The Black and Red Dragon

Chapter 46: Madness

I walk through the tunnels of the catacombs. They are cold and dark. It seems those feelings are in abundance as of late. I take the first tunnel to the left. One of very few that I take. I can't remember how many times I have walked through this particular tunnel and I always hate it. It reminds me of my failure. My broken promise to Daenerys. I let out a deep sigh. For weeks, I have tried to fix it, but nothing works. It seems the obsession to fix problems through force is here to stay.

The end of the tunnel comes into view. It is not hard to spot. The darkness can't fight the fire. This type of fire is hard to beat so I don't blame the shadows. There is one huge reason I hate this tunnel the most. I can hear the chains. The chains that are tied to feet and hands. They slowly make their way to their doom.

I look to my right for a brief moment. I already see how many people are in line. In a brief glance, I think I count around fifty people today. I hate that I don't feel anything for them anymore. Too many times I have seen the same thing. The worst part is that it falls under my position to round these people up. How do I find these people you ask? I don't know anymore. I am always informed that the amount is too low.

The dreadful end of the tunnel is very close now. I take a deep breath and walk into the room. It seems the fire just disappeared as I walk in. I turn to the right and bow deeply. "Your Grace, you asked for me?" I ask with slight fear in my voice. "You failed to bring me those that deserve punishment, Master of War," a dark twisted voice says. "I-I am sorry, Your Grace," I say. The fear in my voice is obvious. I thought I never would fear this voice. I hear footsteps coming my way and I begin to shake in fear. "Your Grace, please forgive me!" I plead. "You failed me for the last time. I thought I could trust you, but it seems I was mistaken," I hear the voice say. "Guards, she is next. Put her in position."

Multiple Unsullied roughly drag me to the end room.  "Daenerys, please forgive me! I love you!" I plead. "I don't need the love of failures. I clung to you for far too long. It's time to throw the trash away," Daenerys twisted voice says. I don't struggle anymore. Why should I? I look one more time to the woman I love. Her face is twisted in fury and madness. "You deserve much worse, but I am merciful. You should be grateful," Daenerys says with such a dark voice. The mad king is nothing compared to her. She is much worse and she has dragons? I truly failed the world.

As I reach the end of the room multiple chains are attached to me. Wrists, ankles, even one around my middle. "Goodbye. Dracarys!" Daenerys commands. She does not even wait for the Unsullied to go out of the way. I guess it went too slow for her liking. The dragons reposition themselves and open their mouths. The red hues in their throats are already visible. These dragons are working overtime so it is not a surprise, I guess.

The heat is already rising in the room and I see the torrents of flame coming my way. I close my eyes. I pray to the gods in the hope they will receive me with open arms. The fire hits me and the pain is agonizing. I feel myself melting. I scream in pain.

I scream awake. Sweat is covering my body like a thick blanket. I look around in a panic. The feeling of two cold hands on my back makes me jump out of the bed in fear. "Get away from me!" I scream. "Visenya, what is wrong? Please talk to me!" I hear a soothing and kind voice say. What? With hesitation I open my eyes again. I see a distraught Daenerys kneeling in front of me. I don't see an ounce of madness in her face. Only love and worry. "Gods, Daenerys, what I saw was horrible," I started to say.

Not much later I hear multiple people run in the tent. "Your Grace, are you alright? We heard someone screaming," I hear the voice of Barristan say. I cower in fear again at new arrivals. "Ssssh, it is alright Visenya. You are safe. Nothing is going to happen. Breath. In and out," Daenerys' soothing voice says. I begin to take several deep breaths and start to calm down again. "Good, are you feeling better?" She asks me. I nod weakly.

On shaky legs, I stand and walk towards a chair. I feel the arms of Daenerys wrap around me as support. "Thanks..." I say as I sit down. "Ser, it is alright. Visenya had an intense nightmare," Daenerys says to Barristan. I see Ser Barristan looking at me with great worry. He slowly nods. "I will make sure that Irri and Missandei are brought to you. I think some food would do Visenya some good," he says. She nods. "Thank you, Barristan. We appreciate it," she says. The people leave the tent again.

"Love, what did you see?" Daenerys asks me with clear worry. "I saw you, Daenerys. You were mad and so angry. So many people, Dany! You even killed me with dragon fire! It was horrible," I say, clearly crying again. "Ssssshh, it is alright," she says and wraps me up in a warm hug. "That is not going to happen. That was not real. I will never hurt you," she says, kissing my face several times. "Now, how about a warm meal? Will that help?" she asks me. I nod weakly. I hear two people walking into the tent again. I tense up again. "It is alright. Nothing is going to hurt you," she says while swaying me lightly from left to right and back again. The same way a mother helps her child to sleep.

"My lady, are you alright?" I hear a worried Irri ask me. I sniffle a bit but nod. "I am Irri, thank you for coming." Daenerys turns to Irri and Missandei. "Could you make something to eat, please?" She asks them. "Of course, Your Grace. We will be back soon," they say and quickly leave to prepare something to eat.

"Are you feeling better, love?" Daenerys asks. I nod. "Yes, by the gods, that was horrible Dany. I have never seen something so horrible," I say with a voice that still trembles slightly. "I am so sorry, Vis. Please know I would never hurt you. I would never forgive myself if I did." I nod and give her a deep kiss. "I know. I think it is a warning from Rhaella. Your mother has a terrible way of giving advice," I say, trying to be funny. Daenerys laughs. Did it work? "You just saw me killing you and you are telling jokes?" She says through her laughter. "Yes?" She shakes her head. "Love, never change. I mean it. Never change," Daenerys says with a smile. I smile a little. "I will try."

~Authors Note~

I tried to describe the dreams in more detail. Hoping to give a better view on how intense they are. Let me know what you think. Thank you for reading!

Winter