Women are supposed to be soft-spoken proper and homemakers and Rhaella Lopez was everything but she was fierce, loud, blunt and deadly. Her family had never been able to accept her but the FBI loved her it was her home, the only place other than the...
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Daenerys sat in her room, watching as Missandei styled her hair before slowly walking outside her tent. To her surprise, her people stood waiting for her with bright smiles, and then Drogo pointed towards the city. The shock on her face was worth it, and Khal Drogo was pleased with himself.
Daenerys turned to her husband and smiled before launching herself at him. As a wedding anniversary gift, he had chosen to take Meereen in the dead of night. With the help of the Faceless Men and the Unsullied, they arrested the masters and raised the Targaryen flag.
When she awoke, she had been stunned to see her family's sigil flying over Meereen, but she had shown her husband just how pleased she was with his gift. Arya Stark had looked on in shock as the pregnant queen thanked her husband, while Obara grinned and kissed her warrior, who had come back unscathed yet covered in blood.
Suddenly, Arya understood the difference between her mother and these women. They had no issue wielding a blade or going to war. Blood did not bother them; sex was not something they shied away from, and they were not submissive like the women of Westeros. As they entered Meereen, she observed how people welcomed the Targaryen Queen and her husband. She watched as the Queen spoke and Missandei translated, while Daella stood at Daenerys's side with a bright smile.
As the people cheered for their dragon queen, Arya felt overcome with fear—not of the Queen's rule, but of the Queen herself and her people. It was clear that the last living Targaryen was dangerous. She commanded twelve fully grown dragons and was skilled with both sword and bow. Arya noticed how the woman moved without making a sound, as if she were a ghost. It unsettled her until she realised that Irri, Daella, and Missandei did the same.
All the Queen's attendants were like ghosts, using matching daggers yet wielding different weapons. Irri favoured the whip and arakh, while Daella was skilled with the bow and arrow. As for Missandei, Arya had spotted her training with the Unsullied—her hold on the spear revealed that she was more than familiar with the weapon.
Yet, like their Queen, they all appeared innocent and kind—pretty flowers with sharp thorns laced with poison. The wild wolf wondered how her father would fare in a fight against the dragon queen. Lost in thought, Arya only realised she had followed the guide into her new room when she looked around. Deciding she needed rest, she quickly fell asleep.
Daenerys lay in bed with her husband. The two shared a kiss before Drogo pulled away and rubbed her swelling belly. She was showing more now, yet she had refused to stop fighting, which worried him. Sensing his concern, Daenerys placed a soft kiss on his chest. She would stay off the battlefield—for now. The couple were enjoying their peace when Daenerys had an idea.
"Kisha laz thirat she Meereen ha ale kashi hatif elat tat Westeros." (We can live in Meereen for some time before going to Westeros.)
Drogo looked at her and then glanced at her swelling belly. "Ajjin jin haji ki yalli?" (Is this because of the child?)
