Not The Plan
Because of my lack of time and inspiration I decided to summarize within this chapter what I had planned for several more chapters, but I just couldn't write it that way. If you read the story below you will understand what I mean. I am sorry if this disappoints anyone, but I promised that I would finish this story and I will, so here is the last chapter and I hope everyone who has read this story enjoyed it. Thanks to everyone who followed, favorited and wrote reviews, it means a lot to me.

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Light which danced through windows, reflecting of the walls. The playful strokes of light always seemed to elude Yara like the playing of a running child. The light which shone through the high windows and reflected of the red stones. The red stones which made up the walls of all the hallways. Walls that had seen so much horror, as they themselves were believed to have eyes and ears. Eyes to see and ears to hear the horrors of all the centuries past. These were the thoughts that passed through Yara Greyjoy's mind as she made her way through the hallways of the Red Keep. The ancient castle which was built on Aegon's Hill.

However the stories of all that had happened within these walls was not all that was on the brunette's mind. As she confidently walked the empty halls and listened to the constant sound of her own footfalls which echoed in the long and winding hallways, her thoughts began to drift. They drifted back to the past few weeks and all that had happened which landed her here.

Her mind first rewound back to the time when they made the alliance with the Dornish. They did not remain there for long, "There is so much to do, no need to waste time.", as Daenerys would put it. So they stayed there for just a few days to rest and come up with the appropriate plans and had meetings to convey on all that they would have to do. After that a few more days they prepared to get moving and they were on their way again, with a new alliance and more men to fight for their cause. With part of Daenerys' army they moved towards Highgarden, the occupants of which they would parley. Days of hard riding were what followed until they arrived at the spot which had been decided on. As it turns out making an alliance with the Tyrell's was no hard feat, after what that Lannister had done the Queen of Thorns was more than willing to make an alliance.

Next the Stormlands were there for the taking since all Baratheon's had died and no clear new liege had been named to rule the land. Organizing the land and getting them to listen was no challenge at all it seemed and in no time the entire army was joined once more when they came upon King's Landing. For over a week they were camped outside the city, keeping the city deprived of resources and preparing for the battle that was to come.

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"What if the plan doesn't work?", the silver-haired girl asked while leaning over a map which was laid out across the table, the entirety strewn with all sorts of objects to depict the enemy's army.

"Then the plan doesn't work.", Yara simply answered the blonde while lying on a bed on the other side of the huge tent.

"But if it doesn't work, we could lose and all of us would die. That cannot happen. We need to come up with a better plan or-", Daenerys started rambling on, seeming to get more worried with the second.

"We will be alright.", the brunette warrior quickly interrupted her before sitting up on the bed and waiting for the other girl to look at her – which she did – before continuing, "Planning out every detail won't make the plan work, sometimes you just have to let it go. Plans change anyway when the battle is going on, you shouldn't worry yourself over it."

"But this is important!", the blonde yelled out in frustration now finally having turned away from the table to look at the older female directly.

"Of course it is!", Yara yelled back at her, not backing away from the conversation.

"But you have been looking at that table all day and it isn't going to change anything except for make you more tired. So please get some rest, Dany.", the brunette continued, ending on a softer note while looking pleadingly into the other's eyes.

Slowly acceptance seemed to seep into those blue eyes, when eventually she walked over to the older girl and enclosed her bigger frame with her petite arms. Yara then wrapped her arms back around the younger girl and she slowly felt the rigged form of the other subside and she felt the younger girl relax in her arms.

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The battle had come in the next few days. What exactly instigated it was unclear to Yara, but that didn't matter as the battle had started. After that all that the brunette remembers is fighting all around with blood and screams. Lots of fire too and some more blood. Her vision seemed to only see the red, but that wasn't so strange as that was what coated everything around the streets. The battle was bloody, everything that the Lannister had was thrown at them, and many died. Some many hours later the battle had ended and with the end it brought their victory.

Yara remembered the mixture of jubilance with the hidden excitement of the prospect of victory and then also the sorrow for all the good souls which had been lost in the battle. The Greyjoy remembered her walk among the streets towards the big red castle atop the biggest hill on the other side of the city. She remembered seeing happy people and people who were grateful to be alive. She remembered seeing people in mourning or hearing the cries of a citizen who had lost a loved one in the fray of the battle. It was always the innocents that suffered, Yara thought softly in her head, saying a prayer to all those that had been lost in the battle. Not staying around too long to get lost within the mixture of strong emotions of all the people around, she had somewhere to be. And so she continued on to the Red Keep.

Once there she found out that the Lannister Queen was already dead and no one really knew who killed her. There were plenty of rumours about it, but there was never a clear answer. She personally believed in the one that it had been her twin brother Jaime, as he was never seen during the battle and he had run back to Casterly Rock after. But no one really knew. Yara found it quite tragic if she thought about it really.

A few weeks after the battle were where she found herself now walking down these halls towards the throne room. The repair of the city was taking place and good progress was being made, they would move on soon further north. Towards the Riverlands and the Vale and of course her own home, the Iron Islands. She did not know yet whether she was excited about the prospect. There was so much more that had to be done and yet another war was coming which had to be fought. The brunette warrior hurried on down the halls until she arrived at a door which would open up into one of the galleries beside the main hall of the throne room.

Quietly Yara opened the door and stepped into the empty gallery on the left side of the throne room. Making sure to keep her footsteps light, they barely made a sound as she moved across to the stairs which moved down towards the main level of the throne room. The brunette moved forward until she was standing between two of the huge pillars inside the hall and she had a plain view of the entirety of that hall. There, a small distance away from the stairs which led up to the Iron Throne, stood the silver-haired beauty that Yara had been looking for. The brunette walked the length of the hall in the eerily quiet throne room which would hold many people on a different occasion, but not now. Now all it held was silence, which was only broken by the soft breaths of both its occupants.

The Greyjoy had walked the entire hall without the blonde ever turning around or acknowledging her, but Yara knew that the other girl was aware that she was there. When the older girl was only a small distance away from her an acknowledgement finally came.

"Such glorification of all the horror that it has brought upon this land, I do not get why so many would be willing to die for it.", Daenerys eventually said to Yara, referring to the object which was in front of her, the Iron Throne.

The older girl drew level with her companion and replied, now also looking at the revered object, "I would have to agree with you on that."

A short silence followed, in which both contemplated all that had happened and all that was still to follow. While also thinking about how much the relationship between them had changed. Eventually Yara broke the silence again after having looked at the blonde in silent consideration for a while.

"At least you have avenged all those men and your family now. None of it was in vain.", the Greyjoy warrior spoke, not really expecting a reply, but waiting for one anyway. A nod in reply is what she received and so the silence continued. No one disturbed them and neither of them made a move to say anything or to leave. The light fell through the window which was behind the throne and made a peculiar streak of light fall onto the harsh surface of the aforementioned object. The stark harshness of the memories of that throne contrasting so greatly with the light – which represented hope – that fell upon it.

"I cannot bring myself to sit on it.", the Targaryen admitted to her companion that stood next to her.

"Why not?", Yara asked, not in an accusing way, just inquisitive.

"I feel that I am not worthy to sit upon it, because of all the despair and pain that I have brought upon these people with the battle from a few weeks ago.", Daenerys spoke seriously, leaving a pause before continuing, "It feels like my hands are drenched in blood and I don't know how to clean them."

Yara looked over at her, not with pity, but with understanding for her predicament, "You don't. To be a good ruler your hands must be drenched in blood, because that means that it's you who is making the tough calls that have to be made. It might never feel good, but you will know when you are doing the right thing, because you are a fair ruler and because you care. So go sit upon that throne."

Dany looked back at her and they gazed into each other's eyes, before she broke the silence. "Thank you. But I cannot. Not yet. First we have to take back this entire kingdom. There will be more blood on my hands before the end of this and then I am not even talking about the war yet…"

Another silence. They all knew which war that was, the war of the living and the dead. They all felt it coming in the air. That dreadful feeling and the cold air which pushed upon their chests making it hard to breathe. This war would have to fought as one to be able defeat it. So to make sure the kingdom was united again once more was a cause worth being devoted to.

"I don't know how we will do all that. But what I do know is that I wasn't aware what I was getting myself into when I set sail to make a pact with the illustrious Dragon Queen on the other side of the Narrow Sea. And that all worked out. So this will work out as well. I trust that it will. And I don't know where I will end up eventually, but I do hope it is somewhere with you.", the brown-haired girl finally confided in the blonde, to give Dany, but perhaps also herself the confidence to believe that everything will be alright.

"And I hope to end up somewhere with you as well, my Iron Queen.", Dany spoke with a playful spark, which had finally returned to her eyes.

The brunette smiled at the sentiment and the teasing tone with which it had been said. And Yara knew in that moment that everything would be alright as long as she had this beautiful girl by her side.

So even though they had many hardships still to come and a war left to fight, they believed that it would all work out fine. They had each other and together they could conquer all of the obstacles still to come. So while all this had not been the plan, they don't regret how it turned out.

The End

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