Nesaerys, was her name. Truly believing she is the last of her family after her father went mad, had escaped her fate. She ran and survived all the way to westoros with five different colored dragon eggs.
She swore vengeance to the families that bet...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Me, Daemon, Tyrion, and Varys stood outside the cave that lead to all the dragon glass Jon has been wanting. Varys just told us that we were successful in taking Casterly Rock, but in the process we lost Olenna.
This plan is all going to shit. Daenerys walks out with Jon, Ser Damos, Serenity, and Melisandre right behind her.
"What is it?" Daenerys asked us.
"We took Casterly Rock." Daemon told her.
"Then why don't you look delighted about it?"
"Lady Olenna is dead. And Euron Greyjoy destroyed some of your ships that were sent to Casterly Rock." Tyrion finished.
Daenerys marched out on the beach beside the waves. "You'll want to discuss this amongst yourselves. Perhaps—" Ser Davos speaks.
"You will stay." Daemon says.
"All of our allies are gone. Lady Olenna is dead, the Greyjoy siblings are either captured or killed, and the Ellaria and her girls along with them. All happened while we sit our asses here on this island." I ranted.
"You still have the largest armies." Tyrion points out.
"Who we can't feed, because Cersei has taken all the food from the Reach." Daenerys says.
"Call Grey Worm and the Unsullied back. We still have enough ships to carry the Dothraki to the mainland. Commit to the blockade of King's Landing. We have a plan. It's still the right plan." Tyrion tried to persuade us.
"The right plan?" I repeated and turned around to face him, making everyone stop walking. "Our plan has lost us Dorne, the Iron Islands, and the Reach." I scolded.
"If Ive underestimated our enemies..." Tyrion starts to say.
"Our enemies? More like your family. Maybe you don't want to see them hurt after all." I said.
"No more clever plans for you. We have eight large dragons, me and Nesaerys will fly them to the Red Keep." Daemon states.
"We've discussed this." Tyrion tried to reason.
"Our enemies are in the Red Keep. What kind of King and Queens are we if we don't risk our life to fight?" Daemon asked him.
"A smart one." Tyrion rebuttals.
Daenerys looks over to Jon. "What do you think we should do?" She asked him.
"I wouldn't—" Jon starts to disregard the situation.
"We're at war. We're losing. What do you think we should do?" She asked him again, walking closer to him.
"I never believed in dragons until you made them impossible. People get their way with force and unfortunately thats the type of shit world we live in. If you use your dragons, many cities and people will burn, and that will make you just like the rest of them." Jon answers.
