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In Braavos, a certain dragon-claimed conqueror was standing outside in a tent gathered around with his trustworthy advisors and allies, the young male dragon was looking over a large map of Westeros, trying to find where to strike first.

" Your grace, I suggest we sail to Dragonstone first, take your ancestral lands back first " Harry Strickland spoke up.

" Stannis Baratheon's army is spread too thin after the defeat of the Blackwater." He added.

Young Griff nodded approving of this plan knowing it would be best to start small. " Yes, that would be a wise plan.

" Afterwards, your grace, I suggest you move on to securing the Eyrie and Crownlands." Jon Connington said.

Griff glanced up at his uncle, staring at him with a deep look. " I don't wish to rule over a graveyard, Uncle."

Jon nodded understanding his nephew's point, but hoped he would understand not everyone would support his cause and would rebel against him. The sooner the kingdom is secure the better, they must be reminded a Targaryen will rule again.

He cleared his throat and spoke. " I understand your grace, but you must know that some battles have to be fought with a sword in hand.

The young Targaryen nodded knowing his uncle had some points. " Hopefully, it won't have to come to that."

" The golden company can conquer the Crownlands for you  within days, your grace." Harry Strickland boasted, gesturing to thousands of men outside.

The soldiers in question looked... impressive; fit for Young Griff's taste. Like the name suggested, their armor was made of gleaming gold though to his disappointment, they were not tarnished. Jon Connington rubbed his forehead; they needed veterans, not some wimps that had not tasted an ounce of bloodmist.

"If you must know, Your Grace, our veterans all but perished in a raid against Kamakura. They got too greedy for gold and ornamental trees, and guess who stopped them, that thrice-damned exile, Fuyutsuki Suguwara himself!"

"Suguwara!? How come no one told me about him?" asked Young Griff.

"My dear dragon, he is nothing but a heretic—"

"---Ser Connington."  warned the commander of the Golden Company. "This man you called heretic is a staunch supporter of that Stark barbarian's daughter. I am telling you this, to prepare His Majesty for the inevitable."

"Elaena Targaryen? Ser Henry, do tell me more!" cried Young Griff, as if he was begging for candy.

:Aegon—"

"No. I need more information about her."

The duo exited the tent, leaving Jon Connington as a fumming mess. They ended up at a secluded spot on a cliffside, away from prying ears and eyes.

"The rumors are true, young dragon." said Henry Strickland. "Elaena Targaryen is very much alive, contrary to the rumors in Westeros. She was previously known as Lyarra Stark, but after the incident that nearly killed her, she has since used her birth name, Elaena Targaryen."

"You said she is the daughter of a Stark?"

"Yes; Brandon Stark's and Shaena Targaryen's, specifically."

The Princess of Ice and Fire, how interesting, mused Aegon, his eyes glimmering with intelligence.

"And what of Daenerys Targaryen, her... aunt?"

"Yes. Daenerys has three dragons, Elaena has five, since one of them is bonded to someone else. She also has a direwolf."

"Hmmm, that's good and all, but do they have allies?"

"Daenerys is the current governor of Slaver's Bay, er, the Bay of Dragons, while Elaena serves as her mentor. As for allies, Elaena has the backing of the nation of Kamakura, though said country has yet to make a move."

" They have the unsullied army by their side " Harry continued. " As well as the second sons swordsmen and the Ghiscari navy fleet.

" So, they have more than enough men to take back the seven kingdoms if they wish, " Young Griff remarked.

Harry nodded. " Yes, they do." They dragons are grown, if they wish to stick against the Lannisters they can do so at any time. But... Tywin is no fool. He will do anything to keep his grasp on the Iron Throne, that old bastard."

"And what of Kamakura? I am rather interested in that nation. You said they have allied with my relatives?"

"Yes. When Fuyutsuki Suguwara was still in exile, he managed to befriend the Starks. Word from the sea has it that one of those wolf pups is training there."

" And, your niece, she has powers." He said. " Fuyutuski Sugawara is one of her mentors, he meet her in Winterfell when she was a child.

"Impressive... very impressive." said Young Griff, who clapped his hands, his eyes practically glowing with... hope? Madness? lust?

"I shall make a diplomatic visit to these powerful young ladies; a proposal."

Henry Strickland smiled to himself. Jon Connington may think himself wiser than the boy before him, but the child was learning fast. 'A proposal, it is."

" You can't marry them,my  nephew," A voice said behind them. They turned around and saw Jon standing there with a stern look.

" Uncle, how come you didn't tell me about them? " Young Griff inquired.

The old knight shook his head gazing at his king in guilt. " I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you. " I didn't want to  worry you about something else.

" They're my family, " The young dragon said. " I'm not the last Targaryens in the world, uncle.

" You could join forces with your niece and aunt " Harry suggested. " With the three of you side by side, you'll take the seven kingdoms in no time.

" It'll be just like my ancestor Aegon and his sister wives " Young Griff smiled.  " I'm going to make them my wives, claiming them as my own.

" Griff, they will never accept your proposal " Jon said sternly. " Beside, Elaena is already married to the Kingslayer and has three children with him " And, Daenerys has sired twin children with her husband Khal Drogo.

A frown formed on the young dragon's face upon hearing that he had hoped they were young maidens. Dragons married to a savage and lion, how distasteful.

" Elaena Targaryen is trying to get an annulment from her husband the kingslayer." Harry spoke up.

" She can't do that, " Jon said, shaking her head. " She has no power in the south and beside Tywin Lannister will never allow it.

" I still wish to take them as my wives, " Young Griff said sternly. " They can provide me with strong dragon riders heirs."

" They will never agree to yours terms, nephews " Lord Corrington said.

The dragon shook his head at his uncle wondering why he was doubting him. " They will, Uncle." We all want the same thing to bring glory to  House Targaryen."

" And, if they disagree to your terms " Harry inquired, gazing at his king. " Rumor has it, your aunt Daenerys  will soon be going after the iron throne and your niece, Elaena, will take the North back from the Boltons.

" What! " Young Griff hissed. " Where did you hear this."

He would be damned to give up everything he has worked for, give it up for his niece and aunt.  They were females, they could never hold the iron throne.

His ancestor Rhaenrya Targaryen tried once and held the iron throne in her control for 6 months until she lost power.

The knight glanced up at his king fearfully. " From ... around... around, your grace." It's just mere rumors I've been hearing.

Jon shook his head gazing at the knight coldly not trusting his words. " It is no rumor, Ser Harry." Daenerys Targaryen has declared herself the rightful queen of the seven kingdoms and her niece,  Elaena Targaryen as the rightful queen of the North.

" They want the seven kingdoms for themselves." He continued. " They will never accept your terms, Griff."

Young Griff shook his head not believing what he was hearing. " There women, Uncle." You think the seven kingdoms will follow them,  everyone knows only a strong King can hold the iron throne.

" These so-called women you call them have many followers and supporters!." Jon exclaimed. " Especially, Elaena, the people in King's Landing love her dearly.

" You are worrying too much, Jon, " Harry said, waving off his concern. " Two widowed  women aren't any threat to our king."

The young dragon king nodded agreeing with Strickland's words. " Ser Harry is right Uncle, they're just women.  "  I am the rightful heir to the seven kingdoms, my niece and aunt will become my wives, and bend the knee to me.

Young Griff turned to his Uncle. " Send a raven to my niece and aunt about my terms.

The Knight nodded gazing at his king deeply. " And, if they don't accept, your grace."

Young Griff's eyes began to darkened. " Tell them, I will take what is mine with fire and blood. " They can be with me or against me."

" Right away, your grace " Jon said, bowing before walking away.

" I hope they accept your terms, your grace, " Harry said. " It would be a shame if blood has to be spilled over a chair."

The young dragon signed, closing his eyes and prayed his aunt and niece would join him, become his wives and help him bring glory back to House Targaryen.

He didn't wish to go to war with his only relatives over a throne chair. " Hopefully, they aren't like our ancestor Rhaenyra Targaryen to fight their own blood over a chair that doesn't even belong to them."

The iron throne was his by birthright, after years of hiding in exile he was done being in the shadows anymore. He would reign hellfire upon those who destroyed his family, they would all bow to the dragon once more.

And, he wouldn't let anyone, not even his aunt or niece stop him from getting his throne. They can live in his new era or fade away in their old.

Author Note

Is another dance of dragons approaching soon.. oop

As I've mentioned before Young Griff identity isn't like in the book.

I have a whole other storyline in mind for his identity.

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