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DAENERYS POV
Her wedding would be held this evening and she woke up with a smile on her face. All the preparations had been handled for her and Jon to wed the Valyrian way. They were the blood of old Valyria and they would wed the way that their ancestors had.
They hadn’t shared a bed since Jon proposed to her, he insisted that the next time he would have her, she would be his wife. She was eager to have him back in her bed. He was surprisingly good at courting her. He gave her flowers, gifts and he even wrote her love letters and poems, who would’ve thought Jon Snow would’ve been one for romance. He insisted only she could bring it out of him.
She had organized a morning council with all the lords and ladies that had travelled to attend the wedding to announce the truth about Jons birth. Best to get it over with before the wedding.
A knock on her door drew her away from her thoughts.
She went to open it and saw her future husband stood in front of her looking as comely as ever.
“My beautiful Dany, I’m here to escort you to the meeting” said Jon.
She leaned forward and kissed him hard causing him to moan.
“No more of that Dany, or I’m going to end up bedding you before we wed” he said with a laugh.
“Are you nervous ?” She questioned.
“Aye, a little. What if this brings about war” he questioned.
“Don’t be, I’m by your side. Together we can face anything” she said and interlaced her fingers with his as they walked to the throne room were the lords and ladies as well as her small council awaited. She had already discussed Jons birth with Lord Tyrion, Ser Davos, Missandei and Arya. Lord Tyrion had been against announcing it, but she knew that it was for the best. News like this always came out eventually.
She ascended the iron throne and sat down while Jon stood on the right of the throne.
“My Lords and Ladies. New information has come out about my brother Prince Rhaegar. He wed Lyanna Stark in a secret ceremony, making her his second wife. Lyanna Stark fell pregnant with his child, and died bringing him into the world. She made her brother Eddard Stark promise to protect her child. He did, he took the child as his own and named him Jon Snow. Jon was given the name Aegon Targaryen by his mother” she announced firmly.
The entire hall broke out in discussion.
“My Lords and Ladies, need I remind you, you are in the presence of your queen” said Lord Tyrion.
“Is there proof” questioned Lady Olenna.
“Aye, there is” said Jon as he handed the book that had the marriage documented in it.
“I am your queen, I would not lie about such a serious matter. Jon is my nephew, I know it, the dragons know it. He has already bonded with my dragon Rhaegal. If you need proof, watch him ride Rhaegal” she said firmly.
“Your brother disrespected my aunt Elia by taking Lyanna as a second wife” fumed Arianna Martell.
“I do not think he intended to disrespect her. My brother loved Elia in his own way. However Princess, Jon should not be blamed for the sins of his parents, people who have long since left this world” she said in response.
Arianna nodded in response.
“This would make Jon the heir to the iron throne” said Sansa loudly.
“No Sansa. Daenerys is the queen, tread carefully, what you are saying is treason. Tonight my Lords and Ladies, we will wed and after we wed I will be her consort” said Jon standing to her defense.
“That is correct. This meeting is dismissed” she replied.
“We all need to ready ourselves for the wedding. The wine shall flow freely tonight which I’m surely looking forward to” said Tyrion with a grin. Earning laughs from the others.
She made her way to her chambers to ready herself for her wedding. She was going to wear a red gown with black stitch work and gold threads.
JONS POV
He was waiting at the alter of the dragonpit which was elaborately decorated, lit up with thousands of candles. The ceremony would be held out here and the feast would be held inside the castle.
The musicians began to play their instruments and Daenerys appeared. He noticed that his own outfit that she had made for him matched her own. She looked breathtaking and ethereal. No woman had ever been so flawless. Gods was he the luckiest bastard.
She came up and stood in front of him smiling brightly, he couldn’t help but smile back.
“You look beautiful” he whispered.
“I could say the same thing about you” she said in response with a cheeky smile.
The wedding officiator began to speak
“Daenerys Targaryen se Jon Targaryen. Hen lantoti anogar”
He used a blade and cut his hand and then he gently cut Daenerys and then they joined their hands together mixing their blood, binding them as one for eternity.
The officiator continued “Va syndroti vãedroma. Mero perzot gThoti Izult ampà perzi. Prümi lanti seteksi”
Then he was handed a traditional Valyrian drink in a glass, he held the glass for her to drink and she held it for him.
“Hen jeny mazilarion. Qelossa ozundesi.Syndroro oño jedo. Ry kivia mazvestraksi” continued the officiator.
Daenerys cut his lip with a blade, he cut hers and then they kissed. He couldn’t help but moan as he tasted her blood. This final act bounding them together for all to witness.
“My wife” he said to her as they broke the kiss.
“My husband. We were always meant to burn together” she replied and took his hands into hers as they walked off to the feast followed by hundreds of guests.
“I can’t believe you’re finally my wife. I think I’ve been dreaming about this since the first time we met” he said as he pulled her hands up to place a kiss to them.
“You were a married man, and I was a betrothed woman” she responded with a teasing glint in her eyes.
“Aye, but I think I somehow always knew you were meant to be mine Dany. You’ve made me so happy, I can’t wait to build a life with you, and to meet our babe” he said.
“Likewise my love. Let’s get to the feast quickly so that we can get to the wedding night sooner. I’ve been looking forward to it” she said smirking.
“Nobody has been looking more forward to it than me” he said cheekily.
“You’re the one that said we shouldn’t share a bed till we wed” she responded with an eye roll.
“Aye, tonight’s going to be worth the wait, I promise you that, my love” he said with a smirk.
They made their way to the high table. He pulled out Daenerys chair and she sat and then he sat next to her.
Everyone cheered for them. They were presented a large spread of delicious smelling food. They both ate sharing a few words in between. He had a hand placed on Daenerys thigh the entire time. The music was loud and so was the chatter around them.
After they ate, Lords and Ladies came to wish them congratulations and offer them presents. He felt slightly uncomfortable but Daenerys linked their hands together showing him that she was there for him.
Arya made her way towards them with Gendry by her side.
“Sooo brother, you finally did it. You wed your auntie” said Arya evidently drunk.
He choked on his drink at that comment.
Daenerys burst into giggles and Aryas comment.
“Don’t worry, Arya. I’ll take good care of my nephew tonight” said Daenerys with a wink.
“Uhm, congratulations Your Graces” said Gendry awkwardly.
“Thank you” he said with a smile and then Arya and him made their way to the dance floor.
“Sansa hasn’t congratulated us” said Daenerys.
“Aye, I realized. Don’t let her sour this day for us. I don’t give a fuck about her right now. It’s our wedding feast, Dany. Please just be in this moment. Dance with me” he said as he pulled her out of her chair and led her to the dance floor.
He draws her in closer. His arms around her waist and hers around his neck. They move with the music. He bends down to place a kiss on her lips and the crowd cheers them on.
“I think it’s time we go to our chambers and thoroughly consummate this marriage” said Daenerys.
“My wife is being so very forward tonight” he purred.
“It’s your husbandly duty to satisfy me” she responded.
He holds her hands and leads her to their chambers. He had it decorated with flower petals and candles.
“Thank you for this” said Daenerys.
“I’d do anything to make you smile, my darling wife” he responds.
He pulls her in for a kiss. Soon the kisses become more frantic and they begin tearing at each others clothes.
“Be gentle. I don’t want my wedding dress to be ruined” said Daenerys.
He nods and begins to gently remove her clothing while kissing each bit of skin he exposes.
When they are both naked he picks her up and gently lays her down on the bed.
He pays special attention to every part of her body causing her to moan and peak many times.
“My turn now” said Daenerys with a grin.
She kisses him passionately and then mounts him. They both find a pleasing rhythm and she rides him to oblivion.
He has never felt more complete. Joined as one with his wife, the love of his life.
After consummating their marriage thoroughly she’s laying on his chest and he has his hands placed on her baby bump.
“Soon our babe is going to be very noticeable” he said.
“I’ll hide it until next moon and then we’ll announce that we’re expecting. I think I’d like to give birth on Dragonstone” said Daenerys.
“Aye, it will be fitting for the new prince or princess of Dragonstone to be born there” he responded.
“I’m so excited, Jon. I cannot wait for our babe to be here” she said with a smile.
He leaned down and captured her lips.
“I’m just as excited. Today is the start of us building our lives together” he said with a smile.
“How many children would you like” she questioned as she traced his chest.
“Mhm, as many as my wife is willing to give me”
“Your wife is willing to give you as many as you’d like” she said with a smile.
Translation of the ceremony
Daenerys Targaryen and Jon Targaryen
Blood of two. Joined as one. Ghostly flame. Two hearts as embers. Forged in fourteen fires. A future promised in glass. The stars stand witness. The vow spoken through time of darkness and light