The Blackfyres and Targaryens have fought many times against each other for the Iron Throne. Maelys Blackfyre was the last one to try and conquer the Iron Throne during the War of the Ninepenny Kings. Daemon, his cousin, was also killed by Maelys in...
After the defeat of the Masters and the abolishment of slavery. We worked on the restoration of Meereen. Two days after we dealt with the masters, I have supper with Daenerys. It is not surprising, but we need to discuss how we will handle the succession situation. Eventually, someone will have to take the throne after us.
As we eat, I look at Daenerys. "Love?" I ask hesitantly. "Hmm? What is it, Vis?" She asks. I sighed. "How will we handle the succession?" I ask. She places her fork down and sighed. "I have three ideas, but one of them I do not want to consider. The first idea... you know I can't have children... but you can..." she says and immediately I cut in. "I will only share a bed with you, no one else," I sternly say. "I know, I know, I am just going through my ideas, okay?" She says. I sighed. I nodded and motion for her to continue.
"Well, that was the one I also did not want to consider. My second idea is to have Jon be the heir or one of his children," she says. I nod, I am happier with that one. "The third one is to adopt a child. I believe the wars in Westeros have left many children without parents. We could take one or two of them as our own," she finishes. "The last two are nice. I think we can have Jon as the heir, but adopting children is still something we can do, right?" I say. Daenerys smiles. "I hoped you liked the idea, I really wanted to raise a child you know," she says. I nod and smile too. "Yes, I like the idea. You will be an amazing mother," I say and place a kiss on her cheek. She giggles. "You will definitely be a good mother. You still act like a child sometimes. They will be able to relate to you," she says.
I gasp a little for dramatic effect. "Me? Acting like a child. I would never," I say trying to sound offended. "See? Still a child," she chuckles. I pull her close. "At least I am your child," I say smiling. Dany smiles. "That you are. Come, let's get ready for some sleep. I am tired of all these meetings about reconstruction and damage reports from Meereen," she sighed. We quickly get ready for bed and cuddle in bed. For my dream, I was expecting the usual memories of dead Targaryens or Blackfyres. Only this time, it was something of the not-so-distant past.
I walk with my little sister through the streets of Tolos. I closely watch the people around us to see if they have any ill intentions towards us. For around a year, both of us have moved from place to place. Our mother died during a slave revolt in Volantis. We never owned any slaves, but I guess our appearance reminded them of the people behind the Black Wall. We were only able to escape because our mother held the former slaves away from us. I am still haunted by that day sometimes.
Luckily my sister was young and does not fully remember it. She helps me every time I had a nightmare and I am very grateful to have her with me. In the last year, we survived by the money I earned from the odd jobs that I did throughout Essos. I was not old so it was mostly just cleaning duties at farms or helping in taverns. We never stayed very long, because after some time the people started to get interested in my sister. To avoid any ugly situations, I kept us moving.
Even though we are getting by I want something better for Alysanne. During one night, when I was working in a tavern in Tolos, I heard the stories of a Blackfyre and a Targaryen in Meereen that were working together. That was the best news I ever heard. There is another Blackfyre that is still alive and she might help us. Therefore, I bought us passage on a ship to Meereen so we can meet up with her. I only hope she will welcome us and not chase us away, like what happened with our grandfather Daemon.
We pass through another street and arrive at the docks. "Well, ready for another adventure Alysanne?" I ask my sister. She takes my hand and looks at me. "As long as we are together, brother," she says. I drop to her level so I can see her face. She looks tired and not very optimistic about Visenya. I suppose the world already took away her innocence. I give her a smile. "She is family. If she can work together with a Targaryen, she will be happy to have us," I say. She nods and tightens her grip on my hand. "Come, let's find our ship."
~Authors Note~ I hope this intrigues you. These two characters do not come from the show, books, or lore (as far as I know). So, I hope you like the idea. I was thinking about this for some time and judging whether it would be nice to add. Let me know what you think. If you are interested in the family line of Visenya, please take a look at the picture below (I made this by hand, so forgive me if something is not very readable).
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Ps: I know it is a rather short chapter, but I did not want to introduce the Greyjoys yet. They will soon make an appearance though!
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