The Black and Red Dragon

Chapter 40: The leaders of the Second Sons

In my tent, I stared at the water in the basin looking at my reflection. I can't remember ever feeling so much anger. The people of Slavers Bay have been pushing me, but it never resulted in this. I take a deep breath and splash some water on my face. Something else pops up in my head. The vision about the destroyed Red Keep. I hope this kind of rage is not present in the wonderful person called Daenerys.

After some more pep talk, I get ready to face Daenerys. I leave my tent and start walking to the tent of Daenerys. As I arrive I see Barristan was just leaving the tent. "My lady," he greets me. "Ser," I nod to him and enter the tent.

When I enter I see that Daenerys is sitting in a chair deep in thought, resting her head in her hands. Missandei is standing polity to the side waiting. I look at Daenerys. "Your grace," I say. Daenerys looks up. Usually, I am met with a dazzling smile, but it is now absent. "Vis, please have seat. Missandei could you leave us and keep anyone out till we are done?" Missandei nods and leaves. I move towards a chair near Daenerys and sit down.

"Vis, what happened in there? Your face... it was terrifying. I have never seen you so angry before," she says. "I don't know, Dany. These people keep insulting you. Do you know how much it hurts to see people insulting the person you love? I just snapped when the bastard said he will destroy and enslave you. I just couldn't take it anymore," I say with a deep sigh. I did not look at Daenerys. My sight was glued to the ground. How could I look her in the eyes when I scared her? The shame of scaring the person I love... How could you not feel ashamed? It breaks my heart a little that I caused that.

"Vis... please look at me," I hear her say. Hesitantly I look up, scared to see her reaction. To my complete surprise, I see her crying. "Wha... Dany what is wrong? I am so sorry I scared you, please don't cry." I say while moving to her to wipe away the tears and comfort her. At least that was my plan. Instead, Daenerys wraps her arms around my neck to pulls me in for a deep kiss full of love. I am not sure what to do. I thought she would be upset about me losing my temper. Without much further worrying I kiss back with equal affection.

After a minute of blissful kissing, we part. "Dany, I don't know what to say. I thought you would be upset." She giggles at my flustered state. "How could I possibly be upset with you. No one has ever been so angry because someone was insulting me. I am truly flattered," she says while wiping the happy tears away.

I smile. What else is there to do? I am so relieved and happy that she is not upset. "Dany, there is something else I want to discuss. This rage I felt... do you feel it too?" I ask with caution. Her smile falters turning to a sad smile. "Yes..." she says. "Every time I see a person suffer by these people I get angry. So angry that I want to make these "wise masters" suffer and feel the pain they inflict before killing them." I see the anger slowly filling her eyes. "These people... they deserve a horrible death. And I will give it to them. I will make them scream," she says darkly.

I cup her face in my hands so she is looking straight at me. "Daenerys, let it go. This is not you. Injustice needs to be met with justice. Not senseless death and torture. Show them what justice is. Give them something better," I say warmly and reassuringly. I feel warm tears on my hands. Tears coming from Daenerys. "Please help me..." she whimpers. "Always, Dany. I gave my word to stand with you. If you feel yourself slipping just say my name and I will be there to help. Always," I reassure her and pull her in a warm hug. "Thank you..." she whispers barely audible over her sobbing. "And Dany... the same goes for you. Help me stay myself."

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After an exhausting emotional talk, we spend the rest of the day relaxing. We walked and talked about mundane topics with less weight attached to them. Talking about our problems truly helped and I feel much closer to Daenerys. There is a stronger bond of trust between the two of us.