𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞 -[GAME OF THRONES]

CHAPTER 02

             After making sure that the army was ready, and that everything was going through the plan. Daenerys went out of the Dragonstone castle, mounted her Drogon, and flew west of Blackwater Bey. Viserion and Rhaegal followed suit.

They were flying slowly at first, then the queen sped up, leaving the navy fleet behind. The sea was calm, and the sky clear, she took it as a good omen, she would win her battles.

And then, she saw them, Euron Greyjoy's fleet, the first obstacle from Kingslanding. Daenerys furrowed her eyebrows in concentration, held Drogon tightly so as not to fall, and prayed to whatever Gods there were, to protect hers and her children's lives.

Pure sheer excitement was running through Daenerys' blood, she could feel her own human heart pounding rapidly.

she waited for a moment.

Then another one.

Then another.

And another.

Until..."DRACARYS!" Yelled Daenerys out.

The dragons' flames quickly burned the wooden ships, and men scurried off and tried to run from all ways, Daeerys soon realised some were jumping out of the ships to swim to safety, she tried to look for Euron Greyjoy but couldn't find him.

I promised Asha to kill him, as long as he lives, he'll challenge her claim. You must do this. Thought Daenerys. No, you'll be hiring innocent lives. She thought again.

But the ironborn are hardly innocent, their men are savages who raid beaches unlawfully, rape women and children, kidnap them, and kill them.

' This is war, people die. Mostly innocent ones.'

' They must fear you, to respect you.'

' And how will you take the seven kingdoms, by asking nicely?'

Thoughts started swimming into Daenerys' head, she didn't know what to do.

Until an arrow almost hit Viserion, she knew then what she had to do, she swallowed her guilt and grief and guided her dragons.

The three dragons moved from the ships and stopped their assault, instead, each one took a side, and they surrounded the whole fleet, Dracarys indeed! They spew fire at the ocean, making the salty black water boil as if the Dragonmouth had awoken.

When they had finished, it was clear as day, no ship, no crossbow and no sailor had survived the battle.

                                                         

Daenerys flew back to her original and final destination, Kingslanding, the city that was built by her ancestors, the keep that they built, and the Dynasty that they had started.