Lord Edric Dayne had just inherited the lordship when a very strange letter came from Lord Eddard Stark, his namesake.
It read: 'the young dragon has to leave the nest. Would you be so kind as to house him? The blood is strong'
Edric frowned. What did that mean?
Just as anything else which he, being only seven, didn't understand, he gave the letter to his aunt Allyria.
She read through the short letter and her eyes grew wide.
"What does it mean?" He asked her.
"You remember Jon Snow, right? Your father told you how he came with Eddard Stark when he returned our sword?"
"Yes?" He recalled being told that, back when his father was still alive.
"Well, this is a secret but one you must know as Lord of Starfall. Jon Snow's real name… is Aegon Targaryen, trueborn son of Rhaegar Targaryen and Lyanna Stark. His true lineage was hidden in fear of Robert killing the boy. Now, something has happened, something which could jeopardise the secret, so he wants his nephew to live here, where we are still loyal to the Targaryens"
"Another Targaryen? Does he know?"
"He does not" Allyria shook her head, "not that I know at least"
"We have to house him, he could be the next king!"
"My thoughts exactly, we can mold him to be a great king. Eddard was dead set on having him live a modest life but screw that, he is the rightful king", Aunt Allyria's eyes sparkled with excitement at the thought. She penned a response for her nephew, who's handwriting is not that good yet, 'the dragons are always welcome with the stars'
Back in Winterfell, Jon was swinging his sword, sweat beading on his brow. He had noticed that with his chakra, it was getting easier to swing it. Not by a lot but still noticeable. Could this strange energy within him be strengthening his body?
It had been 3 weeks since he had shown his jutsu to the others and since then, he had received 3 more levels, coming with three more jutsu, the body replacement jutsu, the body flicker jutsu(very fun to use) and the hiding in mist jutsu. With each level up, the required xp to level up increased, which was why, after three weeks, he had only received three levels, whereas he had jumped two levels in a week previously. His father was very interested in his abilities, asking him to show him the new techniques as he learned them.
"Son, I have news about your living situation", he heard his father's voice and lowered the sword, wiping the sweat off his brow, nodding. They walked in silence towards the Solar, where his Lord father closed the doors and sat down at his desk. He motioned for Jon to sit with him. Hesitantly, he sat down and looked his father in the eyes. The cold, grey eyes stared at him with a quiet intensity for a few moments, before he started talking. He explained the truth to him. His parents, that his dreams were likely dragon dreams, why he had lied about his heritage and why it was that he had to be sent away.
"The Daynes are part of the few people who know, so I asked them if they would house you, they agreed"
"So… I'm a prince? I wish I could rub that in Theon's face but that wouldn't be the best idea, would it?"
"No, no one must know. Either until you are older or -preferably- never, though I can see it within your eyes, you want the throne, don't you?"
"Who wouldn't want to be king?", he whispered, his voice barely audible.
"As I have feared… I won't forbid you from taking back the throne but I want you to know, I won't go to war with my best friend for you. Robert and I are practically brothers. If it ever comes to war, I will stay neutral, i can't bear the thought of either of you dying…" he looked like he was in pain just thinking about it, he then turned to his right, "do you see Ice? The starks have wielded it for generations", he pointed at the Valyrian steel sword, the ripples in its metal shining under the candle light, "I swear to you now that I will never raise this blade against you. It is a promise, an oath, I would never break an oath like this. I promised your mother to keep you safe, I can no longer do that but I can send you somewhere where you will be safer until you grow into a fine young man. The daynes will keep you safe like i can't any more. In Dorne, you can grow in strength, learn how to harness this 'chakra' of yours and become a good king"
"Thank you father", Jon bowed his head, his head already on Dorne. He had never been outside of the north. What would Dorne be like? He knew it was hotter than the north, an endless desert of sand, burning like coals under the feet of travelers. The journey would be long but when he was there, he could finally freely train his jutsu without someone screaming at him for his 'sorcery' like lady Catelyn did.
"I will form a team of three to accompany you to Starfall. You four will go tomorrow. The sooner you will leave, the sooner you will be safe. Do not- and I mean that, do NOT reveal your powers to anyone until you reach Starfall. Do you understand me?" Their grey eyes licked and Jon nodded.
"Yes father"
"Good… go pack your things, you will be leaving after you break your fast tomorrow" Lord stark spoke, his voice laced with finality.
"Yes 'father'", Jon walked out of the solar, his head swimming with the revelations. He, a prince? But how to get the power to support his claim? First, before anything else, he needed to become a lord, gain territory. He had to play the long game. He had no dragons like Aegon the conqueror, he only had his own cunning.
"Status"
Jon Snow/Aegon Targaryen
Level: 5(35/300)
Chakra: 250/250
Jutsu:
Transformation jutsu(E rank)
Clone jutsu(E rank)
Body replacement jutsu(E rank)
Body flicker jutsu(D rank)
Hiding in mist jutsu(D rank)