Note from the writer: The final chapter in my Game of Thrones series. For now. After this I’ll be working on other fictional stories away from the ASoFAI world. In the future though, I may come back to it if another idea sparks. If you don’t want it to end, follow and DM me on Instagram telling me your thoughts: @physicsandastronomynerd and follow me for updates on other fantasy stories I’ll be dropping. I have a super active imagination, as one needs to with this in depth fan fiction. I have a lot of other stories in my head that I’d love to share!

I know it’s been over a year since my last chapter, I’m so sorry. I lost inspiration and motivation to write but I’m back ready to finish this for you all. I decided to write this final chapter as Rhaenys— and her telling her final story herself. I see myself in her but she’s also the type of person I’d love to be. I’ve fallen in love with her and all the other side characters I’ve created and I’m still so obsessed with Dany, Jon, Sansa, Arya and the whole gang. Team Targaryen forever. Sit back, and enjoy the finale to Rhaenys Targaryen. The finale will be 2 parts.

A full year has passed. My 18th Name Day is just a few months away. I have been in Asshai with most of my family for a year. When we last spoke, most of the family went on a holiday or back to their homes for a few weeks. I, however, was stuck doing business in Meereen. Nothing really went the way I expected, but I guess that’s what makes the job as Queen of the Free-Cities, Dragons Bay, the far east, and Khaleesi of the Dothraki so exciting. Let me catch you up on things.

So when I got back to Meereen, Daario and his Seven Sons informed me that the three triarchs of Volantis would arrive earlier than expected….the following day. Remember I want to liberate the Free-Cities, as 80% of the occupants are enslaved, one of which includes Izi’s mother. They were coming to discuss the terms with me, because apparently they thought my terms were negotiable. They weren’t. They were not supposed to arrive with an army either, but they did. They didn’t know that we knew though, so we used that to our advantage. They were about 10 miles away in a cave system along the coast completely out of sight. They only reason we found that out is because my mothers dragons. Dragons like to use caves for privacy when mating, and they left when my mother told them too. They were just going to set fire to the cave and let the fire travel down the tunnels but my mother didn’t want to do that, as most of the army is probably full of slaves there against their will. But then Dreamfyre filled me in on the whole ordeal. I figured playing dumb could be of benefit to us so that’s what I intended to do.

Zhowo came in later that evening and I was so happy to see him, after all we were apart for nearly 2 months newly betrothed. Izi would come in the morning and I was craving to see my best friend too.

When Zhowo arrived, he looked so good that I could feel myself starting to blush just at the sight of him. His skin was darker from the sun. His long black hair was so shiny and all braided. Intertwined in the braids, he had beautiful bells strung throughout. His muscles were bulging in the glow of the suns golden hour. I know he missed me just as much because as soon as he saw me, he sprinted over in my direction, scooped me up, and pressed his mouth hard against mine. Without hesitation, he carried me off to my quarters, trying to make polite conversation before what we were about to do, to be gentlemanly, but my mind was on the same thing. He kicked open my doors, threw me on my bed and slipped my dress off so quickly and undid his pants. He climbed on top of me. Kiss my neck, then both my breasts, my stomach, each of my hip bones, then to my inner thighs. He stayed down there for a while until I moaned his name so loud I’m sure the whole pyramid heard. We were both in the clouds that night, not tied to anything but each other.

“Anha zhilak yera m’ei zhor anni,” he said once we were done. It’s our saying to each other. The fire of my soul. We went down to the courtyard for dinner and a few people laughed at us because they definitely heard us but we didn’t care. We enjoyed the rest of the night together, I sat in his lap and I read him the story of Nymeria—the woman Arya named her direwolf after.

Morning came and I saw Izi, Cavo, and Shadow come into the pyramid. Shadow would have knocked me over if Zhowo wasn’t behind me. She nudged my head and I hugged her back. I missed the girl. I want to bring her back to Asshai with me but I know she’s offering Izi comfort and protection in my absence. I hugged Izi so hard. I missed her smile. Her skin was also very dark. She did a different hairstyle, one that was similar to how my mother and I do it. She looked beautiful. Stronger. Happier. She showed me a new tattoo she got—it was a direwolf on the back on her thigh. She clearly became attached to Shadow. The joyous reunion was short. I needed to get ready.

I decided to do my best to look intimidating and serious. I didn’t want to wear a pretty dress. I decided to put on my blood red light armor. It was formfitting and had a caged corset that hugged my back and rib cage. On the back, I have the Tagaryen symbol of the three headed dragon and then the Dothraki horses on each side. Zhowo came in and said he liked it as he traced his pictures over it. I told him I wanted to play around with other designs, as I will be marrying him, a Dothraki. It did feel odd to leave the Stark direwolf out though. It’s not that I wanted to abandon the name, it’s just the Stark name doesn’t carry far in Essos like it doesn’t in Westeros. I look like a Targaryen more than a Stark. And the family Zhowo and I create here, will be half Dothraki and they will rule Essos forever. I wanted my hair to look traditionally true to the intricate braids my mother is known for, but I wanted to weave in the bells and beads of the Dothraki. Izi kindly helped me. I strapped my knife holster Brienne and Tormund got me on my Name Day around my thigh. I then strapped my sword holster on to my back. I love that holster. It’s black with imprints of the direwolf and Targaryen dragon all over it. I placed my crown upon my head. Izi and Cavo left a head of us. Her and the other blood riders were to secure the area before our arrival.

I made my way down the great staircase with Zhowo, meeting members of the Second Sons and Unsuilled in the entrance hall to the pyramid. We made our way outside the city wall, and Dreamfyre was already above us, circling, ready to escort and protect. Shadow prances up behind us and I mount her as everyone else mounts their horses. We ride about a half mile west, along the cliffs until we reach a large tent. I see some soldiers with tattoos on their faces standing outside, protecting two tigers and an elephant. Undoubtedly this was a symbol for the Volantene political parties but also for show. They are beautiful beasts, but I’m not sure why they felt the need to bring them…Dreamfyre could roast them all in 2 seconds and have them for dinner. The tattooed soldiers stare at me as I approached, although I’m unsure what they were thinking. I take a deep breath and I hop off Shadow. Zhowo is immediate walking next to my side and Shadow is right behind us. Dreamfyre’s voice comes into my head as says “I’ll be circling above, say the word and I’ll light the whole tent on fire.” I smiled and said back “that’s my girl.”

As soon as I enter the tent I see familiar and unfamiliar people all around. Of course my entire escort was there, Izi was handing out fruit and wine, and I see three very fat men on the left sitting down in very large seats. Their eyes fall to me immediately and they don’t leave. I smirk at them as I take my seat on the right side. Daario is the first to speak saying “this is Rhaenys Targaryen-Stark, daughter of Daenarys Stormborn Targaryen and Jon Stark. Heir to Dragons Bay. Future Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea. Liberator. Queen of Essos. A mother of dragons….” “Yeah yeah”, said the fat one with blonde hair who introduced himself as Alios Qhaedar. The other two introduced themselves as Malaquo Maegyr II and Nyessos Vhassar. Izi all of a sudden looked uncomfortable and Rhaenys couldn’t figure out why. “Miss Targaryen, we have come here to bargain with you after you so kindly sent us your demands” said Vhassar. “And I have come here to tell you, your efforts will be in vain, you will free every one of your slaves,” I said. Maegyr stood up angrily while beckoning Izi over for more wine. “That’s enough of this foolishness! They run the economy, if you free everyone in Essos, you’re looking at a half a million people without homes or jobs. What do you expect to do then ,” he said.

“We do it city by city. When we have one under control, we move to the next. You’re up first. I will have part of my army deployed to ensure the transition goes smoothly. I will have spies everywhere to ensure no uprising or rebel groups are forming. We will send out a few dozen lawyers who are experts in the law and are loyal to my House. Lastly, we tax all the wealthy pretty heavily. This tax will provide the slaves with housing and some pocket money. Call it a payment to say sorry for being cunts for so long. The heavy tax will only be a one time payment. After that, we will arrange a tax that is more realistic to pay every month. Believe me, my team already did this once before. We know how to do this, even with people who rebelled. But look how that turned out for them. Izi, may I have a cup of that wine?” I finished. She poured me drink and handed to me. Maegyr was staring at me too intensely and looked to be anticipating something. I glance in the cup and the color seems fine. The smell was normal. But that doesn’t mean anything. I sent ice through my hand and into the cup to freeze the contents. I pretended to chug the whole thing, while it stayed frozen to the bottom. I give the cup back to Izi while the triarches started bantering again. Izi looks into the cup, then looks at me. I shift my eyes quickly to Zhowo and Izi understood. I thank the Gods that Izi is a genius.

“Can’t we extend the process out a few years to adjust to the system? You can’t expect us to give it all up so quickly!” Qhaedar said.

Izi causally walks behind the crowd to Zhowo. He grabbed the cup and looked into. He understood too. He puts his hand on one of his arakh’s. Maegyr is still watching me intensely, almost grinning at this point. I walk closer to them. “No, Lord Tyrion only allowed that to happen with Dragons Bay because my mother was kidnapped, and wasnt aware of the resources he had. See, I can tell 100 dragons to go to Voltantis right now and light the whole city…”

“Ah but it’s just a rumor. No one has ever been able to command dragons they weren’t the riders for. Even riders had trouble controlling their own dragons. We know you have power, but not as much as you say,” Vhassar said. The Second Sons members laughed. “Cheeky bastards they are aren’t they?” one of them said. My eyes widened and I smiled. Would you kindly follow me outside? “Come down here Dreamfyre, and tell any other dragons nearby to come.”

Before I even step outside the tent, there was a loud thump and the ground shook. Dreamfyre landed. I look over my shoulder causally and the triarchs looked scared. Finally. “This is Dreamfyre, my girl.” They only took one step out of the tent. “Now I ordered others to arrive, let’s see, oh look here they come!” Over 30 dragons, 5 of which were babies, fly towards us and land, shaking the ground with each thud. “You say I cannot command all them?” I command them to walk forward and backwards. I command them to fly, hover, and spit fire all together in perfect sync. Qhaedar’s mouth was opened and it looked like he pissed himself. Vhassar was having trouble speaking “…but that’s impossible. They’re just rumors…..” I tell him “that’s what you get for shutting yourself in behind the Black Walls, you don’t see the world, what the world is capable of. What I’m capable of…..now you will free your slaves immediately. And I would like one sent directly to me, her name is Saelemys, I believe.”

Maegyr spits out in laughter “why would you want that WHORE?” Before I could speak, Izi started to charge at him and says “my mother is not a whore! You betrayed her!” Maegyr looks like he just heard the most delightful news and says “so you’re my bastard cousin. You look like a whore too! You will not get Saelemys, she is apart of my house and she’s my houses prisoner!” Izi punches him square in the face. There’s blood everywhere from his broken nose. “You will release her. You don’t have much of a choice,” I said.

Vhassar collects himself and says “ah but I think we do. Are you sure you feel well enough to be making those kinds of threats?”

That confirmed the attempted poisoning. I quickly grabbed the knife out of the holster on my thigh and threw it directly to Vhassar’s head. Before he collapsed I had my sword out and I swung it hard at Qhaedar’s neck. His head went flying towards the Volantene guards. Maegyr started to run towards his guards and yelled at them to do something. Only one guard attempted to stop Zhowo and Izi running after him. Izi stuck down the guard . Zhowo had both arakh’s in his hands, came up right behind Maegyr and took his head off. The rest of the guards quickly through down their weapons and bent the knee. They were shaking and crying. I walk over to stand in front of them. “I accept your surrender, you didn’t even try to save the Triarchs which makes me believe you weren’t on their side. Now please, we know of the rest of the army hidden in the caves. Please led us to them” I said in Valyrian. They nod and stand up, still with tears in their eyes. “Dreamfyre, find an opening to the cave somewhere up here and wait.” Dreamfyre rises into the sky and begins searching.

On the walk down the cliff side, I asked the soldiers “I do hope you wish for your freedom and that you approve of the Targaryen rule.” They all look at me and nod at once. One speaks up “You don’t know what it’s been like. They developed a poison that would torture us if we didn’t do what they said. This has been going on for decades. The poison would almost kill us, causing horrible pain. We would wish for death, but they wanted us alive to obey. Make them richer and maintain their power. Out of fear of them torturing us with it, most of us have learned to obey, whatever the demand is.”

“I see. That sounds horrible. Is that the case for most of the people in armor in the caves right now?” I said

The younger boy spoke up this time. He couldn’t have been more than 14. “Mostly. Most of us were hoping you’d outsmart them and save us. We’ve been hoping for this day since Queen Daenarys became Queen. But it was you, Queen Rhaenys, daughter of Queen Daenarys, that ended our nightmare.”

I look over to Daario. He’s always been good at spotting a lie. He nodded his head in approval. I could tell by their eyes they were sincere.

We descend further and further off the cliff and after a while, we were on the beach. There was one large boat, not quite a ship, tied up to the rocks. The waterway entered the cave. We were going to have to go in by boat. Once we start making our way inside, you really saw how large this cavern was. We passed so many ships and lighted torches until the water stopped and we had to climb up a few rocks. We walked back for only a minute and there were thousands of soldiers playing card games, napping, and just chatting with each other. As soon as they see me and my team, they fell silent and looked to the already surrendered Volantene soldiers in horror. There was a few seconds of silence before I decided to speak.

“The triarchs are dead. They tried to poison me and raised and army against me. These soldiers here informed me most of you were here against your will. This is your one and only opportunity to surrender and bend the knee, and swear loyalty to House Targaryen. If you wish to do that, meet me above ground right here.” The army looks at the soldiers and the soldiers nodded their heads. Thousands start to pack up their belongings and head out. We waited nearly an hour for mostly everyone to leave. By the end, there were only a few dozen people left standing in front of me in disgust.

It was silent for a while, until I decided to break it. I stand in front, tall and confident, no matter what I was about to do.

“I give you one last choice. I want to help build a better world, and for me to do that, I need to help build a better Essos! The proof is in my mother! You’ve seen what she was able to accomplish here and in Westeros in just two decades. I want to continue that legacy, but the people all over this continent need to be free. Bend the knee and renounce your titles for being traitors, and I’ll let you live a comfortable life in our Dothraki, Second Sons, or Unsullied ranks. Refuse this kindness, and I’m afraid you’ll die,” I declared. Six people walked forward, looking over their shoulder back towards the remaining people, looking nervous. They took out their weapons and bent the knee.

“Good. Where would you like to serve?” I said.

One said Dothraki. Three said Second Sons. Two said Unsullied. “Daario please make the arrangements.”

“Yes, my queen,” he said and bowed with a smirk.

“Oh don’t forget to assign someone to watch them. For however long it takes to trust them.

I look back at the crowd in the cave. Nothing but anger in their eyes. “I must say, I am disappointed. May I ask why you choose this fate?”

One man stepped forward and screamed “THE SLAVES RUN OUR CITIES. THEY WILL COLLAPSE WITHOUT THEM. WE WILL HAVE NOTHING. YOU’RE RUINING THOUSANDS OF YEARS OF TRADITION!” and another one yelled “You won’t kill us, it’s just a bluff! I don’t see any dragons and you’re outnumbered!”

I smirked. “The cities will not fall, I assure you. They will thrive and we have proof that they will from our experiences elsewhere. They will not collapse. If anything, it will be the masters and the wealthy who will when there is no one to do your dirty work and hard labor anymore. As for the not killing you part, I keep my word. You obviously don’t know my family that well. Great men have killed tens of thousands of people for wars less important than this. I am a woman. I will kill a few dozen who are traitors and disrupt my peace and progress.”

I speak to Dreamfyre now, “Light it up, girl.”

We hear Dreamfyre let out a mighty roar and the cave shook. I turn around to my company and say “it’s best if you jump in the water now and stay down for a few seconds.” Without hesitation, I hear a few splashes.

We hear the roaring of the fire coming down the cave tunnel. The traitors look at me with panicked eyes. I struggled my shoulders and said one more thing to them before they were all engulfed in Dreamfyre’s wrath, “you chose this for yourselves.” The fire circles all around me. I stand there, bathing in the flames, unburnt.

I exited the cave and climbed on the back of Dreamfyre with my escorts and she flew me up the cliff side to face those who surrendered the first time.

The crowd of people below looked up, scared of Dreamfyre and me. Everyone jumped off my dragon once she landed. I stayed on her.

“I know you must be scared, but there is no need! I am aware of the brutality you all faced. From now until the end of your days you have freedom of choice. You’re welcomed in any city you wish to live in. You’re allowed to work whatever job you wish. You’re allowed to have families with whoever you wish. There are resource buildings in every city if you wish to travel and need housing or assistance in finding work. One will soon erect in Volantis. Or if you wish to start your own farm, we need those too. If you wish to stay in the military you’re free to do so. I need a strong military on the west coast. We will ensure you have housing if you have none, we will feed you three meals a day, and provide you with a small stipend. The tax we enforce on the wealthy in Voltantis will be able to cover these costs for you. For those who would like to chase different opportunities, you may leave now and be on your way. If you need assistance directly from me, please go to Meereen and wait for me outside the Great Pyramid.” About a quarter of them left.

“For those of you staying, I must warn you. We have a great threat upon the horizon. The Shrouded Lord is real and is on the move and will attack this whole continent until every last one of us is infected with Grey Scale. I will need some of you to train with Samwell Tarley, the maester at King’s Landing. He will arrive in Voltantis in a fortnight and teach those who want to be taught. You will be trained on how to removed Grey Scale quickly, on the battle field. Once the Shrouded Lord is defeated, if anyone of you who received the training would like to go to Old Town to train to become a maester, you may. We will need a lot over here. Is there anyone here that would like to be assigned to that task?” Around 50 people stepped forward. Men and women. One of the women asked “Are women permitted to train?”

“Of course, and if anyone tries to tell you it’s not, tell them to take it up with me. Thank you for your willingness.” Later on, 24 of these women will become the first women to train at the Citadel and earn their chains. I was so proud. One of them became my family’s and myself’s personal maester in Westeros.

“Is there a leader among you? Who do you choose to lead you?” I said. There were whispers and finally I saw someone in the crowd step out and come forward. They were shorter than your average man, thinner too. Is that a woman? As she got closer I saw the curves in the breastplate that contained her breasts. She stops 20 feet away and bows her head. “Please remove your helmet,” I said to her. She took it off and she had strong Valyrian features. Ice blonde hair that was wavy and cut around her shoulder and bright blue eyes. Lean but muscular. Tan skin. Very beautiful, and if I had to guess she was in her late 30’s.

“What is your name?” I asked her.

“Your Grace, I can speak the common tongue. My name is Saelemys. Saelemys Maegyr. But you can call me Em.”

My mouth dropped. I quickly turn around to find Izi to see if she sees it. Her mouth was gaped opened.

“Mom?” She said emotional. Em left my gaze to look beyond me. It was silent for a few seconds. “IZI?!” Em finally declared. They ran at each other full force, almost knocking themselves down. They both were crying holding on to each other. Izi kept repeating “you’re free, I can’t believe you’re here. You’re free!” I turn to address the remaining crowd quickly, one last time and said “set up camp on the outside walls of Meereen for now. Remember come see me in the Great Pyramid if you need anything. I’ll be meeting with Em later today to go over strategy and she will relay the message to you all. Thank you.” I smiled, genuinely at the sight of her best friend being so happy.

It was a long night. When I got back to Meereen, there were a few dozen people waiting for me already. Most wanted permission and some funds to start new business around Dragons Bay, all of which was a good idea. A few people suggested we dig a new river closer to the three cities. There was one river a few miles East, where the large unsullied camp, quarters, and training center was. They were 100% self sufficient. They built their own structures, chopped down their own trees, smithed their own metal items, grew their own food, raised and slaughtered their own animals. They lived there free of tax. And they all worked together to build their own town essentially, money had no concept there. That was a big positive about being in the Unsullied. Money was no issue because it wasn’t needed, but I do pay them a modest monthly stipend regardless, because they do extra work for the cities sometimes that aren’t military related.

I approved digging of the new river. It’s going to be brought inwards towards Yunkai—the middle city in Dragons Bay. This will allow more farms to be placed outside the cities walls. The populations of all three cities do grow every day, and it would be a safe idea to follow through with to ensure everyone has enough food. Mills will be put in place too to support any new building that will be going on. The Unsullied will help with these projects when they are doing military activities. Much to my surprise this would turn out to be a huge success. Within 5 years, the fields outside the cities started to turn very green because of the new water system. Orchards and farms everywhere. And hundreds of little cottages and farm houses spread out, creating little towns just outside the cities.

But after listening to all their ideas and offering guidance, I was exhausted. Zhowo patted me on the back and kissed my cheek for a job well done. I had to go talk to Izi and her mother now. “I’ll see you upstairs later, okay?” I tell him. He smiles and says “of course.” I shuffle my way up the staircase to get to Izi’s suite. I knock on the door and Cavo let’s me in. Izi and her mom are sitting in cushioned chairs out on the little balcony. They didn’t even notice me come in. I walk out on the balcony and say “room for one more?” Izi looks up and quickly apologizes for not realizing I was there. “No need to apologize, ever. How is the reunion coming along?” I said. “Oh perfectly, Your Grace!” Em said.

“Izi, you didn’t tell me your mother was a Maegyr. That’s pretty cool,” I stated.

“Well, not really. We don’t like being attached to that name because it only has negative meanings. My family abused their power for so long and destroyed Volantis. Tortured good people for decades. It’s not a name I’m proud of, that’s part of the reason why I ran off with the Dothraki, I loved Izi’s father and I just wanted to get rid of my name” said Em.

“I understand. Listen, I’m quite tired and I’ll be quick, you two probably still have a lot of catching up to do. I can see why you hate your name, your family was indeed horrible. But now is the time for your redemption, I think. Em, if you’ll accept, I’d like to make you Lady of Voltantis and Warden of the West. Izi has told me a lot about you, and I have faith you’ll be the best person for the job. The people chose you to be their military leader—you are well liked and well respected. And have the right last name. Start a new era for your family legacy,” I tell her.

She was silent for a few moments and then finally asked, “do you expect me to marry and have more children?”

“I expect you to be Lady of Voltantis and Warden of the West. If you wish to marry and have more children that’s your decision. Ladies don’t need to have Lord’s. If you’re worried about succession, I support Izi being the heir to your title, if she wishes” I say.

“Me, a Lady and Warden? A Dothraki woman holding a noble title?” Izi said softly.

“Yes, Izi. If you’d like it, it’s yours. You are Dothraki. But you’re also of old Valyrian blood. Maegyr is one of the oldest family names. You don’t have to choose one or the other. You can be both and you can have both. Please, don’t give me an answer now. Think about it. Izi, I’m sure you’re going to want to speak to Cavo about it. Weigh your options and let me know soon. In the meantime we have more pressing issues. Em, I want you and the army to march back west and visit every other major city on the west coast. You are to get their surrender and ensure all the enslaved are free. Kill any masters or nobility who stand in your way. Once they each surrender, hold a fair election to pick new lords or ladies who are loyal to the Targaryen cause. I will be gone for quite some time again. I have to go back to Asshai to finish training. We will be in contact. Izi knows how to use the messenger dragons, and of course, Izi is welcomed to go with you. Do you have an concerns or questions?” I stated.

They blinked a few times still trying to process everything “No, Your Grace. My people have been waiting for this moment for a long time. We won’t stop until everyone in the west is free. Thank you for choosing me, and of course I’d love it if Izi could come with me! When should we leave?” Em said.

“Tomorrow. I’ll be leaving tomorrow too. It’s a long march back to Voltantis so please ask Daario for anything you might need and he will get it to you. I don’t suspect you’ll have any issues in the cities. Pentos already claimed loyalty long ago so you don’t have to go there. But please keep me updated on decisions or issues that arise. I must get going now, I feel like I could fall asleep in this chair!” I said.

Izi stands up and gives me a hug goodbye, and Em stands up to lock my arms with me. I start heading out when I thought of something else I forgot to ask, “were you related to Talisa Maegyr/Stark, who married Robb Stark? She was a healer from Voltantis,” I said looking at Em.

She nods in confirmation, “yes, Talisa was actually my cousin, just two years older than me. She had a really big heart and didn’t like the path our family was going down either. So she ran awake and became a healer, then traveled to Westeros to hide from my Uncle.”

“I’ll have to tell my mom and Aunt Sansa that. Sansa and Aegon named their eldest daughter Talisa, after her. Thank you again. It was really nice meeting you and we will talk soon!”

I make my way to my chambers. Zhowo is already asleep, snoring kinda loudly. I undress and crawl in bed next to him. I kiss him goodnight. I laid my head on his chest and wrapped my arm around him. I fell asleep almost instantly.

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But that about updates you all on what happened since I last wrote. I came back to Asshai while Em and Izi went off to secure the rest of the cities on the west coast. My family and I have been training here daily, trying to improve our magical abilities. About 9 months into my return here, I received a letter saying that Em and Izi both accept the new titles and that they secured the cities of Lys, Tyrosh, Myr, Pentos, and Braavos. As mentioned earlier, Pentos has been dedicated to my family name for a long time, so there wasn’t much to do there. And Braavos was an easy success because of the Second Sons location there. They were heading into the mountains to get a pledge from Lorath, an island just east of Braavos and then most of the army continued on to Norvos and Qohor. I am awaiting news on the last two big cities. Qohor might push back. They’re a city full of dark sorcerers and their sell sword company once supported the Lannister’s and the Bolton’s. My mother and father advised we try to reason with them, because if they are great sorcerers, they could be useful against the grey scale army. After hearing no updates for a week, my mom and I grow worrisome. As I’m writing this, my mom is speaking with Kinvara to tell her….

Dany bursts into the room. “Let’s go, Rhaen.” I look up and smiled. I stand up, grab my satchel and run outside with my mom. We ran the whole way to the nearest clearing, to see Dreamfyre and Drogon land on the ground together. Off to Qohor we go.

Part 2 of the finale coming soon.