They all wake up and Rhaenys was the last to open her eyes. All the dragons were descending and she could see thousands of Dothraki below staring up at the sky. The land was beautiful, Rhaenys thought. Everywhere was rolling hills of green grass, and in the distance, the mountains were huge. The people below had dark or tanned skin and long black hair that was pulled back in braids that reminded her a lot of her mother’s. All the men had huge muscles and all the women were lean and fit. When they got closer to the ground, Rhaenys heard them all making a strange noise that resembled laughter. Panicked, she quickly looked over at her mother who smiled and said “Don’t worry! That’s their battle cry!” As Rhaenys looks around this strange land, she closes her eyes for a moment and inhales. She felt warmth surround her, and she was filled with an unknown happiness.

Daenerys was the first to land with Drogon, followed by Jon and Rhaegal, then Rhaenys and Dreamfyre, then everyone else. A large man walks forward and heads towards Daenerys– and Rhaenys has her eyes on him. He has over a foot and a half height on Rhaenys and her mom, and about a half of foot on her dad. His arm muscles are larger than the circumference of her head, and his chest is rippling with so many different types of muscle. He has a lot of tattoos on his chest and arms. He walked past Rhaenys, with an intense stare but kept walking towards her mom. Seeing his back now, he had a long braid that reached his bottom, and behind the braid there was a tattoo of two horses on their hind legs with the Targaryen symbol tattooed in the center. In his hair, he had bells that jingled every time he stepped. He finally reached her mom and he kneels on both knees and says “Khaleesi.” His voice was low and rough. Soon after, all the other Dothraki fall to their knees and bow chanting “Khaleesi.” Being very glad her mother and Missandei taught her the language, she was able to follow what was being said. The man stood up and locked arms with Jon. In Dothraki, he asks “why have you all come to Vaes Dothrak? We weren’t expecting your visit with this many guests.” Dany responds “we think Dragon’s Bay might be under attack in a few days or weeks. We needed to come here so we were close by. These are my friends who will fight alongside you and I. Daario said he sent a messenger to give you information on the rising threat a few weeks ago to give you time to prepare.” The large man says “he did, Khaleesi. Of course, and welcome. We are happy to see you and meet your guests.” Dany then speaks to their group now speaking the common tongue. “Everyone, this is Zhowo. His father was Aggo. He helped win the Great War and the Last War. I named his father Ko when I married Khal Drogo. Aggo died two years ago, and I have named his first son Ko, as he is as loyal as his father.” She now walk around the group introducing him to everyone. Missandei and Grey Worm both seem to know who he was already and they exchange pleasantries. He locks arms with the rest of them and they finally get to Rhaenys. “This is mine and Jon’s first daughter, Rhaenys. She is the first head of the dragon for the new generation and is set to rule after me” Dany said to him in Dothraki. Close to her now, she could really see every detail of him. She thought Zhowo was the most handsome man she has ever seen. Rhaenys stands up a bit straighter and says in his tongue “Hello, Zhowo. I look forward to staying in Vaes Dothrak and exploring the market. Thank you for serving the Targaryen name.” The Dothraki are not people who show much happiness, but Rhaenys could have sworn she saw a faint smile flicker across is mouth. He drops to his knees once more, nearly at eye level with her and he says “It is an honor meeting you. I hope to get to know you while you are here, and I look forward to the day I get to serve you.” He locks his eyes with hers and her stomach feels like it’s flipping around. His eyes were the color of an almond and suddenly that was her favorite color. She didn’t know what else to say so she smiled at him and he again, smiled faintly back. Everyone was staring at them, thankfully Dany tugged on his arm and said, “come, we should talk somewhere more private.” Dany gave Rhaenys a side eye and smirked, which made Rhaenys blush ever so slightly. The rest of the Dothraki went about their business while Dany walked off into the town and Missandei, Grey Worm, Tormund, Brienne, Gendry, Meera, Yara, Arya, Jon, Sansa, Aegon, Jamie, and Octavia, all follow. Rhaenys is still staring at Zhowo who is finally standing back up. Dany calls back to her and says “Rhaenys, you will need to come too!” Of course Rhaenys knew that, but she felt like her feet where stuck to the ground. Zhowo turns to walk toward the group and she heard him say “Rhaenys” under his breath. It now felt like there was a fire in her. She was finally walking in the direction towards everyone else, and she noticed Zhowo slowed down some so he could walk next to her. Everyone she passed stared at her. She was used to this of course, because she got the same stares in Westeros. Glancing up towards Zhowo, she noticed he was watching her carefully. Feeling the urge to say something, she asked “how old are you, Zhowo?” Without hesitation, he relied “I am eighteen.” Rhaenys was pleased to hear that he was close to her age. “I just had my sixteenth name day before we came here” she said. Before the conversation was continued further, Zhowo noticed someone was making inappropriate gestures towards Rhaenys. He begins to walk aggressively towards the man, but before he could reach him, three men and two women pounce on him, and Rhaenys heard one of the women say “you do not disrespect the Khaleesi’s daughter!” and the woman grabbed his hair and cut off his braid. The men break his arms and legs and he lets out a scream. The other woman goes behind him and snaps his neck. The mans lifeless body fell. Zhowo turns around and says “I am sorry you saw that.” Rhaenys never saw anything like that before. Of course she has seen her father behead a number of people and her mother order a dragon to eat someone, but she never saw a fight like that. She knew from her mother that blood couldn’t be spilled in Vaes Dothrak, so she guessed that breaking someone’s neck was a good way around that rule. She understood why her mother didn’t want her visiting before now, it’s a very different culture than what she is used to. Strangely though, she felt a sense of appreciation and loyalty from the Dothraki because of how quickly they all rushed to put an end to it. She half smiled at Zhowo and finally said “it’s no problem. We are now very behind, let’s hurry and get to that meeting, shall we?” She takes off jogging and he follows behind her keep his eyes on the crowd now.

They finally reach their destination. It was a large three story wooden and clay structure. Rhaenys thought it was very crude but it blended in with the surroundings. The second floor was smaller than the first floor, and had a wrap around balcony, and the third floor was smaller than the second with another wrap around balcony. At the door stood a huge Dothraki man, and another man, who Rhaenys assumed was a former Unsullied solider cause he had darker skin and was nearly bald with no tattoos. Even though no weapons were allowed in the city, these two seemed to be the only ones allowed.

Once inside, Rhaenys saw beautiful rugs on the floor, gorgeous tapestries on the walls, and unique flowers and plants in decorative vases. On a table, there was a small box that was letting out smoke that smelled wonderful. At the front of the room was a set of long and thick steps. On the top step sat two beautifully carved wooden chairs. Dany and Jon were already sitting in them. The rest of the crew from home were sitting on the steps below Dany and Jon talking. Then, about twenty Dothraki walk in and gather on the floor around the hearth. Rhaenys presumed these were Zhowo’s most trusted comrades. Zhowo gestures for Rhaenys to go up to the top stair were her parents sat. He climbed the first three steps and turned around to give out his hand to her. Shocked by his act of chivalry, she grabbed his hand as he led her up the steps. He however stayed on the 6th step while she climbed to the 7th. She was still holding onto his hand when Jon glanced over and saw their hands interlocked. They let go immediately. Dany begins talking to the crowd about the information Daario gave her. Rhaenys had a hard time focusing. She never had this feeling towards another person. Of course she thought the people in Westeros were good looking and nice, but there was something about Zhowo that she couldn’t explain. His hair was so shiny and his muscles were gleaming. She was examining every tattoo that was on his skin.

Missandei was whispering translations to Arya, Yara, Brienne, Tormund, Gendry, Meera, Jamie, and Octavia. Sansa, Aegon, Jon, and Grey Worm learned the Dothraki language many years ago.

Out of the corner of Rhaenys eyes, she sees something fly by the window. A thud is heard outside and she scoots passed everyone below her to go retrieve it. The Dothraki weren’t used to such a sight but the rest were. A small dragon, still a young one, comes walking in through the doors that were already open. Rhaenys says behind her “I got it” and walk over to the dragon. He was no larger than she was and was a deep orange color. He purrs as Rhaenys pats his head. He looks up at Dany and let’s out an affectionate sound. “Oh all right” Dany says and she gets up and pats his head too. All the dragons loved their Mother. Rhaenys unties the scroll that was tied to his leg. The dragon then stares at Jon, and Sansa, Aegon, and Arya laughed. He got up smiling and went to pat the dragon too, as he was the Father of Dragons, a unique title that will only ever belong to him. He rolled around on the floor while the three of them patted him, then Arya, Sansa, Aegon, and Missandei all came over to pat him too. Rhaenys took a step sideways to let Arya through and she backed right into Zhowo. She almost tripped and he caught her with one of his arms. The touch felt electric to her. She says “I’m so sorry, I didn’t know you were behind me” in Dothraki. He just says “it is fine” while keeping his eyes on the dragon. “Would you…would you want to pet him?” He looked alarmed. He looked exactly how a normal person would look if you asked them to pet a deadly creature. “Come on. My mom, dad, and I won’t let it hurt you.” she said to him. He looked a little terrified but curious. She grabbed his arm and led him forward. The rest of the Dothraki in the room looked anxious and terrified for him. He inched his way towards the dragon and kelt down, he reach out his hand and rubbed his side. The dragon stopped what he was doing. Usually only dragonriders could touch the dragons or special friends of her mom and dads that they communicated to the dragons. The dragon locked eyes with Zhowo and he withdrew his hand. Then, the dragon nodded his head once and continued rolling around on the floor. Zhowo petted him again, and the dragon didn’t even care. Angled so no one else could see his face besides Rhaenys, he was smiling from ear to ear, using two hands to rub him now. This made Rhaenys heart full. A few minutes went by before Dany called everyone back to the meeting. All the Dothraki looked at Zhowo like he just did magic. Dany walked over to Rhaenys and said, “you know, I didn’t tell him to do anything. Him allowing Zhowo to touch him was completely his idea.” Rhaenys glanced at Zhowo. Then Arya said, “he’s very cute, that one. What’s his name?” Dany says “I don’t think he has one yet.” Before anyone could say anything, Rhaenys says “what about Aggo?” Dany smiles and says “Aggo.” The dragon decided to stay in the house with them for a while. He curled up in the back. You could tell this dragon was a playful and needy one, who seemed to be very happy he finally had a name. Zhowo glanced up to Rhaenys, feeling honored that she named a dragon after his father. Dany says “well, what does the scroll say Rhaenys?” She looks down and undoes the seal. She reads the message in the common tongue first:

“Queen Daenarys, King Jon, and Princess Rhaenys,

We received word back from Tolos and Mantarys. They are soon marching on Dragons Bay and will arrive in a fortnight. Their estimated number is 85,000. They have seemed to have made more of those dragon killing crossbows you once told me about, and huge catapults that can throw large and heavy rocks. I have also heard there is a fleet of 5,000 ships that will sail directly into Dragon’s Bay. It seems their is only one answer to this mess.

Fire and Blood

Daario”

Rhaenys reads it in Dothraki next. They all look very concerned by the numbers, as their Khalasar only has 50,000 warriors. Rhaenys sees their reaction immediately and says to them “do not worry. We have dragons on our side” and she smiles. “Fire and Blood” she finished. Dany and Jon both respond with “fire and blood.” Then Dany addresses the room. “Even though their numbers are large, I don’t plan on making this a long fight. We will stay here for a week and a half, but the Khalasar should start leaving in the next few days, as it will take you longer to get there than us. Once you get there, half of you will camp outside the walls of Meereen and the other half I want to travel down the Dragon’s Road to Yunkai and Astapor and camp outside their walls. You can split yourselves up accordingly. We will attack from the air and help on the ground when needed. It should be an easy battle to win with the Second Sons and the Unsullied stationed there helping as well.” There was a consensus of agreement across the room, and by the end, the Dothraki looked excited about a big battle.

It was getting late and Yara, Jamie, Octavia, and Brienne were yawning. Dany and Jon went over to show everyone their rooms. There were 4 good sized bedrooms on the main floor. There was a large bed, two comfy chairs, a large bookshelf filled with books, a eating table, a fireplace, and a bathing area in each room. The baths were large and sunken into the floor, they were already filled with hot, perfumed water. As soon as Octavia saw this, she smiled at Jamie and aggressively pushed him into the room. Jon laughed. Tormund and Brienne took the one next to them and it seemed Tormund had the same idea as Octavia. At the end of the hall was a chamber room, with as nice toilet’s as they have in the Red Keep. They walked across the main room where the meeting was and there were two more identical rooms in which Gendry and Meera took one and Arya and Yara took the other. There was another chamber room at the end of their hall. Dany and Jon lead Sansa, Aegon, Missandei and Grey Worm to the second level where there were 3 rooms. One was very large and the other 2 were the same as the ones downstairs. Missandei and Grey Worm take one room and Sansa grabs Aegons hand and seductively drags him into the other room. The larger room was the king and queen quarters. They had huge doors that led out to the second floor balcony and an even larger bath. These baths on the second floor weren’t sunken into the ground, but there were marble stairs leading up to it and a marble landing around it. Jon tells Dany to get ready for the evening as he goes back downstairs to fetch Rhaenys.

While her parents where taking their guests to their rooms, Rhaenys and Zhowo stood in the great room talking. Zhowo thanked her again for allowing him to touch the dragon, and he was very excited about it. Rhaenys said “he’s a little one though. Maybe I will show you my dragon. She and my mother’s dragon are the biggest in history.” Zhowo looked slightly terrified again, but then said “I would like that. What did you name your dragon?” Rhaenys responded “I didn’t name her, my mom did before I was born. Her name is Dreamfyre, after another Targaryen she-dragon. My mother found her in a volcano in Valyria.” “I have a question” Bharbo said, “how come all those other people besides you, your mother, and father can ride the dragons?” Rhaenys smiled and said “well, my Aunt Arya and Sansa are dragonriders. Their my dad’s sisters. Their mother, my grandmother, was from the Riverlands in Westeros. When Aegon the Conqueror came, the people of the Riverlands were huge supporters. Some Valyrian’s from Aegon’s army wed and bed with the people of the Riverlands. So their mother had Valyrian blood in her. That, and the dragons found them worthy, so that’s all it took. Arya’s dragon will listen to her when she isn’t needed by my mom or dad, so her wife Yara, is allowed to ride it with her. Missandei, the pretty dark skin woman, is my mom’s best friend and Lady of Highgarden and Warden of the West. She is from the Isle of Naath, which is directly below Valyria. During the Doom, a lot of people fled to Naath, so my mom predicts her ancestors mingled with the Valyrian’s. Her dragon listens to her as well, so her husband Grey Worm, who is in charge of the entire Westerosi army, Lord of Highgarden, and Warden of the West, can ride on her too as long as Missandei is there. He holds a Targaryen ancestral sword you know, called Blackfyre. My mom says he is special, and he is one of my mom and dad’s closest friends too. My uncle Aegon is half Targaryen. My dad said it took a little time for the dragons to trust him but they eventually did, so he got his own dragon now as well. As for the others, my mom had to give them special permission. She has to talk to the dragons and see which ones are willing to fly non dragonriders. If she doesn’t communicate with them, then the dragons would never let them mount or even get close. But the entire flight, my mom and dad are in control of their dragons.” Zhowo looks back over to the orange dragon who is still laying in the back of the room, staring at him. “It seems very complicated, but it’s interesting. Not many of us know how it works over here. We think your family is full of magic” he said. “Well we kind of are, aren’t we?” she said looking right into his eyes. They could hear footsteps coming down the steps now. “Oh I’m sorry, that’s going to be my dad to pull me away. I guess this is a goodnight” Rhaenys says and as she turns to walk away, he grabs her hand and she turns back around facing him. “One more question” Zhowo said quickly, “are you promised to anyone?” Taken back by the blunt question, she stares at him for a moment and she can feel herself blush and smiling a little to big. “I am not” she said, “goodnight.” She turns just in time to meet her father at the foot of the steps, who is glaring at Zhowo. He starts to leave the room, but Aggo purrs loudly to get his attention. Rhaenys and Jon begin to ascend the steps and Rhaenys looks over her shoulder and can see Zhowo patting Aggo on the head. He looks up and smiles the smile that he doesn’t let anyone else see and waves one last time at her before he leaves.

Jon takes Rhaenys passed the second floor and up to the third floor. He opens the door and says “this is your room.” It was one giant room. It had the same massive marble bathtub in it, and an entire side of the wall was covered with many glass doors that opened to the balcony. Beautiful rugs and furs covered the floor. The giant bed looked so inviting. The fire was roaring in the fireplace. A large table stood toward the side of the main room and it was covered in snacks, wine, and ale. Their were huge cushions laying amongst the furs on the floor in front of the fire. The bed sat slightly higher than the rest of the room. There were five steps up to it. To block it off from the rest of the room, there was a lattice made of gold that made a sort of wall to the steps. It was beautiful. It looked like golden vines and flowers. On the ceiling hung beautiful chandelier’s and golden ornaments. She noticed a small door towards the other end of the room and says “what is that?” “Those are your chambers” Jon said. Her own toilet in her own massive room. She climbed the steps near her bed and noticed a large wardrobe. She opened it and found a few pretty night gowns and a lot of pretty dresses that are better suited for the climate here. Rhaenys turns to her dad and says “this is beautiful.” Jon says “it used to be mine and your mothers room, but we moved to the quarters on the second floor. We figured you should take this room.” Rhaenys knew why. She would be better protected on the third floor and her parents would hear here if she decided to sneak out at night. Regardless, she was pleased with the room. She hugged her dad and kissed him on the cheek. “Goodnight!” Rhaenys said. Jon walked to the door and looked back at Rhaenys and said “I love you.” She turned to face her dad and said “I love you too” and smiled at him. Before he closed the door, he said “your handmaiden will be up shortly.” Rhaenys nodded and he closed the door. She was working on undoing the braids in her hair when she heard a knock on the door. She yelled “come in.” A young girl walked in. She was quite pretty, Rhaenys thought. She had beautiful wavy black hair that came to her collar bones. Her skin was the color of copper and she had a few tattoos on her arms and legs, and she was wearing simple Dothraki clothes. Rhaenys says “hello.” The girl says “hello, my lady, my name is Izi. I’ve been sent to be your handmaiden.” Rhaenys smiled politely at her and says “can you help me undo my hair? The braids get very complicated.” Izi walks over to her swiftly and begins working on her hair. She says after a minute “you have very beautiful hair. It isn’t common here.” She pauses and looked frightened, not knowing whether she is allowed to talk. Rhaenys grabbed her hand and looked at her and said “please do not be afraid, Izi. I’m not scary. I want us to have fun while I am here!” Izi smiled and nodded. Rhaenys spoke again, “I really like your hair too.” When the braids were all out of her hair, Rhaenys stood up out of her chair and began to undress. “Can you make sure that water is hot?” she asked Izi. Izi fiddles around with the fire and begins touching the area around the marble. Curious, Rhaenys asked politely what she was doing. “I heard the Targaryens like their bath water very hot. When your mother had this place built, she requested that the fireplaces have a tunnel that runs around the bathtub. That’s how we can keep the water hot. There is a door right here” and Izi points to a small sliding door in the fireplace “that can open and close to control the temperature. We have it in every room. Usually in the guests room, we leave it open for only a short amount of time. But your mothers a fathers we leave open and I assume you’re the same. The water is too hot for me to touch, so I felt the walls to make sure the heat was passing through properly.” Rhaenys looked impressed. She didn’t even have this in the Red Keep. “That’s genius” she said to Izi, and she smiled in response. Rhaenys climbs into the water and she completely relaxes. “I have all these for the bath too. If you would like to smell them and pick out your favorites I can be sure to get more tomorrow. You can pick which ones you want to use tonight” Izi said bringing over a bunch of bottles filled with liquids and containers filled with different flower pedals and wood. Rhaenys is happy to do so. She swims over the the ledge of the bath where Izi placed all the items. The left pile she had as things she didn’t like and the right pile was made of things she did. She decided to pick a yellowish liquid to use tonight that Izi told her was vanilla. Then she grabbed a handful of cedar chips from a container and then a bit of oak chips. She thought this was the best smelling bath she ever took. Even Izi agreed it smelled heavenly. Izi stood by the bathtub in silence while Rhaenys floated in the water thinking about Zhowo again. She wondered what he was doing now and wondered if he liked her too. Then she thought he definitely did because he asked her if she was promised to anyone. This made her smile hard at the ceiling. After a few minutes Rhaenys sits up and says “so rude of me. Would you like anything to eat or would you like any wine?” Izi looked frightened again. “Oh no, my lady, it is not rude of you at all. I can’t accept…” Rhaenys rolled her eyes. “Every girl loves sweets and loves to drink wine. I would be offended if you didn’t accept my offer.” Izi smiled and nodded. She walks over to the table and pours two goblets of wine and grabs a sweet roll. She hands Rhaenys the other goblet of wine and says “thank you!” Izi continues standing still, holding her wine in her hand and taking small bites out of her sweet roll. Rhaenys laughs. “Come on,” Rhaenys says, “all of my handmaidens back home are stuffy and boring. Go find the comfiest cushion and furs, and come sit by me and relax.” Izi hesitates but then sets her wine and roll down. She picks up the first cushion and fur she sees and moves it next to the bath. She grabs her things again and slowly sits down. “So, how old are you?” Rhaenys says. “I am 15. I heard you just turned 16” Izi responds. “I did. It was a nice name day party.” There was another silence. “Can I ask you about someone?” Rhaenys says. “Of course,” said Izi. “What can you tell me about Zhowo?” Rhaenys asked nervously. “Zhowo is the son of Aggo, who was a close bloodrider and Ko to your mother. His mother wasn’t from here though, but she’s very kind, and very different from the Dothraki. She’s still alive but her and a small group love traveling around the Great Grass Sea, never staying in one place to long, especially since Aggo died. I guess she’s a Dothraki in that way. She only comes to the city here when she wants to visit Zhowo or she needs supplies. He is a very loyal Ko as well. He’s always upholding the Khaleesi’s rules and commands the Dothraki in her name. He really respects her and your father. Many Dothraki women have their eyes on him but he has never taken interest in anyone. His only focus is to be the greatest Ko to Khaleesi. A lot of us think he is a little strange like his mother, but he mostly takes after his father and upholds the Dothraki way while doing as the Khaleesi wishes. Everyone does highly respect him” said Izi. It made Rhaenys happy to hear that he was known as a good man. She finished off her wine and watched Izi finish hers and her sweet roll. Rhaenys grabbed a clay-like substance from one jar and massaged it into her hair. She told Izi that she liked this one the best. Izi helped wash out her hair and grabbed a towel from the wardrobe. Rhaenys got out and wrapped herself in the towel and sat back down in a chair facing a mirror. Izi grabbed a comb and began combing out her hair. “Where were you before this?” Rhaenys asked her. “I usually go in between a few high born Dothraki houses here in the city. None of them are a gracious as your family.” Izi said. “What do you mean?” Rhaenys asked. “Well, they pay me a lower wage and don’t allow me to eat or drink in front of them. As it common for a girl in my position. I usually sleep on a bed of straw in a corner of their house. But here, I am paid a high wage, I get my own room with three other handmaidens of the house, and we each get our own comfortable bed and a tub. And now you allow me to have a conversation with you, drink wine, and eat food with you. I am still not used to it” Izi said. “Where do you sleep at?” Rhaenys said curiously. “There is an entire lower level to this house. There is a large main room down there where myself and the other handmaids can move around, read a book, eat, and then there are three bedrooms. Each bedroom has a small fireplace, a nice big bed, a bathtub, a wardrobe and a dresser” says Iza. Rhaenys felt proud of her mom. She always had a big heart towards people who were born less fortunate. Izi finished with Rhaenys hair and she asks if there is anything else she can do. “No thank you” Rhaenys said. Izi makes her way to the door and then she says “I am going to the market in the afternoon to pick you up the things you liked. Khaleesi will hold breakfast out on the second balcony with everyone, I will wake you up to help get you ready for the day.” Rhaenys says “sounds good, and can I come to the market with you tomorrow?” Izi looks taken back once again, not used to anyone wanting to come with her, and then smiles and says “of course. Goodnight.” “Goodnight, Izi” Rhaenys said. She hangs her towel on a bar and walks over to the wardrobe. She picks a blue night gown made of silk. It has skinny straps that go over her shoulders and it cuts off a few inches above her knee. She blows out the candles so that only the fire casted a warm glow across the room. She laid in the comfortable bed and began thinking of Zhowo again. Half asleep, she hears a light knock coming from her glass doors. Rhaenys bolts up out of bed, hearing the tapping again. She made her way over to the balcony and pulled back one of the curtains. It was Zhowo.

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Back in King’s Landing, Bharbo is dreaming and Red is stirring restlessly at the foot of his bed. He awakens suddenly in a panic. His shoulder length curly black hair was sticking up in odd directions from his tossing and turning in bed. He looks at his direwolf who lets out a small whine. Red jumps down from his bed and runs across Bharbo’s room and stands at the door scratching it. Bharbo knows he must go wake his brother Rhaegar right away. He gets out of bed and runs out of his room, down the corridor and down a flight of stairs. The Targaryen-Stark family all lived in the largest tower of the Red Keep, so he wasn’t far now. Running as fast as he could with Red behind him, he finally pounds on Rhaegar’s door. It only took a few seconds for Rhaegar to answer but Bharbo thought it felt like an eternity. Rhaegar looks down at his little brother and says “what’s wrong?” Bharbo enters the room. “I had a dream…a vision that there are a lot of pirate ships trying to attack Dragonstone. I think Talisa and Loras are in trouble” he said. Most people would assume Bharbo just had a nightmare but his family knew all to well that wasn’t the case. Bharbo had strong seeing abilities, and everything he has predicted has came true. Rhaegar doesn’t hesistate. He quickly gets dressed and grabs his new sword and shield. As Rhaegar is getting dressed, he says “go wake up Ned and tell him to meet me there as soon as possible. Then go wake up Tyrion and tell him what is going on.” Bharbo looks sad and says “but I want to come help too.” Rhaegar puts his arm on his little brothers shoulder and says “A Targaryen must always be in King’s Landing. Please go do as I say.” Rhaegar sprints out of the room and so does Bharbo. He goes and wakes up his other older brother Ned and he flys out of his bedroom in under a minute. Bharbo then makes his way to the Tower of the Hand and wakes Tyrion up to let him know what is happening. Tyrion looks frightened. He too gets dressed and whispered to his wife who was sitting upright in bed that he will be back and to wake up Sam and Gilly so they can watch over Bharbo. Bharbo felt cheated. He was the youngest but he was just as good as a fighter as the rest of his family. Deep down though, he did understand. He was the only Targaryen left in the City. If none of his family came back, he would be King, and then he suddenly felt very important, and anxious because he didn’t desire to rule. Though his dad taught him that they all must do their duty, and Bharbo was prepared to do his. Before Tyrion left the room, Bharbo noticed he grabbed an axe and a helmet from a trunk and stormed out of the room. Bharbo made his way down to the Throne Room and sat on the Iron Throne waiting for news. Red sat by him keeping him company. A few minutes later, Gilly and Sam both walk in asking about his vision, while trying to comfort him but also prepare him for the worst.

When Rhaegar made it down the steps of the tower, he noticed Red Roach and Andrew McClay were standing on guard in the main hall. Rhaegar said “come with me now, Dragonstone is being attacked.” They didn’t say anything, they just followed. Melody was standing guard outside the door and he said “Dragonstone is being attacked. Go guard Bharbo, I’m sure he is in the Throne Room waiting.” Melody nodded and ran in the direction of the Throne Room. Rhaegar, Red Roach, and Andrew all sprint towards the dragon pit. They were there in under 10 minutes, panting and out of breath. He talks to Balerion, Bharbo’s dragon, “I don’t know if you can understand me but could you fly to the top of the castle and protect it at all costs? I don’t know if any pirates will make it to the castle.” Somehow, he seemed to understand and he flew right out of the dragon pit and landed on top of the castle, staring out into Blackwater Bay. Rhaegar climbs on top of his dragon, Meraxes, and Red Roach and Andrew follow. Theyset off towards Dragonstone. Half way over Blackwater Bay, Rhaegar looks back and see’s that Grey Ghost is now in the air. Ned is on his way.

Tyrion heads down into the castles basement and exists out of the small entrance that opens onto the beach. Thankfully, a ship from the Royal Fleet was about to dock and panicked faces where jumping over the edge, presumably running up to warn the castle. Tyrion yells as loud as he can “we know! Get back to the boat and take me to Dragonstone!” They all look at him, pause, and climb back on the ship. Tyrion reaches the ladder and climbs up it as quickly as he can, while the ship is already setting off.

Rhaegar arrives to Dragonstone first. He can see Dusk, Talisa’s dragon, down on the beach spitting fire towards anyone who comes near her. Loras’ dragon, Mist, is flying over the steps up to the castle burning those trying to get in. The Royal Fleet began attacking all the pirate ships. There’s a lot of them. Rhaegar flys down low and yells to the lead ship to not let any of the pirates deep into Blackwater Bay and to protect the castle. They nod and fall back. Rhaegar flew back up into the air over open water passed Dragonstone. There were hundreds of ships. Rhaegar says “dracarys” and begins lighting all the ships up. Ned was arriving, and Rhaegar flew towards him. “Take care of all the ships!” he yelled towards Ned. “No problem!” Ned yelled back. Rhaegar needed to land and get in the castle to make sure Loras and Talisa were safe. He flys back down towards the beach and jumps off Meraxes so he can be caught in his claw. Meraxes flys Rhaegar up the long set of stairs and drops him off as close to the castle as he can, then Andrew and Red Roach jump off after him. “Go watch over the fleet and the castle, boy!” he told his dragon. Meraxes snarled in agreement and flys away. He looks are the two Royal Guard members with him and tells them to attack everyone on the beach and to not let anyone in the castle. They run off down the steps, killing anyone who is trying to get inside. Rhaegar pulls out his sword and shield and runs straight into the castle. He knew Loras and Talisa were good fighters, but he was worried that they might be over powered. Rhaegar visited the island often, so he knew Dragonstone as well as the Red Keep. He charged in and saw two pirates trying to steal a trunk filled with items. They didn’t hear Rhaegar coming, and he quickly shoved his sword in one of them and then he pulled out his dagger and cut the other mans throat. He proceeded forward, checking every room for Loras and Talisa. He killed four more pirates in the castle before stumbling across the throne room that was covered in dragonglass and new custom thrones for Aegon and Sansa. He saw Loras trying to fight off five men at once. While he was holding his ground, he would soon grow tired and lose the fight. Rhaegar charged into the small crowd, helping Loras defeat his opponents. It only took a few minutes for their victory. Rhaegar asks quickly “where is Talisa?” and Loras looking worried says “I am not sure, I think she was in her room. She just got back from dropping Benjin and Margaery off at Winterfell so she went upstairs to bathe and rest. Rhaegar was now fully panicking. He sprinted as hard as he could towards her quarters with Loras on his tail. On their journey, they had to kill six more pirates, and once they got close to Talisa’s room, they heard her screaming, which only made them run harder. The door was locked so Rhaegar rammed into it with his shoulder and knocked it down. The scene horrified him. Talisa was in a nightgown that was completely ripped. Her hair was still wet and her sword was just out of reach. There were three dead bodies on the ground, which Rhaegar assumed were her victims. She was being held down by two men and another one was trying to hold up her night gown and rape her, but her legs kept kicking him hard. Rhaegar was now furious. He charged at the man with his pants around his ankles and Loras went after the two who were holding her down. The man with his pants down saw Rhaegar coming and swung his fist so hard and hit him right in the chest. Rhaegar stumbled backwards. Talisa was able to get free. Rhaegar stood up and began sword fighting the man. Loras was working on his last opponent.

Meanwhile, outside, Tyrion finally got to the island. He saw Red Roach and Andrew fighting a large number of people on the beach and in the distance, Ned was setting fire to the fleet and making sure no one survived. Tyrion runs onto the beach with the crew members of the ship and start charging in all different directions. To Tyrion’s horror, Mist was caught in a large rope net and 8 people managed to swing rope around his mouth and hold it shut. Others where stabbing him relentlessly with spears and Mist was making sounds of pain. Red Roach and Andrew make their way over to the dragon in need. Dusk comes flying over and she lands next to Mist. The dragon though didn’t allow Red Roach or Andrew to help. Dragons didn’t let many people walk up to them unless their Mother or rider was there permitting them to. Red Roach was able to kill four people who were trying to wrangle Mist with ropes and Andrew was able to kill the others. Dusk was eating everyone who was stabbing him. Mist still had his mouth roped shut and still had a net over him. He was growling at everyone who tried to come near him now and was getting himself more tangled in the net. Tyrion knew that if he didn’t help this dragon, he would likely strangle himself. Tyrion took off his helmet and he walked slowly over to Mist. The dragon turned around and growled at him, just inches away from his face. Mist was as large as Viserion before he died. He kept growling but Tyrion proceeded forward. Tyrion always had a special connection with the dragons, ever since he met Daenarys in Meeren. Viserion and Rhaegal both allowed him to touch them without their Mother around. Drogon allows him to pet him, as well as a few others. There was one dragon, all gold, who really liked him. The dragon was small, but a full adult. He was half the size of what Viserion was, which Tyrion guessed was still rather large. A person could still ride him if they wanted. He often noticed this dragon flying above him when he traveled back and fourth to Casterly Rock, and when he was on the ground, he’d always let Tyrion pat him a few times or offer him food.

Tyrion told Mist, “I am trying to help you.” Mist growled again and locked eyes with his. He paused for a moment and then he bent down his neck to Tyrion’s level. Tyrion patted him on the head and began cutting away the net. As he pulled the last bit off, he went back towards his head. Tyrion began untying the thick rope that held it’s mouth shut. When Tyrion pulled the last layer off, Mist nudged him affectionately but did it so hard, Tyrion fell to the side. Mist took a look around really fast and then breathed a large jet of fire into the crowd. Red Roach and Andrew were out of the way already, and Mist kept spewing fire into the crowd until there was no one left standing. Mist tried walking a few steps but he kept limping. Tyrion got in front of his face again and said “why don’t you try going in the water? The salt water will clean out your wounds.” Mist started at him again, but ultimately he stumbled into the water and laid there for a while. Dusk began eating away at the corpses. “At least we won’t have to clean up the bodies” Andrew said. The three of them now went into the castle.

A few pirate ships were making their way into Blackwater Bay. Meraxes set fire to a few of them while the Royal Fleet were attacking them. Meraxes made his way to the castle and perched by Balerion. A ship of forty men landed on the shore and was making their way around to the main side door that led the main floor of the castle out to the Bay. Meraxes and Balerion swooped down and were able to stop a little more than half of them from getting in. Angry that some of them slipped by, Meraxes and Balerion roared so loud, it shook the castle.

Back in the Throne Room, Bharbo is still sitting on the Iron Throne with a sword in his hands. To his pleasure, Rhaenys direwolf Shadow, Rhaegar’s direwolf Rickon, Ned’s direwolf Tully, his Dad’s direwolf Ghost, and his Mother’s direwolf Lyanna, all came down to the Throne Room and sat protectively in front of him. Melody stood guarding the door while Sam and Gilly were nervously talking to each other. All of them felt the vibration and heard the roar of Balerion and Meraxes. The direwolves got to their feet and started growling at the door. Melody said “this is it!” and raised her sword. Bharbo thought she was one of the bravest people he known. She didn’t know what was coming behind that door, but she took the lead and held her sword steady. Sam raised his sword, shaking a bit, and Gilly pulled out two daggers and held one in each hand. The door to the Throne Room flys opened and Melody begins swinging her sword. Five direwolves run full speed towards the crowd coming in, some of them got scared and ran back out the room. Three of the direwolves went into the hall to chase them down. Red got into a defensive stance in front of Bharbo. In front of Red was Gilly. Bharbo looked over and saw Sam charge into the crowd. Bharbo has never seen Sam fight before, but his father told him some of the brave things that Sam did, like how he was the first one to kill a White Walker. Melody was struggling to keep up, when thankfully the other two Dothraki Royal Guard members came in and helped. Two people now made it passed the crowd and where charging towards Bharbo, Red, and Gilly. Gilly lunges at the first man and Red attacks the second. Bharbo holds up his sword now, ready just in case one of them makes it passed. Gilly was sliced badly on her leg and she fell. Sam was heard screaming “no!” Gilly was bleeding a lot. Fury built inside him. A little 11 year old boy, who looked a lot like his father, was in his first battle of his life. He was too young to kill, but he was now in a situation where he had no choice. He was angry that Gilly, who is almost like a second mom to all the kids, is now badly hurt. He needed the intruders to go away so Gilly could get help. More fury was building up in him. How dare they try to hurt his family and loved ones! They have no right! Bharbo was gripping his sword so tightly, his knuckles were white. The man coming towards him was injured from Gilly, but he still was strong. Bharbo breathed slow now, watching exactly what this man was doing. It was like slow motion now. The man was close enough for Bharbo to swing, so he pulled back his sword and as soon as he started swinging, time sped back up and his sword met the man neck perfectly. The exact spot Bharbo aimed for, he hit. His sword cut cleanly through and the mans head went rolling across the floor. Staring at it in disbelief for a moment, Bharbo stood there with his sword still held in the air. He couldn’t believe he killed someone. Not sure how he was feeling, he regained his focus because Gilly was moaning in pain. Red finished off his opponent and helped kill the last few men that were still standing. Bharbo rushed over to Gilly and fell to his knees examining the wound. She was losing a lot of blood. Bharbo remembered what Sam did one time when a person from flea bottom came knocking on the castle doors for help. He was ran over by a large wagon, who didn’t seen him walking on the street. The wheels cut him up pretty bad so Sam took a cloth an tied it tightly above the wound and then put pressure on the wound itself. So Bharbo took off his shirt and ripped it. He tied it tightly above the large gash in her leg and stuck his hand over the wound and pressed down hard. The bleeding seemed to slow down. All of the attackers are now dead and Sam runs over to Gilly. He pats Bharbo on the back for helping his wife. “She’s going to need stitches” Sam said. He scooped her up in his arms and said “Bharbo, can you walk with me to the healing wing and keep your hand firmly on her wound?” Bharbo nodded. As he walked with Sam and Gilly, the Royal Guards where nodding in approval for his act of bravery of killing the man who tried to attack him and for knowing what to do for Gilly. Melody said “I’m proud of you” softly as he passed her. When they exited the room, they began dragging the bodies outside for the dragons to eat. Bharbo followed Sam quietly to the healing wing. Once they got there, Sam was out of breath and relieved to lay his wife down on a table. Sam took a strip of rubber and added it above the cut on her leg for added pressure. Sam grabbed a bottle of alcohol that smelled very strong, a needle, and thread. He laced the large needle and poured alcohol all over it and his hands. Sam said “okay Bharbo, let go.” Bharbo did as he said and Sam poured the rest of the alcohol on her wound. She screamed in agony. He began to stitch her up. She was biting down hard and she had her hands in fists. After a few minutes, he was done and looked relieved. “Twenty-five stitches” Sam muttered. He grabbed clean rags and laid them over the wound, then wrapped the area with strips of cloth so the rags underneath would stay secure. Gilly sat up and hugged Sam for a few moments and then she turned to Bharbo and hugged him. “You were so brave” she said. She tried to hop off the table but she needed help from Sam. “Help take me to the kids” she said to him. Thankfully for Sam, their family’s living quarters were on the first level next to the healing wing. Gilly had her two children locked in hers and Sam’s bedroom.

Bharbo was now alone and didn’t know what to do. So he made his way back to the Throne Room.

Back inside Talisa Catelyn’s quarters on Dragonstone, Rhaegar finally had his sword to the large man’s throat. Loras killed the two men he was fighting. “Why did you come here?” Rhaegar said with a strong voice. The large man, now looking scared that his life is about to end, he said “the Shrouded Lord is taking over our lands. He’s turning more and more people into stone men everyday. The offerings we give them every month is not enough for him anymore. Now, a sorcerer has come to find him, and he does magic to change the stone men. The Shrouded Lord and the sorcerer wanted us to capture as many Targaryen’s we could find and their dragons if we could. If we brought him what he wanted, he would leave us alone for good.” Rhaegar asked “why did he want Targaryens?” The man answered “I don’t know. He never told us why. The only thing I know is that the sorcerer is from the land of Asshai and he’s doing magic on all the stone men.” Rhaegar almost sympathized and then remembered…”so that plan included rapping Talisa?” The man smiled and said, “no, I just thought she was pretty” and he held out his finger and caressed her cheek. Before Rhaegar could act, Talisa moved in front of the man and grabbed the blade of Rhaegar’s sword with both her hand and pushed it right into his throat. The man collapsed. Talisa stood there shaking, her nightgown torn, hands were bleeding, but she refused to cry. She turned into Rhaegar and hugged him. Loras rested his hand on her shoulder and kissed her cheek. No one even noticed Tyrion, Red Roach, and Andrew entered. “The Shrouded Lord?” Tyrion said. “He was supposed to be a myth” he finished. Loras said “well, apparently he’s not.” Tyrion stood there awkwardly for a second and said “Loras and Talisa, I want you to pack a bag and head to the Red Keep. You can stay there for the night. Red Roach, Andrew, and some members of the Royal Navy will make sure the castle is clear and cleaned up. They will guard here tonight.” Talisa and Loras didn’t argue, and everyone left the room besides Talisa and Rhaegar. Rhaegar was still holding on to her and he leaned down to kiss her forehead. He backed away from her and grabbed a robe for her to cover herself. He held it up and put it on her for her. “Come on, I’ll help you pack” he said. He went to her wardrobe and picked out a pair of pants and a top for her to wear on the ride over to the Red Keep. She went and found a large decorative bag and laid it on the bed. She still didn’t process what happened. She sat on her bed and stared at her bleeding hands while Rhaegar picked her out things to take. He packed a few dresses and night gowns and folded them before he put them in her bag. “That should be good. If I forgot anything, I’m sure Rhaenys and my mom wouldn’t mind you borrowing some things” Rhaegar said. “Do you need anything else packed?” he finished. She pointed to a few things around the room and he stuffed them in the bag. Talisa still sat motionless on the bed. Rhaegar laid the packed bag by the door and grabbed a towel that was by her bath tub. He kneeled on the ground in front of her and cleaned off her hands. Luckily, the cuts weren’t deep so they stopped bleeding. Once he was done, he said “I’ll step out and let you change, I’ll be right outside the door…” Talisa finally looked up at him and said “please don’t go.” Rhaegar didn’t. Instead, he helped Talisa stand up and turned around so he wasn’t facing her. He heard her take off the robe and the torn night gown and he handed her the pants he picked out without turning around and then the shirt. She didn’t say anything and nor did he, but when she seemed to be done dressing herself, she hugged him again but from the back. Rhaegar looked down and saw her hands on his stomach. He grabbed her hand and said, “It’s time to go.” She nodded and grabbed her sword and her bag.

Tyrion and Loras were already waiting for them in the entryway when they came down. Maids were already at work cleaning up the mess. They exited the castle together and walked down the long steps to the beach. Loras yelled “Mist!” when he saw him laying in the water. Grey Ghost was on the beach but Rhaegar didn’t see Ned. Tyrion tells Loras that his dragon will be okay, “they trapped him but I was able to let him out. He’s just cleaning himself in the water now. Though, he and Dusk should stay on the island to help guard it and so Mist can heal.” Loras still ran down the steps to his dragon to make sure he was okay. Tyrion, Talisa and Rhaegar finally get on to the beach and see three shadows walking towards them. It was Ned “those fuckers trapped their direwolves in a net too! I saw them struggling in something when I was flying back towards the island! Is everyone okay?” Rhaegar looked at Talisa quickly before answering and said “yeah, for the most part. Listen, we are leaving Mist and Dusk here. Can you give Loras and Tyrion a ride back home?” “Sure thing” Ned said. Ned walked over to Grey Ghost and mounted him, waiting for Loras and Tyrion. Tyrell ran over to Loras and licked his face a million times, and Loras gave him a big hug. Robbie came running over to Talisa and jumped on her, almost knocking her backwards but Rhaegar caught her. Robbie was very excited to see Talisa and she gave him a great hug. She patted him on the head and said “stay here and protect our home, I’m going to the Capital for a little.” Robbie cried. She patted his head and then kissed the top of his head. She walked away towards Meraxes who just landed back on the beach. Rhaegar patted Robbie too, and then set off towards Meraxes. On the half hour ride back, Talisa was holding on to Rhaegar again and he held onto one of her hands that was resting on his stomach. They got back to the Keep and both Meraxes and Grey Ghost landed on the large balcony that was behind the castle. Bharbo comes running out to meet them. As soon as they all dismount, Bharbo hugs Rhaegar and Ned, and then Talisa and Loras. Rhaegar fills Talisa and Loras in on how they knew about the attack and Talisa hugs Bharbo again. Bharbo then looks to his brothers and tells them about the attack they had here “…and I had to kill someone” he finished. Ned and Rhaegar lean down to him and Ned says “you didn’t have a choice, you either had to kill him or he was going to take you away.” Rhaegar said “you did a good job, everyone is alive and here because of you.” Bharbo smiled at this, filling like his dad would be proud of him for fulfilling his duty. Rhaegar faces Meraxes and says “Can you send a message to Drogon? That way my mom and dad will know what happened here in a few minutes time.” Meraxes snarled, a sound Rhaegar took as an agreement. They all enter the Throne Room that was already spotless and Rhaegar briefs the Royal Guards, Sam, and Bharbo on what he found out from the guy that tried to attack Talisa. Sam said “how is the sorcerer changing them? What is he changing them into?” “I am not sure,” Rhaegar said. They stayed and discussed some more about it but then everyone decided to go to sleep, as it was very late now. Bharbo and Ned walk in front of Talisa and Rhaegar on their way up to the Targaryen tower. Loras went to the the Tower of the Hand with Tyrion to stay in his extra room. Melody is now guarding the entrance to their tower. She says “I checked every room, it is safe to go up.” Rhaegar thanked her and then Bharbo went to his room and Ned went to his room. “I’m sure Rhaenys won’t mind if you take her room” Rhaegar said. Talisa had a strange look on her face and then asked “would you mind if I slept in your room tonight too?” Rhaegar looked surprised. He finally said “okay.” Talisa followed Rhaegar to his quarters. She shifted her weight and then she made her way to his bed and laid down on the right side. Rhaegar went over and laid down on the left side. Talisa broke the silence and said “I was just getting a bath because of the long flight and I heard some loud talking in the hallway leading up to my quarters. I hurried up and put on the night gown I had out and grabbed my sword. I was able to fight off the first few men, but then that large one threw me on the ground and his friends held down my arms. If you didn’t walk in when you would have…if he succeeded in what he wanted to do… I don’t know how to thank you enough.” Rhaegar turned to her and gave a half smile. He touched her face with his hand and kissed her forehead again. She gave a weak smile. They stayed up talking for a while longer and then Talisa fell asleep in Rhaegar’s arms. Rhaegar didn’t want to wake her, she he just laid still and fell asleep too.

Bharbo is wide awake. He is back to tossing and turning. He gets up out of bed for the second time that night and goes to Ned’s room. He knocks lightly and opens the door. Bharbo didn’t say anything but Ned seemed to know what was wrong. Ned said “come on, you can sleep in here tonight” and Ned scooted over. Bharbo feeling safe with his big brother, he fell asleep almost instantaneously.

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Back in Vaes Dothrak, Rhaenys opens one of the glass doors for Zhowo and he asks her “can I come in?” and of course Rhaenys steps aside to allow him in. In the warm glow of her room, she stood there staring at him and he was staring at her. “Is there something wrong?” Rhaenys asked. He replied “I couldn’t fall asleep, I kept thinking about Rhaenys Targaryen.” Rhaenys smiled, she loved the way he said her name. Everyone in the house must be asleep right now so Rhaenys asked him to sit with the cushions and furs on the floor in front of the fire, and he did. “Would you like any ale or wine?” Rhaenys asked. “Wine” he said. She poured two goblets and sat in front of him, handing him his wine. Zhowo lifted his hand up and ran his fingers in through her hair. He said “you are so beautiful” but in the common tongue. “You can speak my language?” Rhaenys asked, very surprised. “Yes, but I am more comfortable in Dothraki. My mother wasn’t born Dothraki, so she taught me her words. She taught me some of the ways of her people also” Zhowo said. “Where is your mother from?” asked Rhaenys. “She is from a place where you come from. It is called Dorne. Her family always lived there. Once Khaleesi brought Dothraki to the different land, she met my father in his travels. He was trying to gain support for Khaleesi, and Khaleesi knew Dorne would stand with her, even with the Sand Snakes dead or missing. My mother, her name is Danella. She showed my father Dorne, but Khaleesi was calling everyone back to her to prepare for war. She had me shortly after. My mother then tried getting me to Dragon Rock…” Rhaenys laughed, “Dragonstone” she said. Zhowo continued, “she tried getting me to Dragonstone, unsure if my father would take care of her and me but she wanted to try. It took her a moon she said, to get to a place called Sharp Point from her house in Sandstone. She used all her coins to get someone to take her to Dragonstone on a boat. But many people around the city were scared of the Dragon Queen, not knowing who she was yet. It took her another moon to find someone who would take her. She said she remembers seeing two dragons flying over the island in the distance, though they only looked like small dots dancing in the sky. When she was getting closer to the island, she said she will never forget seeing how big the dragons were. She thought they were magic, that Khaleesi was magic. She pulled up onto the shore, and the boat left her right away. A Dothraki warrior came up to her and asked what she was doing there. Knowing some Dothraki, my mother asked for Aggo. Aggo was brought down to the beach and my mom said he looked surprised but pleased to see her. He was even more happy when he saw her carrying a son in her arms that looked like him. He took us to meet Khaleesi and my mother pledged her loyalty to her, as the Dornish people were always behind the Targaryen cause, even since Khaleesi was exiled as a baby. They hated the Baratheon’s and Lannister’s. Aggo asked if she could stay on the island with her. Khaleesi always had a heart for women and children so she agreed and gave a room for her, my father, and me to stay in. A year later, that’s when my mom said Jon came to meet Khaleesi for the first time and she remembers it well. In six moons, they left for Winterfell to fight the dead army, but Khaleesi let the young children and women who couldn’t fight stay on the island so they were safe. Khaleesi left them a ship to use in case the war didn’t end in her favor, and she made sure the women who stayed behind knew how to sail it. Another few moons pass and word was Khaleesi and Jon beat the dead army and they were marching on King’s Landing. All of us left were so happy and celebrated the night we heard. A fortnight later, we heard she found more dragons, and couldn’t believe it. Then she won. We heard all the dragons roaring all the way on the island. My father came back to Dragonstone and was happy to see I grew to be a strong 2 year old. My mom wasn’t sure if he would come back for her, as the Dothraki aren’t sentimental people, but he did and brought us here, to the Dothraki Sea. They lived a good life together. My father taught me how to be a strong Dothraki warrior while my mother taught me how to be a noble and kind man. When he died two years ago, she started traveling all over the Great Grass Sea. I still see her when she comes to visit. My father made me promise to serve Khaleesi well and the Targaryen name.” “I never knew that story, my mom has never told me” Rhaenys said. They go through a whole bottle of wine and stay up for a long time talking about their childhood. They lay down on the furs and face each other while they were talking back and fourth. After what Rhaenys assumed were several hours passed, she felt herself fall asleep. Part of her was still awake, but she couldn’t open her eyes. She felt a large and rough hand touch her cheek, and then strong arms where lifting her off the floor. She felt him breathing, felt his heartbeat, felt his arms touching her back and legs. She breathed in his scent. He was going up a few stairs and then she felt the comfort of her bed. He laid her down and covered her with a blanket. She was so tired, but then she felt soft and gentle lips touch hers for just a moment. He whispered “goodnight” in Dothraki and then she heard footsteps walking away. She smiled. Was this real? She opened her eyes a little and saw his silhouette disappear on the balcony. Part of her wished he would have stayed.

She drifted off into sleep and had the same dream Bharbo did, only this time, she was able to see the outcome and everything that happened. Bharbo saved everyone with the warning. Talisa was almost attacked. Mist was hurt. Rhaegar and Ned took back the island. Tyrion had a bond with Mist. Bharbo killed someone. The Shrouded Lord was getting strong with the help of the sorcerer who she saw in her previous visions.

Below, Dany shoots out of bed. Jon wakes up next to her. “What’s wrong?” Jon asked worryingly. Dany paused, waiting until she got all the information from Drogon. Drogon told her only what Meraxes knew and Dany said it out loud to Jon, “Bharbo had a vision Dragonstone was attacked and he was right. Rhaegar, Red Roach, and Andrew got to the island first, and then Ned and Grey Ghost. Meraxes flew back to the Red Keep and burned some ships that weren’t ours and tried to stop people from getting in the castle but he couldn’t get all of them. Rhaegar then called him back to Dragonstone and he saw that Loras’ dragon Mist was hurt but okay. Ned, Tyrion, and Loras flew back to the city on Grey Ghost and Rhaegar flew back with and upset looking Talisa on Meraxes. They are staying in the Red Keep together and it seems Red Roach, Andrew, and some fleet members stayed behind to guard the island and let Mist heal. Meraxes saw Bharbo when he landed behind the Keep and he looked okay. They’re all safe inside, but Meraxes is still perched on top of the castle guarding it.” Jon said “they were attacked?” Dany looked over at him and said “yes. The men looked like pirates, Meraxes showed Drogon a few images. I don’t know what they wanted, but at least they’re okay. I have to go wake up Sansa and Aegon.” “It’s still dark out, can’t you wait until the morning?” Jon asked. “Their son and daughter were involved and seemed shaken. They should know their home was under attack tonight.” Jon ultimately agreed and they both got dressed and headed across the hall to Aegon and Sansa’s room. Jon knocked on the door and a very sleepy Aegon answered it. “Why are you awake?” he asked. Dany passed him and went to the bed to wake up Sansa. Once they both were alert, Dany recites to them what happened. Sansa was asking questions Dany didn’t know the answer to. Sansa said “well we have to go home, Aegon.” “I wouldn’t blame you if you did. But Rhaegar ensured me everything was handled and everyone was safe. Red Roach is seeing after Dragonstone.” Aegon was upset “those bastards decide to attack when we aren’t there? Cowards,” he said with a shaky voice. He then turns to Sansa “if Talisa and Loras needed us home, they would have asked their dragons to talk to Drogon. They are safe and okay. We wouldn’t have anything to do if we got back. They seemed to have handled this horrible situation nicely themselves. Dragonstone is being guarded. The dragons and direwolves are alive. Our children are safe. That’s all we can ask for.” Sansa didn’t like it, but she agreed to stay. Jon and Dany say goodnight once more and head back to their room. Unsure if she will be able to fall back a sleep, Dany takes a small sip of milk of the poppy and lays back down in Jon’s arms. Across the hall, Sansa and Aegon did the same.”We raised strong kids. They’re okay” Jon said to Dany and they both closed their eyes. Dany then had a dream of the event. It wasn’t as clear and detailed as Rhaeny’s, but it filled in a lot of the missing pieces. Before Dany knew it, Rhaenys was over her parents bed waking them up. The sun was now out and Rhaenys said “something happened. Wake up!” Dany and Jon sit up and they said “we know” together. “You know? Rhaenys said. “Yes, Meraxes told Drogon and Drogon told me. Sansa and Aegon know too, we told them last night. When I fell back asleep, I saw more of the story” Dany said. Rhaenys chimmed in and said quickly “did you see Talisa almost getting rapped and Bharbo killing someone and Rhaegar killing a bunch of people and Ned burning hundreds of ships?” Dany looked a little taken back “some of that” she said. Jon now spoke “wait, Bharbo had to kill someone?” “Yes Rhaenys said. “Pirates came attacking because of the Shrouded Lord, that thing we saw in the Golden Fields is growing strong. The pirates in the area have always offered food and items in return for peace between them and the stone men, but it isn’t enough anymore. The Shrouded Lord now has a sorcerer doing magic on all the stone men…he’s changing them. They wanted as many Targaryens as the pirates could grab and a dragon or two in exchange for continued peace. The pirates not wanting to become stone men or leaving their home, rallied together for the task. All of them came. The Shrouded Lord didn’t know we were gone until he saw us last night, but he saw it as an opportunity to try to infect us. Luckily he was alone and everyone was awake. Otherwise we’d be stone men right now” she finished. Dany didn’t know what to say. Jon was the first one to speak and said “another impossible army. It’s not the army of the dead, but it’s the army of the infected.” Dany said “hopefully Volantis and the other surrounding Free-Cities can control them. They are not under Targaryen rule so I’m not going to sacrifice time, people, and my dragons in trying to fight them when we already have a battle coming up.” Jon said “I agree, we saw that melting them and hitting them with Valyrian steel didn’t work. I’m not going to go in fighting an army that I don’t know how to beat.” Dany looked back up to Rhaenys and said “go back upstairs and get ready for breakfast. We will see you in a little.” Rhaenys agreed and left the room to go back upstairs.

Shortly after Rhaenys sat down at her vanity, Izi comes walking in. “How’d you sleep?” Izi asked. Her feelings were mixed. She had a wonderful night with Zhowo, and he kissed her, but her family was attacked. Settling on “I’ve slept well,” Izi asked what Rhaenys wanted done to her hair. She told Izi and her hands began workin on her hair. Rhaenys decided to have the top half of her hair braided back into a half up/half down hair style. Izi incorporated a few random and different types of smaller braids throughout her hair, but the rest was left curly. Izi put a little oil in Rhaenys hair, so by the time Izi was done, her hair was left looking shiny and smooth. Izi walked over to her wardrobe and grabbed a dress. “Do you like this? I think it would look nice with your eyes and hair” she asked. Rhaenys looked at the dress. It was very lightweight and the color of pale lavender. It had a collar that would button around her neck, leaving her shoulders and arms exposed. There was some silver detailing on that dress too. It was very simple but very pretty. Rhaenys nodded and undressed. The dress had a wide open back, she noticed once it was on. Izi said “beautiful.” Rhaenys grabbed her silver dragon arm cuff and put it on. Then she put on a silver necklace that had a little wolf attached to the end of it. Her dad got her it for her 13th name day. Lastly, she laced up her sandals and was about to walk out when her mother and Aunt Sansa walked in. Izi bowed and said “Khaleesi.” “Izi, would you mind waiting for Rhaenys downstairs on the balcony? She will be there shortly” Dany said to her. Izi bowed again and left the room at once. “Rhaenys, could you please tell Sansa what happened to Talisa?” Rhaenys felt uncomfortable. She didn’t want to be the one to tell her Aunt what almost happened to her daughter. “Didn’t you see it?” Rhaenys asked Dany. Dany shook her head. “My visions aren’t as strong as yours and Bharbo’s. I saw Rhaegar fighting someone almost twice his size and I saw Talisa with cuts on her hands but that is it. Sansa is her mother and needs to know” she said. Rhaenys understood. They sat around the table in her room and Rhaenys begins to speak,” Talisa just got back to Dragonstone after flying Benjin and Margaery to Winterfell. She was tired from her flight so she went to her quarters and got a bath. That’s when the pirates landed on the island. Talisa heard commotion in the hall and got dressed fast and picked up her sword. She fought the first three men who came in and killed them. Then a large man and his friends over powered her…he was going to….to…” Rhaenys could not finish the sentence. But it seems like Sansa knew, as a few tears in her eyes appeared. “But he didn’t. Rhaegar and Loras came into the room just in time. Rhaegar got information out of him, and then Talisa pushed Rhaegar’s sword into the man. She’s okay, Rhaegar and Talisa are both asleep in his room. I have a feeling he won’t leave her side” Rhaenys finished. Sansa spoke next “with everything I went through with Ramsey…I just never wanted my daughters to go through what I did. I hope Benjin and Margaery get their own dragons one day. If Talisa wasn’t tired from flying, she would have fought her best…” Rhaenys didn’t know much of the story, other than Ramsey Bolton was a monster. But Dany knew. She put her hand on her arm and then pulled Sansa into a hug. Dany said “it didn’t happen though. She is safe. And you heard Bran, the ancient magic is changing for us, you never know.” Sansa nodded and then gave Rhaenys a hug. “Dany, I’d like to send a dragon to her. Can you call one?” Dany said “the playful one from yesterday is still downstairs. You can use Aggo. Can you attach this to him as well?” Sansa grabbed the scroll in Dany’s hand and went off to write her daughter a long letter. Dany and Rhaenys were alone now in her room. “So on a lighter note, I can see Zhowo is very interested in you” Daenarys said to her daughter. Rhaenys tried to pretend she didn’t know what she was talking about but then couldn’t hide her smile. Dany looked at her and smirked. “And I take it you’re interested in him?” Dany said. Rhaenys looked at her mom and nodded. “Well Zhowo is a fine young man. I’ve known him since he was a baby. If you want to pursue him, I want you to know, I approve. Even though your dad is protective and may act like he doesn’t like Zhowo, he does. You seem more alive here. You’re stronger here too, I think. I should have known at least one of my children would follow in my early footsteps. If Khal Drogo didn’t die, I’d be living here at least half the year most likely. This place always strangely felt more at home than Westeros, and I think you’ll feel the same” Dany said. “I do love it here. I always had dreams of rolling green hills and the mountains. I just never knew it was here. I also often dream of standing on a marble and limestone balcony overlooking a strange city, but I’m not sure what that is yet” said Rhaenys. Dany smiled and said “that would probably be Meeren. You’ll see soon enough. Come on, let’s go to breakfast with everyone.” Rhaenys examined her mother’s words. She did feel more grounded here, more joyful and powerful. But what does that mean? She was set to take the Iron Throne. “Maybe I have a different destiny” Rhaenys thought.

Everyone is down on the second balcony, including Izi, her mother’s handmaiden, and the general house handmaiden. They are all discussing about what happened last night and are hypothesizing about what it means. Rhaenys didn’t want to hear about it anymore, so she sat next to Izi and was making conversation about something else. After breakfast, Rhaenys tells her mother and father that she’s going into the market with Izi. Dany said “have fun, you might see me, your aunts, Missandei, and Octavia down there.” Rhaenys gave a half smile to her mom.

Izi led the way through the market. They shopped at a tent that sold perfumes and oils first, and then another one that sold items from beyond the Dothraki Sea and Qarth. They bought some fabrics and Rhaenys noticed Izi really liked the emerald green fabric with gold sequin’s on it but couldn’t get it. When she wasn’t paying attention, Rhaenys bought it for her. Two men delivered everything they bought to the house. Rhaenys then decided that she want to pay Dreamfyre a visit and show Izi her dragon. On the walk through the city, Rhaenys hoped she would see Zhowo but he was no where in sight. Once they got far enough away, Rhaenys called for Dreamfyre. Izi was eagerly looking up at the sky waiting to see a dragon. She’s never been able to get close to one before, let alone next to the largest dragons in the history. Just then, what looked like a small part of the sky started moving. Dreamfyre blended in perfectly with the blue sky above. Dreamfyre let out a roar and began her decent. She landed with a loud thud. Rhaenys spoke to Dreamfyre in her head and said “this is my friend Izi, be nice to her, and we protect her always, even if I’m not around.” Being the first head of the dragon, Rhaenys was able to make this specific request. Dreamfyre acknowledged her riders request. Rhaenys starts petting her head, and Izi looks into Dreamfyre’s bright green eyes. “Go ahead, I allow you to pet her” Rhaenys nudging Izi. She slowly reached out a hand and Dreamfyre sniffed it and brought her head to her hand. Izi was smiling so much. She was petting her head and then moved across the sides of her body that she could reach. When Izi circled her and came back to Rhaenys, she asked, “do you want to go for a ride?” Izi not nervous anymore, nodded her head eagerly. Rhaenys climbed on first and then helped Izi up. “Lay in the pocket here and hold on to a spike,” Rhaenys told her. Rhaenys tucked her dress under her bum, grabbed onto the reins and they were off. They flew high in the air for a little, but once Izi was comfortable enough, Rhaenys wanted to show off. She flew low over Vaes Dothrak and had Dreamfyre do a series of turns and even looped upside a few time. Coming out of a spin, Rhaenys saw Zhowo amongst the crowd staring up at her in awe. She waved at him and he waved back. He was standing next to her father who also waved back, smiling ear to ear watching his daughter. On the other side of her, she saw her mother, Sansa, Missandei, Arya, Yara, and Octavia in the market. Arya and Octavia were carefully examining bottles of poisons when Dany and Missandei both looked up and laughed. They looked at each other and ran off. Always wanting to have a bit of fun, her mother showed up on Drogon a few minutes later and Missandei was right behind her on Visenya. The riders let the dragons dance with one another, weaving in and out of each other doing a series of beautiful turns and flips. The dance of dragons was something the dragons did when they were with other dragons they liked and were happy. A lot of people described this dance as one of the most beautiful things you could ever see. The Dothraki were doing their battle cry again and watching in amazement. After a while, Rhaenys went back down to the ground and helped Izi get off. “That was the best thing I ever done!” Izi said with excitement. Dany and Missandei soon dismounted. They start to walk over to Rhaenys and Izi with their arms locked in each other’s and laughing. But before they could reach them, Zhowo walks over and hands Rhaenys a beautiful flower. It was a purple lily and Zhowo said “I saw it this morning and it reminded me of you.” Rhaenys was blushing, especially now since her mother and Missandei were walking by, staring and smiling right at her. Rhaenys locks eyes with her mom and Dany makes a hand gesture while mouthing “go on.” Izi takes the lily out of Rhaenys hand and weaved it in her hair. Then Izi said “I’ll let you two be alone, I’ll see you back at the house.” Rhaenys said “oh please don’t leave! Zhowo wouldn’t mind if you came along!” Zhowo spoke to her directly in Dothraki and said “join us.” Rhaenys walked side by side with Zhowo, letting him lead, and Izi walked a few steps behind them. Zhowo spoke in the common tongue this time and said “you look very beautiful.” She smiled up at him and thanked him. They walked over to a large opened area and Rhaenys saw people dancing, singing, and drinking around a large fire. “Are we celebrating something?” Rhaenys asked. He said “no, this is what we do everyday when we are not fighting anyone, training, or hunting.” Rhaenys thought it looked like fun. There were a series of platforms scattered around the area, with flowing drapery behind them. They were all different colors, with not one being the same. The platforms she learned that they were for people to sit on, mostly high born Dothraki who were relaxing in the sun, drinking, and watching the crowd. There was a group of people on the ground playing instruments and it was a very interesting beat. The music she heard in King’s Landing was dull. This music made her want to dance along with everyone else. Some kids were jumping off rocks into the lake next to the scene. Rhaenys followed Zhowo to the highest platform and they sat. A few of his friends came over to introduce themselves and engage in conversation. One of his friends, Cavo, is also a Ko, and is a year older than Zhowo. He sat with them for a long time, trying to win the attention of Izi, but she was oblivious. The sun was getting lower in the sky and Jamie, Octavia, Brienne, Tormund, Gendry, Meera, Arya, Yara, Missandei, Grey Worm, Sansa, Aegon, Dany, and Jon all make their way over to the crowd. Tormund and Brienne decided to sit affectionately on a blanket they brought out and began drinking with a few Dothraki people Tormund made friends with. Jon and Aegon sit side-by-side on the platform, talking, and Dany sits in between Jon’s legs, leaning back on his chest, and Sansa does the same with Aegon. Sansa seemed happier than she was this morning. Grey Worm and Missandei are sitting close to each other and Grey Worm has his arm around Missandei’s waist. Jamie and Octavia are laughing with Gendry and Meera, and Arya and Yara are sitting next to Missandei and Grey Worm, talking to them. Everyone was drinking a lot, even Missandei and Grey Worm. Their whole area was filled with lively conversation and hearty laughter. Rhaenys was the first one to get up. The music was heavier and she had to dance. She went over and pulled her mom up, who she knew would dance with her. Then Dany pulled Sansa up and the three of them dance together. Rhaenys pulls on Izi’s arm to come join. It took her a minute, but she went with Rhaenys. Izi turned out to be the best dancer in the group, drawing Cavo’s attention again. Sansa went over and pulled a drunk Missandei up, and she didn’t even hesitate. Rhaenys caught a glimpse of Tormund dancing very dorky, trying to seduce Brienne but she was laughing so hard, she was clutching her stomach. Tormund kept going anyways, he liked hearing his big lady laugh. Yara was mimicking Tormund, which in turn made Arya roll on the ground in laughter. Octavia dragged Jamie out with them to dance, and to everyone’s surprise, Jamie wasn’t a bad dancer, and he continued dancing happily next to Octavia, who he pulled in to kiss every so often. Rhaenys heard Meera finally say “screw it, I’m dancing too” and she jumped off the platform and joined their crowd. Zhowo’s eyes never left Rhaenys. He was smiling so big, even showing his teeth, which was a rare thing indeed for a Dothraki solider, but he didn’t seem to care. Jon, Aegon, Gendry, and Grey Worm sat smiling and watching the women they love dance and have fun. They ate food in between dances and when it was dark enough, Dany said she was going to hatch the dragon eggs Drogon and Rhaegal found. A pyre was already built for her, and she put on her crown to protect her hair and clothes. Some of the crowd died down, but everyone that was left was now watching their Khaleesi. Jon lit the fire and Dany walked right into the middle of the flames. Jon and Rhaenys put on their crowns that Dany brought down for them and walked in and out of the fire, placing the eggs evenly around their Mother. With the last one, Rhaenys said goodnight to her mom while they were both in the flames. She noticed Jon was getting down to sit by Dany and he said loudly over the flames “your mom has done this so many times, it can get boring staying out here all night alone!” Rhaenys laughed and said goodnight to her dad and then walked out of the flames, completely unburnt and clothes still intact. Zhowo and Izi gapped at her. Sansa called Rhaenys and said “come on, your mom put me in charge of you tonight. Time to get up to your room.” Rhaenys nodded. Zhowo leaned down and said “Goodnight, princess” in her language. Then Rhaenys asked him in Dothraki if she will see him again tonight. He winked at her and walked off with Cavo.

Rhaenys gets up to her room and everything she bought in the market was there. Izi was behind her and Rhaenys almost forgot. She picked up the emerald green and gold fabric and handed it to Izi. “I got this for you. I noticed you liked it.” Izi stared at it with her mouth wide open. “Oh but Rhaenys, it’s to expensive. I cannot accept this…” “I would be upset if you didn’t accept it. Here. Make yourself a new pretty dress. Make Cavo drop to his knees next time he see’s you” Rhaenys said. Izi looked confused, “who?” she said. “Cavo. Zhowo’s friend. The other Ko. He couldn’t stop trying to get your attention all night” said Rhaenys. Izi smiled like she couldn’t believe it. “I had no idea,” Izi said. “Thank you. Do you need help with anything tonight?” Izi finished. Rhaenys told her that she had everything under control, as she wanted to get ready to see Zhowo. Izi walked out the door and said “have fun with Zhowo tonight” and smiled again before she shut it. Rhaenys laughed and started getting ready.

In the hallway, Izi ran into Missandei. Izi smiled politely and Missandei said “can I tell you something?” Izi turned around, accepting the invitation to speak. “You’re free here, I hope you know that. Working for the Targaryen’s was never work for me, Khaleesi chose me to be her best friend. I know it’s hard to accept all their acts of kindness as just that, with no other expectations, but that’s all they are. Acts of kindness.” Izi looked at her and said “what do you mean, Khaleesi chose you to be her best friend?” Missandei speaks, “she freed me. I was a slave and translator for horrible masters in what was once Slaver’s Bay. Daenarys came looking to purchase Unsullied for her army and she decided to purchase me too. She is smart. She tricked the master’s and set them on fire. Her first order to us was ‘you are free now, you may go if you wish, or you can fight for me. No harm will come to you if you choose to go. If you chose to stay, kill the masters, free all the slaves, and hurt no child.’ No one left. Everyone stayed and fought next to her. We stayed by her side through many battles and two of the greatest wars in history. She allowed me to council her. Someone who was formerly a slave, she let council her. She asked of my opinion and listened to it, and her and I grew into really close friends in the journey. We even call each other sisters. She saw a young girl in a collar being ordered around by men and wanted her to be a friend to talk to. She clothed me. She gave me a home. She gave me a family. I fought by her side. She walked me down the aisle at my wedding. At the end of the war, she gave me Highgarden and made me Warden of the West. Now I am a large noble House in Westeros and have my own dragon. Grey Worm and I have 12 kids. Everything I have is because of her. She never had to give me anything. I was just always being a good friend. Her and I are still very close and even fall asleep in the same bed sometimes because we stayed up talking so late. The Targaryen’s don’t ask for much, they only ask for loyalty and a good friendship, and I hope you will give that to Rhaenys. She has a large family and some good friends from other noble houses, but she’s never had a best friend. Daenarys is the Queen we all chose and still continue to choose. I hope Rhaenys will become the Queen you stand behind and council one day.” Izi didn’t know what to say. There was silence and Missandei spoke again “goodnight, Izi. Start having….fun.” Izi walked downstairs to the large decorated basement and began sewing herself a dress.

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“A dragon as arrived for you and Talisa,” Sam said walking out to the patio where Talisa and Rhaegar both were enjoying the breeze and some tea. Rhaegar see’s that it’s his mother and fathers seal and Talisa see’s her mother and fathers seal.

Rhaegar read his and it said:

“Rhaegar,

You’re father and I are so proud of you for what you did for Dragonstone, our home, and for Talisa. We do hope they are doing okay. Make sure they know they can stay with you and your brothers as long as they would like.

We are going into battle in just under a fortnight. There is a plan of attack set on Dragon’s Bay, and I must protect what I fought for. We will be home afterwards, and we can’t wait to see you and your brothers again. Your father and I miss all of you. Keep in contact with Winterfell, we want to ensure that Benjin and Margaery are doing well.

I have some good news, and news that may be surprising. During Rhaenys ceremony, we found out you will be the second head of the dragon. I don’t know who the third is, but we know it’s not Ned. Please tell him gently. He is destined to be on another great path, and I know it. Now for the surprising news. I think your sister is going to want to stay in Essos. She doesn’t know it yet but I can see it on her face. She is so happy here with the Dothraki and I know she will love Meereen. I should have known a long time ago. I am happy in a way, because maybe she will be able to finish what I started and free all of the slaves in Essos and get all the cities under Targaryen rule. You Rhaegar, have been chosen by your father, myself, and the dragons to be the next in line for the Iron Throne. You will be King of the 7 Kingdoms in the years to come. Don’t say anything to Rhaenys yet if you write her, I want her to figure out she wants to stay on her own. When we return, your father and I will take you to Valyria so you can do your ceremony. Once yours is complete, we should know who the third dragon is. I am eager to find out. The old prophecy said that the three heads of the dragon will rule the world. With your sister being the Queen of Essos and you being the King of Westeros, I couldn’t ask for a better dream. Tell Tyrion and Sam to begin your lessons at once, and I want you to hold a city briefing that is open to anyone who has questions about what happened. People were bound to see and hear the commotion happening in the bay. Be as honest as you can with them.

If you have any questions, you can write me back any time. The dragons always know where to find me.

Love,

Queen Daenarys Targaryen and King Jon Stark (mom and dad)

”

Rhaegar looked up in shock. Then turned to Talisa who had a few tears running down her cheek. “What’s wrong?” Rhaegar asked. “Nothing, my mom and dad are just really sweet” Talisa said, folding the note back up and holding on to it. “What did yours say?” she asked Rhaegar.

Part III coming soon.

Some cool fan art I found. Dany and Jon in updated armor and a fan art of Rhaenys ♥️🐉 I did not make these, I just want to use them to add visuals to my story. I don’t know who made them, just found them on the internet.