I was in a large city with bright vivid colors and fruit filled trees. I didn't recognize anyone and no one seemed to know me either, it felt nice to be anonymous. I wandered through the streets of the beautiful city having absolutely no idea where I was going but just wanting to explore. I ended up in a garden of sorts and sat down. There were still people everywhere but it seemed peaceful here.
Then I heard a voice coming through the trees, the voice was extremely familiar but yet I couldn't place it. A girl stepped through the trees followed by a older blonde man I didn't recognize. The girl stared at me and I stared back neither of us saying anything.
"Your face," I said.
"Who are you?" She asked quickly.
"I am Daenerys Stormborn of house Targaryen."
"No. Every last Targaryen was killed," I paused and then added "all of them but me."
"But your hair?" She stepped towards me and grabbed my hair looking at it with distaste.
"It's dyed, to keep me from getting noticed. No one in Westeros has hair the color of snow except Targaryens, and they are all supposed to be dead. How did you escape?"
"I was a baby, I don't remember. My brother Viserys-"
"A brother, is he alive too?" I asked.
"No, he died."
Daenerys turned to the man who had been walking with her. "Is there any possibility she could be who she says she is?"
"You had a sister-"
I was yanked from the room before I was able to hear the rest of the man's words.
When I sat up I was in my comfortable Storm's End bed. Margaery was sitting on the end bouncing slightly.
"What are you doing up this early?" I asked.
"What are you doing up this late? The sun is nearly at its highest point."
"Oh!" I jumped out of bed.
"You missed Stannis coming into town. He was just as lovely and charming as ever," she said sarcastically. "Oh this came for you while you were asleep." She handed me a letter.
I unrolled it to see a letter from Robb telling me this had come for me at Riverrun and that he sent it here. Rolled inside of the first letter was another one, this time from Jon. I read it quickly, I wasn't sure what I had been hoping for but this wasn't it. I guess I shouldn't have expected much, Jon knew others would read it before it reached me. It was dated months ago, and according to the letter he was probably beyond the wall now. I sighed. "Where's Catelyn?"
"In her chambers. Aren't you at least going to tell me who they were from?"
"It doesn't matter. It isn't important anymore."
I walked down the hall and knocked on Catelyn's door. "Come in!" she called. I pushed the door open and walked in. "Amina, are you alright?"
"I'm fine. I had a strange dream last night though."
"Tell me about it," she told me. She sat me down in a chair and sat across from me.
"Well I was in a big city, one I didn't recognize, it was really bright and colorful and the people looked different than anyone I've ever seen before. I didn't notice that until just now."
"It sounds like a city in Essos, perhaps."
"Then there was a girl, she looked just like me except she has blonde hair. I thought she was me until we started talking and now I don't know. She said her name was Daenerys. Do you have any idea why I would be dreaming about some girl that looks like me?"
"You've heard the stories about twins I'm sure."
"Yes but what does that have to do with my dream?" I asked confused.
"Twins have a bond that isn't easy to break. Often when one loses a twin they themselves break down because of that bond. When you were a baby you had a sister, a twin."
"I had a sister. I had a sister and no one told me?" I stood up quickly. Catelyn tried to get me to sit down but I evaded her. I began pacing aimlessly trying to compile my thoughts.
"You know the Targaryens are called the dragons. That much magic in a family makes the twin bond even more important, we didn't want trigger anything."
"But if she was killed as a baby why was she in my dream?" I asked turning to look at her.
"Up until recently we assumed she, as well as her brother Viserys, were dead."
"Up until recently? Meaning that's changed?" I asked stopping in my tracks.
"Yes. Before Ned was killed he discovered from King Robert that Daenerys and her brother were alive. This was obviously the reason you never suffered, your twin bond was still intact. Ned was trying to protect you by keeping her alive."
"But no one told me. Why didn't anyone tell me?"
"I'm telling you now," Catelyn patience was wearing thin I could tell. Normally I would stop pushing, I didn't want her to stop talking, but I had a right to be mad this time.
She sighed and sat back down. "The last I heard of her she was in Vaes Dothrak with Viserys and her husband. She was pregnant."
"I have an entire family out there. I spent my whole life thinking my family was dead. Catelyn, I have to go find them."
"Family is more than blood, you know that. They don't even know you."
"But she's not just my sister, she's my twin. I dreamed about her, it must mean something, it felt so real!" I was shaking a bit. I wasn't even sure how to handle these emotions right now. I had spent my entire life thinking my whole family had been killed only to find out that there might actually be hope for me. Hope that didn't involve me marrying a man I wasn't in love with. "Let me go, please. It would mean everything to me."
"You are going to go with or without my blessing. I'll see if I can find you passage on a ship going that direction. Describe the city you saw in your dream again."
I explained all the colors and trees I had seen. "I was like an oasis in a desert."
"I've never been to Essos but I have heard rumors of a city far on the eastern side, I believe it was called Qarth. I will give you as much time as you need but I want you to promise me you will come back if you can't find your sister. The continent of Essos is barely civilized and I do not want you there by yourself for such a long period of time."
"If I can't find them in Qarth I'll come home, I promise."
"Alright, I'll begin preparing for your departure."
"You're going to the savage country?" Margaery asked.
"My sister is there," I told her for the third time.
"But Essos is almost as uncivilized as Wilding territory!"
"Not quite, they actually have cities in Essos."
"How do you know they don't have cities in the far north?" She asked.
"Well…I don't. But at least Qartheens don't eat people!" I said exasperated.
"Ok, I'll give you that one. I brought up tons of dresses. All light summer fabric that you just love so much," she said sarcastically.
"I don't hate summer fabric; I simply said it wasn't practical. Not with winter coming."
"Well where you're going they've probably never even heard of winter!"
I began browsing through everything she had brought up. Besides brightly colored dresses that fit the description of the ones I had seen in my dream there were also brown and green shorter, more practical outfits for day to day wear. "These might actually work."
Margaery laughed. "I may have a girly style but I can work with functional fashion too." She paused and stared at me until it was uncomfortable. "Are you alright? You seem upset."
"I'm fine. It's just crazy to think that part of my family has been alive all this time and yet no one thought to tell me."
"I don't know the entire situation because you refuse to tell me anything but maybe they just thought it was best for you."
"I am sorry I can't tell you anything more but you're probably right. They just didn't want me to grow up like my family did. Anyways, besides that I can't tell Robb I'm leaving."
"Why not?" Margaery asked braiding her hair in front of the mirror.
"Catelyn thinks that a letter to him might get intercepted and she wants as little people to know my whereabouts as possible. The only person traveling with me is one of Renly's soldiers, Aylward."
"A small party helps you fly under the radar easier. I know Aylward; he's been friends with Renly for years. You should be safe with him."
"That's the idea."
"Anything else?" She asked.
I tried to push aside all thoughts of Jon. "Not really."
"Well I'm sure your journey is going to be amazing. You should bring me something back, one of those pretty dresses you dreamed about maybe."
I laughed. "Ok Marg, if see anything I'll make sure I bring you one."
"Perfect, can you imagine, we'll be the prettiest queens in the seven kingdoms."
"I thought we already were," I said laughing.
"Queen of the North and Queen of…What are you queen of again?"
"Highgarden," she said.
"Oh, is that even a place?" I asked teasingly.
"It's more territory than the North!"
"No there are more people, there's a difference."
"How do you know the North is bigger, did you measure it?" She asked with a laugh. The door opened and one of Margaery's servants appeared. "What is it Rhoda?"
"Forgive me my queen but you must come with me at once."
"What's going on?" I asked.
"Lady Stark," she began. I started to correct her but stopped when I heard what she said next. "I'm afraid you'll have to postpone your travels."
"What do you mean I must postpone my travels?"
"Something came up and-" The girl looked extremely nervous. Margaery cut her off.
"I believe my friend asked a question. What has come up?"
"Your grace, King Renly is dead."