When Two Dragons Meet

Part 22.

Daemon's Pov.

As we've been continuing our journey down, my eyes widen slightly once we hit the bottom of the crypts.

Looking down the longhallway, well, there isn't much to be seen as it's completely dark. All the light comes from the torches of Sansa and I have.

"It's been told part of the hall is collapsed." Sansa says as she stands next to me, and of course it is. Feeling the pull in my body grow, I start taking a couple of steps down the long, dark, and warm hall. Looking around me, I see a long line of granite like pillars two by two between the tombs of the Starks. 

"Are you coming, lady Sansa?" I ask her as I turn  around and see her standing by the steps still. Don't get me wrong, this place gives me the creeps, but the pull is making me come here after this. I'll never return here again.

"Are you sure this is a good idea,my lord?" She asks me, and I give her a nod. "We will be fine. You have my word." I say with a small smile, and she walks in my direction.

"Why do some have statues? " I ask her as I stop in front of a tomb that indeed has a statue and one of a direwolf lying by its feet while a long sword is layed over their lap.

"They are traditionally only made for King's  in  the North and  lords of WinterFell." Sansa says, and I give her a nod.

"I heard the Stark children had direwolves. Is that true?" I ask  her as we continue to walk down the hallway again.

"We did." Sansa says, and I see a small frown make its way on her face. "I'm sorry if my question brought you back to the past, lady Sansa." I  say as I let the pull guide me towards my destination.

"It's alright, my lord." Sansa says, and I see the collapsed part Sansa was talking about come into view. 

"I guess you were right, lady Sansa." I breathe out as my eyes move over the large stones and pillars that block the rest of the crypt.

Moving my torch around it in hopes for an opening, I soon hear Sansa's voice. "This shouldn't be here." I hear her say in confusion, and I turn on  her direction.

Walking over to her, I see a large hole into the wall, and my eyes slightly widen. It looks like a tunnel. Why is it here? But the pull inside of my body lights the fire in my body as I look in it, and it's completely dark while heat radiates out of it.

"You can  still turn around, lady Sansa." I say as I turn  in her direction. "I've come this far, my lord." She says, and I give her a small nod as we start to walk into the tunnel.

Moving my torch around, I look around the stone walls where water drips from while the heat only seems to increase. Dark creepy tunnel only the gods know under the ground and here I am walking trough it.

"This place gives me the chills." I mumble after a couple of minutes. "I'll keep you safe, my lord." Sansa says, and I raise my brow at her.

"And here I thought the north hated all Targaryen related people." I state as I look at her from the corner of my eyes.

"If harm comes to you, your dragons will brun down my home." She says, and I give her a shrug. "My dragons are my children. They'll kill for me, and I'll kill for them, but they will not harm you if I don't order them to do it." I say as I turn my head slightly in her direction.

"A dragon will always be a wild creature. No one knows what goes through their mind." Sansa counters and well I know because I can communicate with them.

"Every creature just like every man has a wild side, but I respect my children, and they respect me, and that's the most important thing. No matter their size or their strength, I do not fear them because once you show your fear, you'll give your enemy's power over you." I say as we keep walking through the dark and hot cave.