Fire And Blood

Three Heads, One Desire

Daenerys VIII

They had passed the hills and the lush green began to disappear without turning into a desert. She watched Arrax soar above them, his cries echoing through the largely empty environment. He was joined by his siblings; Jadewing and Sundancer had taken to the skies only a day after him.

Their progress was slower than she had expected with the supplies, the cart and the additional people in their group, even though the Dragon Road was taking them directly to Qohor. It was a quiet affair, for the most part, but that was fine. It gave her a lot of time to think and think she did.

She was thinking a lot about slavery these days. What would she have become had it not been for her niece and nephew rescuing her? How much was being a bride to a Khal really worth? What power would that have really given her? She had a feeling that it would have been very little. While her brother would have fought for the throne, she would have followed along to spread her legs for the savage when he so desired and grew tired of slave-whores to rape. It made her shudder. The very thought of laying with a horselord, of being of no use to him but to satisfy his urges and bearing him more savages to pillage villages and rape women with – it was nauseating.

But those were just dark thought games for her. For Minela, however, slavery had been very real. She looked back at the cart behind them, Minela barely even visible with how small she made herself to be. The young woman often had a vacant look in her eyes. It was as if her thoughts were elsewhere, far away from them when travelling, and far away from them when they would sit around bonfires during the evening.

How many more slaves like her were out there? How many more atrocities were they suffering from? What other sick things were the slave masters concocting to put their slaves through for the sake of their entertainment? Oberyn saying that slavery was not their responsibility did not sit well with her. If one had the power to fight cruelty but chose not to, what did that say about them? She and hers had dragons and they were growing larger every day. Just a little over a moon ago they had barely been the size of a small cat, right after hatching. Now their cage was getting cramped for the three of them. They were eating a lot as well, which was a good sign. They and their appetite were healthy.

Arrax was growing heavy enough that she could feel it on her arms and shoulders when he was perching. Slowly, he was growing out of it, however, and preferred taking flight instead, as were the others. Their dragonfire was becoming more and more impressive as well. It was not even close to being the destructively hot dragonfire of the stories, but their bright, narrow streams were becoming hotter still. She was sure that soon they would be able to very quickly kill a grown man together.

Maybe, if the dragons kept growing like this, Rhaenys, Aegon and she could do more one day? Maybe they could abolish slavery here in Essos? It was a dream. But, she was no ordinary woman; her dreams became true after all.

She would have to bring this up with her beloved when they would be going to sleep. They were of the same mind as she was, at least. Before they could make a serious attempt for the throne, they would need bigger dragons and their dragons still needed time to grow. It was impossible to tell when they would be ready. But here...here, maybe…

She would have to speak with her niece and nephew, see what they would think.

"We should let the steeds rest," Ser Barristan said.

Yes, that was one reason why their journey took longer, despite the direct road to Qohor. Their cart, the large number of supplies gifted from Mellario and Feraya, Minela and Belwas riding the cart...their horses certainly needed a lot of rest.

Before they could dismount their horses, their dragons suddenly dove for the ground and breathed fire at a small shrub, immediately setting it on fire. Out darted a burning rodent, squeaking in agony and panic before quickly succumbing to its injuries. Not even a moment later, the dragons landed and began tearing the torched animal apart.