A tale: Reborn in Westeros

Chapter 21

Aegon Targaryen

The midday sun came through the window landing on the book I am currently writing in. It scared me when I almost did not react to my birth name. Before I forget more things about my own life and the world I left behind, I start to write everything down. It does not matter how small or big it is. I try to describe it.

I first started to write about my own country and what is common. The culture, history, traditions, and what our way of life consists of. After that, I started to talk about my own life. My youth with my twin brother and his death at the hands of extremists. It took a lot out of me to write that down. That moment broke me completely. It eventually led me to join the army to protect others from experiencing it. If I could prevent one person from losing a loved one, I succeeded in my goal. I hoped it would make him proud. As I finish that chapter of my life, I let out a deep breath.

"Love? What are you doing here alone?" I hear Daenerys say from behind. I put the quill down and turn to Daenerys. "I am writing everything down about my former life. When you said my name... I almost did not react to it. It scared me, Dany. I don't want to forget it..." I say with a wavering voice.

Daenerys sends me a sympathetic smile. "I understand. May I read it?" She asks as she approaches me. I sigh and hand the book over. "It is not finished but... I wrote the most important part that I absolutely do not want to forget." Daenerys flips through the pages as she reads them. As she reaches a particular part she frowns, a few tears leaving her eyes.

"You lost your brother?" she asks softly. I nod solemnly. "I did. It was so painful, Daenerys. We did everything together. From playing with the ball to going to the same school. Anything you could imagine and we did it together or at least talked about it. I was lifeless when he was killed," I explained. Daenerys moves a chair next to me and sits down. Her arms wrapped around me. "I stayed with the health service for a year to help me deal with it." Daenerys strokes my back with her hand soothingly "What... what did they do?" she asks hesitantly. "They kept me from killing myself."

"Oh, Alex..." Daenerys pulls me in her warm and comforting embrace. I take a deep breath as her perfume and natural smell calm me down. Her warmth and love somehow eased my nerves without much effort. "I'm fine, Daenerys. I have made my peace. It made me work hard in the hope I am living for him too."

"Still, I wish I knew... You know all about me while I barely know anything about you," she says softly. I let out a sigh. "The book I am writing will contain as much as I can recall. You can see it as my personal diary. It's for you, Rhaella, and our family," I say. Daenerys released herself from our embrace and looks at me. "You know you can come to me at any time. I may not be as, um, flexible in emotional matters. But I am here for you if you need to get something off your chest, alright?" I nod, placing a kiss on her lips. "I know and I will keep it in mind."

Daenerys nods approvingly. "Come, let's take a walk with Rhaella. It will make the air lighter," she says and helps me up. I smile. "Of course, but I will put this book away first. I don't want it laying around."

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A few days go by as Tyrion works on whipping Meereen back in shape, and Varys looks into who is behind the Harpies. Daenerys and I still have to visit some pits, but the Great Games approach. I wonder what will happen. Furthermore, it seems it will take some time before the effects of Varys' and Tyrion's labor will become visible, but they are more than capable. I finished the majority of my book in two more days. Some parts are vaguer as I do not know a lot about it, mainly the fields of the science. Still, I tried to be as detailed as I can. I even put in a section on how to speak and write Dutch. Daenerys and Missandei may be able to speak it, but for those that want to learn, they can turn to the book. Daenerys read my book with great interest, especially concerning the parts of my life.

On one morning, I walked back into our room as I had just come back from training with Grey Worm. I am still unable to beat the commander. At least I am making it difficult for him. As I look around, I spot Daenerys sitting in a chair waiting for me. It seems she has a piece of paper in her hand. I walk towards her.

"Daenerys, is everything alright?" I ask. She smiles as she nods. Her cheeks were red in color. Her eyes scan the piece of the paper briefly before she holds it out for me. I am confused but take it from her. As I look at it, my eyes widen slightly. It is in Dutch.

Alex,

Ik hoop dat ik geen fouten maak in deze tekst, want dat zou zonde zijn. Het was ontzettend moeilijk, maar voor jou heb ik het over. Hieronder mijn gedachtes, gevoelens, en mijn wens.

Laat mij het diepe zijn waarin je springt.
Je zonneschijn na regen.
Je vandaag maar ook je toekomst.
Je wind mee na flink wind tegen.

Laat mij je hier zijn en je nu.
Je warme jas in winterkou.
Je nog lang en heel gelukkig.
De sterke rots waarop je bouwt.

Laat mij een steen in je rivier zijn.
Het warme water waarin je zwemt.
Het lichtpuntje aan de horizon.
De reden dat je vrolijk bent.

Laat mij de kers zijn op je taart.
Het boek waarin je je verliest.
Het licht aan het einde van de tunnel.
Het lekkerste dessert dat je kiest.

Laat mij je vuur zijn in de nacht.
Je thuis aan het einde van een lange dag.
Je deken waar je onder kruipt.
De liefde die je verwarmen mag.

Van nu tot altijd,

Daenerys

I stare at the text Daenerys wrote. A few tears land on it as I begin to sob and heave. I can't find the words to describe this feeling. Multiple things were put to rest deep inside me, and set securely in place as the words ring in my head. With the back of my hand, I try to wipe the tears away, but it seems to no avail. Daenerys slowly wraps her arms around me. Letting her comfort seep into me.

"I can't bring back your life. I can't bring back your brother. But I can be your foundation for your new life," she says. "Thank you, Daenerys."

~ Authors Note ~

The letter of Daenerys translated to English can be found below. It does not always have the same meaning, but I guess that is hard when it comes to a poem. Maybe Google translate could make it even better than my attempt below :p. It was not made by me, but I came across it when browsing printerest. Wondering if I am Dutch? Yes, I am.

Alex,

I hope I did not make any mistakes in this text. It would be a shame if that is the case. This was incredibly hard, but for you I was willing to do it. Below are my thoughts, feelings, and my wish.

Let me be the depth you jump into.
Let me be the sun that shines after the rain.
Let me be your today and future.
Let me push you after heavy resistance.

Let me be your anchor.
Let me be the warm coat in the cold.
Let me be your forevermore.
Let me be the sturdy foundation you build on.

Let me be the stone in your river.
Let me be the warm water that you swim in.
Let me be the bright spot on the horizon.
Let me be the reason your happy.

Let me be the cherry on top the cake.
Let me be the book you get lost in.
Let me be the light at the end of the tunnel.
Let me be finest dessert you choose.

Let me be the fire that keeps you warm at night.
Let me be the home after a long day.
Let me be the sheet you crawl under.
May my love keep you warm.

I am yours now and always,

Daenerys