Robb was in his office, he was making war plans again and thinking of how he could get the Freys to back him. He sighed and looked at the map again, the odds were not against the, but they were in favor either. That was when Talissa came inside, he glanced at her and motioned for her to sit down. She bowed her head a little and didn't meet his eyes, that made Robb frown. A little worried

"Your grace..." she started

"We both know you don't have to call me that" he said a little coldly, he had kinda ended things with her. He had his wife, his Marienna now. "Not when we are alone" he continued

"I am sorry, Your Gr-...Robb" she corrected herself and shallowed. She wasn't pleased to do it, to come and tell him. She already felt bad for talking disrespectfully to the queen

"What is it, Talissa....you look....nervous" Robb said and stood up walking over to her

"I am....because....I don't know how to say it" she said and looked at him, she knew he still felt something for her but...but it was wrong

"Just tell me, you know me love" he said and took her hands in his to calm her down a little

"I....I have a baby, I am expecting one...." she said and looked down as she noticed Robb backing up shocked

"W-what?" He asked shocked, how could it be. They haven't been together in the bed for a month....so they were careless before.

He sighed and run a hand through his hair. He couldn't just order her to leave, that was his child too. If Marie was to find out though she would leave him....yet it was his child. His responsibility.

"Robb....I am sorry just..." she started but he shushed her and she sighed

"It's not your fault, my lady. Talissa....just, if my wife is to find out. I will loose her, the North will loose her. But I guess we can't keep it a secret forever" he said and took her hands in his "just give me sometime to see what to do, I am here. And this child will be raised as a true high born" Robb said and looked into her eyes

"Alright...." she whispered and hugged him, he hugged her back. A child is a blessing, they were blessed. But the North would be doomed without the queen and they both knew it. And Robb would be incomplete without her, but those were the consequences of his actions and he had to accept them.

After Talissa left Robb sighed heavily, not only did he had to solve how he would win this war but he also had to figure out how he would keep his family united and his wife by his side. But then he remember, even if Marie would leave, they would kill her. They all knew who she was, the queen in the North. The sun behind the wolf. No lord in Westeros would let her be alive, they would end her or in the best occasion capture her. But he didn't care about that.

He didn't want to keep her with him, he didn't want to break her even more. Both of them have been through more than enough. And finally he loved her, Robb loved Marienna more than any man had ever loved any other woman. Talissa was just a crush but Marie wasn't. And crushes pass, but true love doesn't. And how was he supposed to just let his true love go out of his past mistakes....? But it was his child, his baby. And he would raise it, bastard or not. But that was the problem here, he didn't want his child to be called a bastard.

Meanwhile in her tent, Marienna was brushing her hair and looking at herself in the mirror. She looked just fine. No, she looked marvelous. With a sigh, her eyes found her new perfume. She smelled it, it smelled of flowers and fire. A gift from Margaery Tyrell that arrived late. It was supposed to arrive before she would be running off to King's Landing to serve this jerk, Joffrey. But it didn't matter now. She would win this war, even if she had to cripple every Tyrell and every Lannister.

When she heard footsteps she quickly turned around only to he met with a pair of known eyes. And this face she remembered so clearly. The face she once kissed and held in her hands. The body she once hugged and kissed oh so gently and lovingly and the eyes she had gotten so lost in them.

"What are you doing here?" It just rolled out of her lips, without thought or effort. While her eyes stayed glued to his.

"I came for you....I am here Marienna." Herastus said and stared back at the young queen, oh and how much he had missed her. She had grown so much, she wasn't the scared girl she once was.

Now Herastus saw a queen, a warrior and a fighter. The sword and speak near her bed said so too. And there was a fire in her eyes, the fire of war. Ready to fight and ready to defend everything and anything. It's all or nothing now though. He had to tell her. To explain to her about her parents and what happened to them

"But I am not alone, I came here with a friend. Jorah Mormort.....because he knows about your parents. Your biological parents. And he told me..." he said while looking at her confused face

"And you want me to just believe you? You brought a traitor, an exiled man back in Westeros" she said but her tone was not angry, she was awfully calm. That was the affect Herastus always had on her

"Why would I ever lie to you Marienna? You know how I feel about you, you know what we have been through. I risked my life once for you, what makes you think I won't do it again?"

"Alright....go on" she said softly, he was right. When they were together, even for that small amount of time, he had risked his life. He wouldn't lie to her, for no reason

"Alright, here we go" he started and sat beside her when she motioned him to "you probably know that you were found beyond the wall." He continued

"Yes, I know that. I was brought to Lord Eddard Stark by his brother Benjen. But of course none else knows I know" she made clear and he nodded

"You are no wilding though....you are actually the princess of the seven kingdoms Marienna. Your birth name was Maegal Targaryen. First of her name, daughter of Rheagar Targaryen and Elia Martell" he said and waited for her reaction

Marienna just stared at him for awhile before she laughed and patted his shoulder. It was a good joke. That was until she noticed the seriousness in his face. Oh god....he wasn't kidding. She didn't know how that made her feel, did Catelyn Stark knew about her real parents. That why she married off to Robb? So Marienna, or better. Maegal would never rebel? Would never try to take what was hers?

"H-how do you....how do you know?" She whispered

"Well, your father, took you with him to his last battle. Of course he didn't survive it, but  you were taken from there. Then you were brought beyond the wall. I don't know more details. Jorah does, right now he is hiding in our carriage. We don't have much time, your grace. Marienna just.....we will answer every single question you have. But right now we need to see your husband" he said softly while she shook her head

"No we don't, bring Jorah in. I am taking back the crown" she said coldly and stood up from the bed and walked over to where her new perfume was. She put some on her neck and hand

Now all made sense, the lost princess. How she came from the wall. The pale skin and this desire for fire. For the flames. Her skills with the Spear. She was a child of two great houses. House Targaryen and house Martell. Her eyes were brown, like her mother's and her skin was pale. Like her father's. Now she knew, she knew who she was. And for a weird reason.....it made sense.

It made sense for her to her to be the Targaryen princess, she had always felt it. She never belonged in the winter, she had adapted to it for sure. But she was a child of the summer and she was meant to return to it. No more hiding, Robb could follow her after the war. Now they were marching to King's Landing not only to take back Sansa and Arya. But to take back the crown. The crown that was stolen from her father. And her siblings. Now she had to serve justice for her mother, brother and sister.

"Pentos will back you, your grace. My armies are yours, my ships are yours and my alliance and strength lays with you" he said and smiled at her earning a nod

"There is also a gift, my queen" another voice said, which Marie figured out to be Jorah

"Thank you very much, what is it?" She asked in a soft yet strong tone

Jorah nodded and brought a chest to her, which had the three dragon eggs inside. As he slowly opened it he could see the young queen's surprise and awe. She had probably never seen dragon eggs before

"The ages have turned them into stone, but they will always be beautiful" Herastus spoke while he observe her features. So young, so beautiful. So amazed. And so magical

"I see" she whispered and took one in her hands, feeling it. They were one of the most magnificent things she had ever seen.

"My queen, may we go see the king to justify our sudden arrival here?" The prince of Pentos dared to ask her. After all they couldn't have Stark men arresting them before they would meet the king. Robb Stark.

"Of course, you may" her voice was low and soft, like the snow falling during the dawn.

Siting on her bed, Marienna couldn't help but think of her next move. The moment she had been waiting for all her life had come. She had learnt who her real parents were. What they did. What they served. But she felt a little weird. She remembered of how Ned Stark talked to her and Jon during the cold nights and how the tales of war always entertained her more than Jon. Oh Ned Stark, the father she had spent many nights praying for. Until that night....

Ten-year-old Marienna was on her knees with closed eyes praying to the old gods, as Lord Eddard Stark had taught her. What was she praying for? She was praying for a family, a loving mother and caring father. Like Ned Stark. Someone who would tug her in at night and spend hours telling her fairytales of knights and voyagers. Pirates who were defeated by travelers, beautiful girls who never loved the prince. But loved themselves fiercely, who run away with the boy who loved.

"-please, give me a father. Someone kind, someone caring....give me a father, like Lord Stark" the little girl whispered again

"-and I will be happy" she finished. Then a cough from behind her was heard

Lord Eddard Stark, Warden of the North and Lord of Winterfell. He was a man of honor, loved his wife and children. Cared for his people and probably one of the few just man that were left in Westeros. But Ned never thought that he had only five children. No, Ned always felt like he had seven children. Because Jon and Marienna were his children too. He had brought them up, cared and loved them just as much as he had done with Robb, Sansa, Arya, Bran and Rickon.

So with slow steps he slowly approached the little girl, he sat on her bed and patted the space beside him. He smiled softly at the little one, he had heard her praying. He wanted to explain to her that she had a father, not her biological one of course. But Ned Stark was her father, he cared and loved her like his own child. Of course little Marienna was a little embarrassed that he had caught her praying about that. So she slowly, with her head down sat beside him

"My child, you have a father. I am your father, maybe not the biological one. But I love you like my own child. You are one of my children and will always be. You might not have a Stark blood but you have a Stark heart" he said and put his hand on her shoulder smiling

"Really?" She whispered and her eyes drifted to the man who was sitting beside her, to her father

"Yes, really. You have a father, who cares and loves you. Ned Stark" he said and grinned a little at her reaction

With that Marie giggled happily, she threw her arms around him to hug her father. To hug Ned Stark. The blood of a wolf may not run through her veins but her father was a wolf. Her real father would always be the mighty wolf. Lord Eddard Stark of Winterfell.

Memories filled her head and a single tear escaped her eye, how was she supposed to be a Targaryen and the child of the silver prince when her real father was dead? When she had to avenge him and make him proud? How was she supposed to look like a Martell, fierce and strong when her heart kept playing memories of winters and wolves? From the north to the south. Her thoughts were interrupted by Robb who entered the tent quickly and looked at her almost breathless

Robb had finally gathered himself together and decided to tell Marie everything, about the child and about the Frey-Tully wedding. He stared at her for a moment, unsure of how to start. So he decided to get to the topic, it would be easier. Harder but at the same time easier

"I need to speak with you, it's rather important" he started and she nodded

"Of course, my love. Tell me" she answered and hide the truth she had just learnt. Robb didn't expect the nickname to hurt so much. He didn't deserve being called that

"I did a mistake and now....now it comes the price" he started "but I won't call it a mistake, Marie. Not now, not ever" he continued and she frowned

"What did you do again Robb?" She asked confused and a little nervous

"Talissa is pregnant....with my child" the words were like venom in her heart but he had to say them

Marie left to stare at him....so Talissa was pregnant. She knew he was fucking her, but why couldn't they be careful? He was always careful with her. She wanted to punch him, cut his throat and give it to the Lannisters but then remembered she had a better reason to never help a Lannister. She shallowed her tears 'a dragon is not a slave' she had heard once from someone and she wouldn't look like a slave crying in front of him for mercy. Instead she rose to her feet and stared at him

"I swear, by the old gods and the new. I would have killed you if you weren't king now" she said and yanked her hands away when he tried to take them

"Marie please....just listen to me, it happened....I haven't laid with her since I promised you I won't. My love....please, I love you" he said and tears rolled down his cheeks

He knew what was going to happen, she wanted to leave him. She would hate him, she would be trapped and they would be right where they started. Or worse, because this was a deep wound. That wouldn't be fixed or healed

"No! Don't call me that, I am not your love. I am not your loved one, I am your wife out of vow now. I don't want to listen to you, Robb. Because the two of us are done" she started and glared at him "I loved Robb Stark once....but Robb Stark betrayed me" the words were sharp and full of hurt.

Marie tried to look strong, but she just couldn't.....how was she supposed to look strong after her marriage and love had just fell to her feet. She couldn't do it. She had had enough, this was the final hit. She would leave after the wedding, she wouldn't be missed anyway. He would have a lover who would probably become a wife and a child and Marie would be just a memory

"No, damn it! I love you, you and only you. I don't care if I have to abandon every person in this land for you. I will be with you until we die, till death do us apart. Because I love you, I in love with Marienna Stark and I will always be. Until my last breath" he said and took her hands in his, he knelt while looking at her

"And if I have to beg for forgiveness, I will. Because I might be a king but you are my queen, mine. You are mine and I am yours" he said looking into her eyes "give me another chance"

"When I was seven years old, my teacher told me that the most colorful insects were also the most venomous ones. I was seventeen when I looked into your blue eyes and realized that he had been right all along" she whispered and sat on the bed again while looking down at him

"Please don't leave me...please don't do that" he whispered and kissed her hands

"Loving you was the hardest and easiest thing I ever did....it came naturally. But it was also like going to war, I never came back the same. But staying with you was for sure the most draining thing I ever did. Yet I would have done it all over again from the start, just to feel a couple of things twice" she continued and looked at him

She kissed the top of his head and looked into his eyes, would she give him the choice. A choice to follow the last Targaryen, the blood of the dragon. Marie wasn't only the sun anymore, she was the fire and the dragon born from it. After some debate with herself she remembered their conversation. When he had told her that he would kill every last Targaryen....no he didn't deserve that choice

"And Marienna Stark will leave you only dead" she finished, but she wasn't Marienna Stark anymore

Now she was Maegal Targaryen.

And.....she knows it!!!
Hello lovelies!! Hope you are all doing good, so....here we are. Marienna knows everything. Good or not? Can't wait to see your reactions and don't forget to vote and comment. Love you all!!!!!! And thank you for all the support!!❤️❤️