I apologize for the confusion I caused some people while working on this. I was editing some chapters and decided to take out the author's notes chapter. On the plus side, I added more content on to some earlier chapters.

Ok, I have a new account for this site. My new account is Jedi Kyle Katarn.

Now, here is the ending. The epilogue is going to mostly be light humored fun with some foreboding.

Three Years Later

Sansa stood on the battlements of Winterfell's outer walls looking out at the surrounding countryside. After watching the Lannisters' trial, she had returned home and took up leadership in Jon's name. She was the new warden of the North, though whether she would remain so once Rickon was old enough was something she didn't know.

Her gaze fell upon a formation of soldiers who were training out in the fields. One of Jon's decisions upon becoming king was to issue a decree that the lords of all the kingdoms start rotating their soldiers to the north for training. As the Stark saying went, Winter is Coming, and the southern kingdoms needed to prepare for fighting in it. She could hear Ser Thorne speaking to them. "You all think this is cold now? When winter comes, this will feel like a Dornish summer. Remember, you all are here to get a taste of what it is like to fight in the cold. It will only get worse when the White Walkers attack. They are an enemy unlike any you faced. Their soldiers will look just like us. They will look like men, women and children. But you must not hesitate to fight. The ones you face will already be dead, what you face will merely be a mindless thrall. You must destroy them, or they will do so to you."

Sansa smiled as she continued to watch one of the results of the many changes Jon and Daenerys had enacted. After taking the throne, the new monarchs set to work 'breaking the wheel.' They introduced many reforms that made life much easier for the smallfolk while also keeping the nobility satisfied. Jon had discarded his earlier act of imitating his grandfather's madness and assured the people that neither he nor Daenerys intended to rule tyrannically. Their top priority was the safety and well-being of the people. While it might have been hard for many to believe at first, the royal couple would soon prove their claims. Within a year, smallfolk from the Gift to the tip of Dorne were calling King Jaehaerys and Queen Daenerys the greatest rulers Westeros had ever known. Jon was particularly popular amongst the former free folk, whom had all bent the knee to him shortly after the war with the Lannisters was won. Their loyalty to him was so great that not a single member caused any further problems with their former enemies in the North. Sansa was quite grateful for this, since looking after the preparations for the coming winter while raising her twin sons Eddard and Robb was stressful enough.

"My lady" Winterfell's maester said as he approached her. "There is a letter here for you."

"Thank you" she replied as she took the letter. Upon opening it, Sansa saw it was from Arya. Her sister had gone south on Blizzard to visit Jon and his family almost a month ago. She was also going to see Gendry, whom was still working in King's Landing. She smiled as she remembered the young man whom would soon join their family. He was without a doubt a perfect match for Arya.

Dear Sansa,

I hope you are doing well back home. King's Landing has really changed since we last saw it. Jon and Dany did an incredible job rebuilding the city. If it weren't for the red keep, I might not have recognized it. When I went to Flea Bottom to see Gendry, I was in shock at how much has changed. You can't call it a slum anymore.

Speaking of Flea Bottom, I heard something hilarious while I was there. Apparently Jon's method of dealing with Tywin has inspired a new nursery rime here in the city. I can't remember it all, but it was something about King's Landing's men failing to put Tywin together again. When I heard it the first time, I laughed so hard I fell to the ground. I also hear that Jon's campaign against the Lannisters is being turned into a play. I hope it comes to Winterfell when it is finished.

Jon and Daenerys are doing well. Their twins Rhaegar and Lyanna were sad that you weren't with me, but I told them you send your love. They send theirs as well, to you and their cousins. Daenerys is expecting again as well, so the twins will soon have another sibling to play with. You know, watching your children and Jon's and seeing how much joy they bring to you all, I'm hoping Gendry and I have one or two of our own some day.

I'll return home in another month. Make sure Rickon stays out of trouble and that Bran doesn't sink so deep into greenseeing that he forgets to eat.

Love Arya.

Sansa smiled upon finishing the letter. She and Arya had gotten much closer in the last few years. They had come to an understanding upon consoling the other about their father's death, and from there they started to turn their relationship into one of actual sisters.

Her train of thought made her turn her head towards Winterfell's courtyard. In the middle of it stood a new statue: a direwolf howling at the sky. Jon had commissioned it in Robb's memory, as well as the memory of Talisa, Lady Stark and all the other people who died at the red wedding. Their family had lost so much, but they were still standing strong.

"When the snow falls and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives."

King's Landing

Jon and Daenerys were sitting on the veranda of the royal chambers, enjoying a pause in the life of the rulers of Westeros. While the stress of leadership was hard to handle at times, they had each other to lighten the load. Its good that they did, for they also had to raise two extremely rambunctious children. Rhaegar and Lyanna had been born less than a year after they married, most likely conceived on their wedding night or in the following week. They were their pride and joy, as well as an extreme headache. At three years old, the twins were already acting like Jon and Robb had when they were kids. Jon had lost count of the number of times they slipped away from Missandei to hide and see if she could find them, and Dany had nearly had a heart attack when Rhaegar asked them how someone got milk from an eel. When they realized Rhaegar had overheard Tyrion talking about one of his obscene stories, Dany had beaten the dwarf to a pulp and promised a worse beating if something like that happened again.

Thinking of Tyrion made Jon recall the aftermath of the trial of his family. He and Dany had ultimately decided to send Jaime Lannister to the wall. He was allowed to see his children one more time and than shipped off. Tyrion was enraged upon hearing of the trial. It wasn't Jaime's sentence that angered him, he was grateful Jon had spared his brother. It was how Jon had used Tommen that made Tyrion so angry. Tyrion knew Jon had no intention of hurting Tommen, but that didn't keep him from getting mad about how Jon had threatened to let Blizzard eat his nephew. Indeed, it would take quite a few months for Tyrion to really forgive his old friend for the stunt he pulled, the main catalyst for this was Jon's helping his friend locate Tysha (Shae had tragically disappeared from her home some time after she returned and while Tyrion tried to find her, he quickly came to feel that he would not see her again). Jon wasn't sure if Tommen had forgiven him yet.

Jaime's remaining children were placed in the custody of their uncle. While Tommen still resided at Casterly Rock, Myrcella had returned to Dorne. Her impending marriage to Trystane Martell meant she preferred to remain with her future family. She still wrote to Casterly Rock each day though. Tyrion also set to work rebuilding House Lannister from what his father and siblings had done to it. His efforts were a resounding success, and within a year House Lannister was free of its financial weights. That thought made Jon recall his early dealings with the iron bank. The iron bank had sent emissaries to King's Landing shortly after Jon and Daenerys took up residence in the red keep. Jon had spent almost a week telling them that House Targaryen was not responsible for the former royal line's expenses. They eventually came to an agreement upon where Jon and Dany paid half the money owed to the iron bank by Robert Baratheon. In return, not only did the iron bank agree to genuine business with House Targaryen once more but they would start purchasing any weapon in Essos that was made from vaylarian steel for Westeros' people. They would need those in the coming war with the White Walkers.

A knock on the door drew the royal couple's attention. "Enter" Dany called out. Missandei entered with Rhaegar and Lyanna. The twins were a perfect blend of their heritages. Rhaegar looked exactly like his grandfather except for the eyes, which he inherited from his Stark ancestors. Lyanna, on the other hand, inherited the Targaryen hair color while she took after the Starks in the rest of her features.

"What did they do now" Jon asked.

"Nothing, your grace" Missandei replied with a slight laugh. "The royal children are actually acting quite behaved today. We actually came..." Missandei was cut off by Rhaegar.

"Doran Martell and Princess Arianne are here, father."

A short time later, Jon and Dany were met with the leader of Dorne and his daughter as they were on their way to the small council chambers. Doran was walking again, his gout cured by the children months ago.

"Ah, your graces" Doran called out. "It seems we get to walk with you to our meeting."

"It is good to see you again" Daenerys said as they met.

"Wait" Arianne said. "We can put off the official meeting for a while. We should celebrate the good news."

"What do you mean" Jon asked.

"On our way here" Doran answered. "We ran into your 'sister' Arya. She told us you two are expecting again."

"Oh, that's right"

"Luckily" Arianne added. "I brought some of Dorne's famous wine with me. I know it's your house, but come. Let's celebrate."

"My queen" someone called out. The group turned to see Missandei running up to them. "I apologize, but it seems I spoke too soon earlier. The twins... well you need to see this for yourself."

"Coming" Daenerys said. "Jon, why don't you and the Martells go on ahead. I can't drink anyway in my condition."

After Daenerys and Missandei went to stop whatever the twins were doing, Jon walked to the meeting chamber with their guests. Upon arriving, Jon saw someone else waiting for them. "Leaf!"

The child stood on up when she saw Jon and the Martells enter. "Your grace, and the Martells. It is good to see you all again. Where is the queen?"

"Actually Leaf" Jo0n said. "We aren't starting the meeting just yet. This is more a social gathering."

"We're celebrating the good news" Arianne said.

"What good news?"

Arianne stared with wide eyes at Leaf. "You don't know?"

"I was on the Isle of Faces for the last few months with the rest of my kind. Contrary to popular belief, we are not omnipotent. We need to use our greenseeing to know something that happens elsewhere."

"Oh" Arianne said. "Well, the good news is the royal family will soon be getting bigger. The queen is having another baby."

Leaf's reaction was not what either Martell expected. The child's eyes widened and Leaf suddenly had a look of horror on her face. "NOW?!"

"No" Jon said. "She'll give birth in another seven months."

"Is there something I'm missing" Doran asked.

"Leaf helped deliver the twins" Jon answered.

"Oh, well in another seven months you can help again."

Leaf looked nervous at this remark. "Uh... unfortunately I won't be in the capitol at that point. I'll be away... far away... on the Isle of Faces again."

"I'll ask again, am I missing something?"

Jon couldn't help the slight laugh that escaped him. "Dany was not in a good mood when she went into labor. Well, Tyrion was present at the time and made the remark that Arya and Bran would owe him three gold dragons each. Apparently they had a pool going on when the twins would come. Leaf told him not to celebrate just yet, since a woman could be in labor for days. Unfortunately for her, she was within striking distance of Dany when she said that."

Leaf started rubbing her neck, the area Daenerys had grabbed and squeezed when she made her extremely poorly timed comment. "It was not pretty."

By the end of the day, Jon and Daenerys were embracing in their chambers, giving each other a series of light kisses as they rocked back and forth in a dance like swaying motion. They were enjoying their moment of peace, for both knew it wouldn't last forever.

The meeting with the Martells earlier that day had been about arranging for more of Dorne's soldiers to rotate to the North for training. The Dornish were not used to winter weather at all, and they more than anyone needed to experience what cold weather was like. While the war with the Lannisters was long over, the kingdoms couldn't get complacent. They had to prepare for the winter. Jon had fulfilled the role the three eyed raven had asked him to do so long ago, but even this might not be enough. Even with all the preparations they were making, the food the reach and other kingdoms were growing, the weapons they were making and acquiring, the soldiers they were training, it might not be enough to stop those monsters who would arrive in about another year (if the children's predictions were correct). When that day came, so many would suffer. Jon would also need prepare for the day when he would have to send his ice dragon away. Blizzard was so popular with the twins that it would devastate them when he left. It had to be done, otherwise he might get caught up in the coming war. As powerful as he was, the ice dragon was no use against the White Walkers. Therefore, he had to leave to keep him from trying to protect Jon and risk getting killed and falling under the thrall of those monsters. So much still needed to be done to prepare for the Long Night's return.

However, Jon wouldn't let this coming war distract him from enjoying himself and his family now. If he learned one thing from his quest to avenge Robb and reunite Westeros, it was that he had to appreciate those he loved while they were still with him. Ned Stark, Robb, Ygritte; they were all gone, though he knew they wouldn't want him to mourn them forever. They would always be with him in his heart, and it only helped Jon appreciate those he still had all the more.

Well, this is it all. I probably won't do another game of thrones fic anytime in the near future. I really want to focus on writing in the Star Wars genre. Disney has done too much damage for me to not try to fix it. If anyone is interested in helping me with my Star Wars fics, let me know. Use my new account though, because that's what I'll be using now.

I hope that you all enjoyed my first story. I actually have an outline for a sequel planned. Like I said though, don't expect it for a while.