I SIT ATOP THE HILL on the back of Draeon looking out at the world around me, feeling the hot wind blowing my hair back. Here in the Isle of Hope I couldn't here the screams of the damned, the parties in the Isle of the Blessed, nor the moans from the Fields of Punishment.
"Daenerys! Daenerys!" My father called and I guided Draeon to turn and I looked at my father. Hades. His brown hair was messy, his dark eyes shone happily, and his runes of full display.
I smile at him. I had made many mistakes in my life, but when I died and my sons and husband sent me onward, a one-time only event, and I was met with this man before me who offered me a second chance.
And so I am more than I ever was before. I pull my wings from my back and give a flap of my own, hopping off Draeon and giving a quick flap before landing and letting them fade.
I stand once they fade back into my skin and chuckle. "I will never get used to that." He tells me and I nod. My sons didn't just send me off, they blessed me in a way. "You've had centuries to heal and learn, but now it's time for you to be reborn."
I stare at him with sad eyes before nodding. "I will miss you, you know." I tell him and he nods.
"As much as it pains me to see you go, I know it's for the best and I will see you again, but it will not be for a very long time. You will live a new life in a new universe, you will find your way." He tells me and I nod.
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The Dragonborn
RandomSTYX DAENERYS POTTER-BLACK was born on July 31st, seven seconds before midnight. She was a queen, a survivor, a fighter, a warrior, and now she is reborn. She lived the life of a conqueror, a mad-woman, she became just like her father as she lost he...