Danaerys watched and laughed as her sister finally made it. Hastily ducking under her father as he spoke and sitting down next to Alicient.
Danaerys herself chose to sit next to Laenor. He and Laena were favorites of hers. Very sweet.
"Queen Aemma has begun her labors!" The king shouted. Causing everyone to cheer and clap. "May the luck of the seven shine upon all Combatants."
Danaerys herself couldn't care less for the tournament. The outcome changed nothing that mattered to her. She remained unfocused for everything that happened. Untill Her sister and Alicient got up to speak to Daemon.
"Nicely done uncle." Rhaenyra congratulated.
"Thank you princess." He repainted with a cocky smirk on his face.
"Now I'm fairly certain I can win these games, Lady Alicient." He continued while lowering his weapon." Having your favor would all but assure it."
Danaerys smiled at her sister and Alicient from where she sat, a laugh bubbling through her chest.
"If you lose, uncle. I shall be very disappointed. I may never speak to you again." She spoke loudly and clearly for him to hear.
Many clapped and cheered, but all Danaerys noticed was Otto whispering into her fathers ear before he hurried and left along with Otto.
She decided she'd wait ten minutes before she'd follow swiftly.
She worried the entire time, could it be her mother needed her, if so she would go to her side immediately.
Danaerys continued to worry even as a full brown fight broke out. She easily covered Both Laenor and Laenas eyes. Without really noticing herself.
Danaerys could not longer wait, even if it was her uncle who was going next. She quickly and quietly got from her seat, and left.
Many assuming she had to use the bathroom.
She swiftly ran through the halls to get to her mother. Something was wrong. She felt it deep in her gut. She had to get to her mother.
She slammed the door open to where her mother should be giving birth.
But what she saw made her blood boil and rage consume her.
They were holding her mother down as they brought a scalpel to belly.
Her mother screamed and begged for it not to happen. And her father sat there!
She screamed and people outside could hear her dragons fury as they roared and roared with her.
The man had already begun cutting however. And only stopped once hearing her scream.
"What are you doing! How dare you touch my mother!" Her words were filled with anguish and fury. She was at the doorway one second and infront of the man the next.
She punched him in the face so hard, he immediately collapsed, out cold.
Her mother continued to scream and beg, she couldn't believe Viserys would do that to her.
Danaerys shoved past maids, many of them moving in fear of her wrath.
"It's ok mother, I'm here they won't hurt you, I'm here." She spoke whilst holding one of her hands and applying pressure to her wound with the other.
Her father panicked, calling for guards to come get his firstborn. And to use force if necessary.
Guards came streaming in, grabbing the princess roughly and attempting to take her, she fought valiantly all while her mother screamed for her.
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The Mother of Dragons
FanfictionDaenerys was killed by Jon snow, but now she's back, only now in the past where House Tragaren was strong. She won't be killed by a Man again.
