Aegon Targaryen
The Greyjoy were preparing their ships for departure. They said it will take a few days, but not very long. I like Yara and to a certain extent Theon. Yara has a good head and speaks her mind without holding back. It reminds me of home to be honest. Theon on the other hand has scars that run deep. It looks like Yara has put him back together to a certain extent, but not fully. I can't blame Theon. What he went through, many would have been broken beyond repair.
I walk back to Daenerys as I finished speaking with Daario. He will be staying in Meereen for the time being. If Daario likes he can come to Westeros, but his presence is more needed here. We can't afford to let Meereen fall to anarchy when we leave. He wasn't too happy about it but understood the reason. At least it helped that he could come to Westeros in due time.
When I reach the room of me and Daenerys I was about to open the door. I stopped when I hear Daenerys speaking with Irri. Most of the conversation I could not hear. I was only able to hear certain parts of it through the door. "... I still love you, Dany. We could... know," Irri says. My heart beats a bit faster as I hear the conversation. I am especially nervous about what Daenerys will say. The words she said yesterday are still ringing in my head. "I can appreciate a woman's touch."
"Irri... children. What do... ? I will... you. In time..." Daenerys says. It is then I hear a gasp from Daenerys. I draw my dagger fearing the worst and quickly open the door to see what is going on. A few tears start to form as I look at them. Irri cups the cheeks of Daenerys as she kisses her. "Dany...?" I whisper. Daenerys looks at me in shock with wide eyes. My fingers lose their strength as the dagger drops to the ground. I turn around and leave the room.
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Daenerys Targaryen
I speed walk through the halls in search of Alex. The heartbroken face of Alex was painful to see. I saw a few tears leaving his eyes when he saw Irri kissing me. It was painful to see. I open another door of a room to see if he is in there. It was empty aside from some furniture and decorations. I let out a frustrated groan as I slam the door closed. I am scared of what Alex is doing. Rhaella was not in her room and the guards said that Alex took her with him.
"Your Grace, is something the matter?" Tyrion asks as he walks through the hall. I snap my head towards him. "Have you seen, Alex? I need to speak with him," I ask quickly. Tyrion seems concerned. I probably look a bit disheveled. "I saw him last in the throne room, Your Grace. Is everything alright? Please take it easy, you're..." Tyrion says but I start to speed walk towards the throne room before he could finish. "Thank you, Tyrion!" I call back but don't wait for a response.
I am starting to feel exhausted by the time I reach the room. Before I ran into Tyrion I already searched three floors and being pregnant does not help. After catching my breath for a few seconds I walk in. The voice of Alex already reaches me.
"When do you think Daenerys will find us, Rhaella? I am not sure. Was it right to walk away?" Alex asks. Rhaella says something back but I couldn't hear it. "Yes, I know. We need to talk it through. It was... hard to see. I just needed some time," Alex says. I feel a pang of shame going through my heart as I fully enter the room.
Alex sits on the floor against the wall behind the two thrones. On his lap sits Rhaella. She seems fine without any wounds or other things that were going through my mind. My heart clenches in pain again. Why did I even think he would do something to his daughter?
"Alex?" I call out to him. He lets out a deep sigh. "I am here, Daenerys. Don't worry, Rhaella is also here. I think she is getting tired," Alex says. I walk up the steps towards him. My head hangs low in shame and regret. "Alex, I am so sorry..." I start to say. "Daenerys, please sit down next to me. We can talk this through. I am also sorry that I ran away with Rhaella. I just needed some time alone and Rhaella is a great listener," he says with a slight chuckle.
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A tale: Reborn in Westeros
FanfictionWar is unpredictable, harsh, and definitely frightening. This holds true for those fighting in battles and those that suffer of dwindling recourses and oppression. As a soldier is on a routine patrol on a ship, a fierce storm starts to hit the ship...