me a look "I make you smile"
"I know you do not like her"
"No, I like her, I am knowing her she is kind and so sweet with Rhaegar, Lucaes and Elianna"
"See, she will be a good queen"
"You love her means you will be by her side at the Iron Throne, brother and you hate being King"
Jon looks at me thinking.
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I and Daeron sit on the castle roof. The dragons fly above us. we watch the ocean together. I swing my leg in the air and lay back opening my arms.
Daeorn smiles "If you fall, I will not rescue you" Jaegar screech "I think Jaegar will"
I sit again "What are you thinking after what they said"
"Well, you know I wanted to we'd you since you were fifteen but I do not want to marry you because give my son name"
"I do not want to marry you to give my son name"
"these issi dangerous jēdi. Se tubis jāhor doubtless māzigon skori nyke require such nykeā raqiros. Rūsīr daor mērī skill yn discretion hae sȳrī."
Translate: These are dangerous times. The day will doubtless come when I require such a friend. With not only skill but discretion as well.
"Nyke gīmigon se nyke jorrāelagon ao"
Translate: I know and I need you"
"īlon could daor dīnagon unless jaime istan morghe."
Translate: We could not marry unless Jaime were dead.
I sigh looking at the dragons "Nyke gīmigon se also gīmigon skori jon gūrogon se dēmalion, nyke jāhor sagon prince hen zaldrīzesdōron."
Translate: I know and also know when Jon takes the throne, I will be the princess of Dragonstone.
Daeron says "zaldrīzesdōron iksos ñuhon."
Translate: Dragonstone is mine.
I smile "Exactly."
Daeron stands looking at the ocean "Ao jaelagon naejot tymagon se tymptir hen dēmalia."
Translate: You want to play the game of thrones.
"Nyke tymagon se tymptir pār arrived naejot dārys tegorīr se jaime vēttan issa nykeā dāria kesrio syt ziry knew skorkydoso naejot tymagon ziry."
Translate: I play the game since arrived to King's Landing and Jaime made me a queen because he knew how to play it.
"Ao won nykeā ao morghūljagon konīr daor middle isse se groundi"
Translate: You won or you die there no middle in the ground
I nod "Se bona aōha dēmalion, lo jon gōntan daor claim ziry tolī īlon ivestragon zirȳla se truth se pōnta gōntan daor support daenerys hae rhea vestretan sīr ziry iksos aōhon."
Translate: And that your throne, if Jon did not claim it after we tell him the truth and they did not support Daenerys as Rhea said so it's yours.
Daeron turns to me "Ao jāhor sagon se dāria."
Translate: You will be the queen.
I correct him "īlva tresy jāhor sagon se dārys yn nyke jāhor daor sagon nykeā tyrant. Se udrāzma rȳ ossȳngnon."
Translate: Our son will be the king but I will not be a tyrant. And rule through terror.
"nykeā tyrant rules mērī rȳ ossȳngnon. Lo ao issi naejot sagon nykeā kostōba dāria, ao līs cultivate jorrāelagon se respect, kessa, yn aōha subjects līs zūgagon ao."
Translate: A tyrant rules only through terror. If you are to be a strong queen, you must cultivate love and respect, yes, but your subjects must fear you.
"Se people zūgagon se respect se mele queen"
Translate: The people fear and respect the red queen
"yn jaime?"
Translate: But Jaime?
"nyke gaomagon jorrāelagon jaime."
Translate: I do love Jaime.
"pār grant zirȳla bisa kindness. Mazilībagon zirȳla dāez. Tōma jēdri chock each tolie tolī jon's morghon tolī olvie, lyanna."
Translate: Then grant him this kindness. Set him free. Five years chock each other after Jon's death too much, Lyanna.
"Jaime iderēptan cersei's paktot bona jāhor daor sagon problem, se problem iksos. Tolī īlon ērinagon se dēmalion. Skoros jāhor massigon naejot zirȳla?"
Translate: Jaime chose Cersei's side that will not be problem, the problem is. After we win the throne. What will happen to him?
Daeron sighs "jikagon zirȳla naejot se dōros."
Translate: Send him to the wall.
I sit "sȳz."
Translate: Fine.
Daeron approaches me and lifts my chin up to look at him and rests his forehead in mine "perzys va perzys"
Translate: Fire on Fire
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Narrator POV
Between three Shoots. The beach of Dragonstone, Winterfell Bran Stark talking to Samuel Tyrrell and Flashback in Riverlands.
In Dragonstone, Daeron immediately holds his private wedding. This is presumably to keep his and Lyanna Snow's wedding a secret.
Although Laela and Jon with Daenerys and Viserys are in attendance. Lyanna wears a traditional piece of Valarian headgear. Daeron and I are dressed, likely, in the traditional marital robes of Valyria.
In the Old Valyrian custom, both the bride and groom cut each other's lips with a fine blade of dragonglass.
Daeron cuts his hand, so their blood can mix together.
Daeron then rubs a mark on each of their foreheads; this is meant to signify the continuation of the bloodline.
Daeron's dream is happening the joy in his heart can't describe as the war ends and the world dances for his promised day.
He asked Ned Stark before but after eight years his wedding happen.
Daeron Targaryen smiles "Father, Smith, Warrior, Mother, Maiden, Crone, Stranger. I am hers and she is mine from this day until the end of my days."
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In Flashback, Riverlands. Bran Stark observes the wedding of Rhaeger Targaryen and Lyanna Stark.
Daeron Targaryen watches them with a smile. A Septon between them.
Rhaegar Targaryen says "Father, Smith, Warrior, Mother, Maiden, Crone, Stranger. I am hers and she is mine from this day until the end of my days."
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Back to Dragonestone.
Lyanna Snow smiles at Daeron "Father, Smith, Warrior, Mother, Maiden, Crone, Stranger. I am his and he is mine from this day until the end of my days."
Lyanna marrying her best friend the father of her child and her first love. But Lyanna never will love someone the way she loved Jaime. Jaime always have a special place in her heart.
Lyanna loved Jaime in way and loved Daeron in another way. Each one of them has his own place in her heart.
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In a flashback to Riverlands. Lyanna Stark smiles at Rhaegar "Father, Smith, Warrior, Mother, Maiden, Crone, Stranger. I am his and he is mine from this day until the end of my days."
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In Winterfell, Nran's chamber. Bran Stark turns to Sam "Robert's Rebellion was built on a lie. Rhaegar didn't kidnap my aunt, or rape her."
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In Flashback to Riverlands. Daeron takes the maiden cloak. Rhaegar and Lyanna kiss.
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Back to Dragonestone. Jon and Daenerys share a smiling look. Viserys smiles at Daeron and then shares a look with Laela who smiles happily for her younger sister.
Daeron and Lyanna pledge to each other that they are "Mēre ñelly, mēre prūmia, mēre soul, sir se forever."
Translate: One flesh, one heart, one soul, now and forever.
Lyanna and Daeron kiss passionately.
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Bran Narrating POV
After the wedding in the boat interior. Jon knocks on a door and Daenerys answers.
Bran narrators "He loved her. And she loved him."
Daenerys lowers her arm to invite Jon in. The door closes.
Tyrion watches from the hall.
Lyanna watches too from her cabin as the door opens nearby. Daeron behinds her and he closes the door quietly pulls her to him and they kiss.
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In Flashback, Lyanna Stark has given birth to Jon and Lyanna Snow, but she is dying. Ned Stark kneels beside her, holding her hand.
Bran narrators "And Jon, Lyanna - Jon and Lyanna's real name.
Lyanna whispers "Their names are Aegon and Visneya Targaryen. You have to protect them. Promise me, Ned."
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In Boat Interior. Daenerys and Jon are making love on her bed, passionately.
Bran narrators "They're never been bastards. He's the heir to the Iron Throne" Tyrion continues to stand in the hallway outside their door "He needs to know, she needs to know. We need to tell them."
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Narrator POV
In the Wall. Ravens caw as Tormund and Beric patrol on the top of the wall. They look out towards the North. Beric says "It's a long way down."
Tormund says "Yeah. The crows keep telling me I'll get used to it."
Figures start to emerge from the forest.
Man says "I can see movement. Watch, on the tree line!"
Man #2 asks "What is it?"
A huge undead army emerges from the trees. The white walkers are mounted, holding a spear.
Dark clouds swirl. A horn blares as the undead army gets closer to the wall. The undead army stops, and all is still.
Atop the wall, Tormund and Beric look out nervously. A dragon's screech comes from the darkness.
The undead Viserion flies in, and spits out blue flame at the wall as he passes.
Tormund and Beric stare in disbelief. The Night King rides astride the undead dragon. Tormund and Beric hurry down from the watchtower.
Tormund shouts "Come on! Run! Run!"
The Night's Watchmen flee as the undead dragon attacks the wall will blue flame.
The wall begins to buckle and fall. The stairways shake and destruct. Many fall to their deaths. The undead army watches, motionless.
Tormund and Beric barely escape from the collapsing section of the wall. Once it has come to the ground, the undead army starts to advance.
The army seems endless and includes undead giants. The Night King leads from above, riding Viserion. The undead march south of the wall.