The Black and Red Dragon

Chapter 12: A new beginning

After discovering the death of my father I felt empty. I trudged my way back to the house and cleaned the place up. For days I tried to make the house feel like home and come to terms with his death. The house did not feel like home, it only felt empty. I have to move on and find a purpose again. Before I would turn to my father and hope he had some advice. He is gone now and I have no idea who to turn to. I knew who did this and why. It does not take a genius to figure that out. Father had a claim to a throne that people did not want to have around.

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During the nights I saw Daenerys moving with her new husband to some new place. Perhaps I can talk to Daenerys and talk to her about what I should do. When I fell asleep again I finally saw Daenerys again in her tent. Her husband was already sleeping and she was about to join him. The tent she shared with her husband, Drogo, was decorated with multiple hides, and cushions were strewn about. There was also a bath and a small table for food and drinks.

"Daenerys?" I say to her. She quickly turned to me with a surprised look. The last time she saw me was during her wedding. The last couple of dreams where she appeared she could not hear, see or feel my touch. "You are back?! You promised to help me... but you never came when I needed you," she said.

I could feel the betrayal in her voice and it hurt. When I was with her I saw her asking me for help. To help her with traveling on a horse, to help her with her husband, or her pregnancy. I really wanted to help, but as a walking spirit, there is only so much I can do.

"I regret not being able to do anything. You did not see or hear me," I said. She looked confused, but nodded "Who are you anyway, you look like a Targaryen. Are you one?" I shake my head "No, Daenerys. I am Visenya Blackfyre. The last of my house"

She looks deep in thought and furrowed her eyebrows "Blackfyre? Those that fought for the throne? Are you trying to find and kill us? So you have no competition when you take the Iron Throne?" I am not surprised. The reputation of my family is not something one could easily forget. Especially for a Targaryen, I suppose. "I don't care about the throne. If you or your brother want it then take it. I will gladly renounce my claim if you ask for it. There is only one thing I want and that is justice," I said with slight anger in my voice. Daenerys is taken aback by my answer "Justice?" She asks. "They killed my father and I want justice for his murder," I said.

"I am sorry to hear that Visenya. I know the feeling of having no parents around. Viserys said my father was killed by his own kingsguards and that I... killed my mother," she said. When she mentioned her mother I could feel the shame and sorrow in her voice. " I don't know what Viserys told you, but she loves you very much. I saw it in her eyes. No hate or regret," I said. Her eyes grew wide and saw tears forming. "Really? How do you know?" She said with a wavering voice. "I met here. She spoke very fondly of you and always smiled. A mother cannot hate her child. She showed me that," I said. "She made this happen you know." I wave my hand over my corporeal body. "This was her "gift" when I... made my promise... to her." I see it now. I smiled at Daenerys. "I think my purpose is with you"

"Promise? What kind of promise?" She asked. "To protect you and your brother," I tell her. "She was desperate to find someone and I guess she chose me. Tell me where you will be and I will find you."

"We are nearing Vaes Dothrak and stay there till we do some ceremony. I do not know what kind of ceremony but it is important according to Drogo," she said. "Then I will meet you there. Sweet dreams Daenerys," I say before I wake up again. For the first time in a long time, I felt excited about the future. I have to figure out how to get there but it felt good to move on. And especially so I can keep my promise to Rhaella.