The Mother of Dragons

Bleeding heart

Jon has to do it, he had to
Stab his lover him the heart.

She couldn't see that she was going mad, it was the best option.

He watched as she stared at him with betrayal swimming through her eyes.

She took laboring breathes before she ceased breathing and her eyes glazed over.

Blood dripping from her mouth and nose.

He gently sat there with her body in his arms as he cried.

He stared at her unable to stop his whimpers and tears.

He heard Drogon before he ever saw him.

The dragon must have sensed its mother taking her final breathes becuase he was there instantaneously.

Drogon landed by the ruins of the room, before taking lumbering steps towards where his mother laid, and her killer sat.

Jon laid Danaerys's dead body down, slowly and gently laying her head down seemingly as to not hurt her, but he had already killed her.

He slowly looked up before quickly standing up and looking behind him.

Where Drogon was slowly creeping up, growling menacingly as he did.

Jon stepped back then side stepped Danaerys's body to back up.

Whilst Drogon approached his mother  sniffing her body whilst nudging her.

Urging her to get up, it almost seemed as though he was begging her to get up.

No matter how many times he nudged her all it did was move her dead body.

His soft trills and cooes went unheard to her ears. His continuous nudges doing nothing.

Drogons  eyes were soft as he glanced upon his mother, but as he looked up at Jon. His eyes deepened to a hard glare as he started growling again.

He opened his mouth to show his sharp and menacing teeth as he stood up straight to his full length and roared to the sky, to the gods and to the clouds.

His roar heater felt as his wings shook by his body as he released his emotions.

Leaning back down he unhinged his jaw as burning flames built up in his throat. He took steps towards Jon snow. Before releasing his breath at the iron throne and what was left oh the walls behind it.

He throne was completely burned and melted to the ground. Nothing left.  He turned to snow and seemingly let him off the hook.

Before picking up Danaerys's corpse as gently as his large claws could and he seemed to fly off.

Jon let out a breath as he turned around to kneel. His close encounter with dragon fire scaring him.

He wondered why he could
Still hear Drogon. So he turned around just in time to see the flames of death engulfing him.

Drogon seemed to have changed his mind as he let loose his fire on Jon.

When he was finished there wasn't even bones left.

There was nothing.

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"Where's Jon?" Sansa asked as  the midget was brought out.

"He is our prisoner." Grey worm replied coldly. Not letting them
Know that he was a pile of ash.

Grey worm knew their death was inevitable.

Grey worm has specifically moved all of Danaerys's Allie's and the people still Loyal to her and moved them far away from anyone else.

Everyone noticed it but no one questioned it.

Soon wingbeats and growls were heard. But it was too late to change anything.

All of Danaerys's last enemies all in one spot. Drogon couldn't ask for anything better.

The looked up right as Drogon set dragon fire upon them. As grey worm kicked Tyrion into the flames as well.

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Sorry if that's not the ending you wanted however the ending from game of thrones made me wanna scratch my eyes out so here's a little make shift very quickly
Put together alternative.