The Queen | G.O.T.

The Great War

It was finally time. The Night King is here. The night was dark, no wind and complete silence as we wait for them to appear. The three of us stood on a mountain looking down upon all the armies. Our dragons behind us waiting for our call.

"His name isn't Jon Snow. He was never a bastard." Daenerys says breaking the silence. We stare at her confused. "His mother was Lyanna Stark. His father was Rhaegar Targaryen. Our brother." She looks at Daemon. "Your half brother. Aegon Targaryen." She tells me.

"So he is our nephew." Daemon says. "What does it matter now? Nesaerys is the oldest so the throne would be hers, but Nesa mother wasn't the Queen at the time, so I'd be next, then Rhaegar, Viserys, then you. If we weren't here in this moment, Jon Snow would be the rightful Kkng of the Iron Throne, but here we are, destroying traditions with all three of us claiming and sharing the throne."

"Why wouldn't Nesaerys be heir?" Daenerys asked him.

"Our father was a wild one. My mother was just a very very old family friend of the Targaryens. Her last name was Verlaryon, and my ancestors ruled the Island of DriftMark, west of DragonStone. My family for thousand of years were proud allies of your family, we all fled to the new place when Old Valyria blew up. And trust me we had dragons ourselves and were definitely a lot different from the Targaryen's with our dark skin and silver hair. I am a bastard, and a woman.  If I had followed today's traditions Daemon would be the true heir, but he agreed to let me rule, then we became lovers," Daemon glides his hand over my flat stomach, "then we found you and agreed to rule together."

"I never heard of this about our family. I've always believed we were true sisters." Daenerys states.

"We are still sisters despite me marrying my half brother, we will always and forever be family." I promised.

Rhaegar lands behind us and Jon climbs down and walk on the right side of Daenerys. The air between us was awkward for sure. Our Dothraki army had their swords lit on fire and they rode forward into the dark. Flaming balls were catapulted above them all. Next I seethebfire comd to a halt and thats how we knew the dead was there. I grew even more angry and walked over to Meraxes and climbed on top. Daemon getting on Vhaegar and Daenerys on Drogon.

We flew above them and just before they could completely run over the army we dived down and our dragons burned them. We flew away and noticed one of the leaders on a horse with an ice spear in his hands.

Mr, Daemon, Daenerys, and Jon looked at each other and went down to burn them. Next thing we know a cold and big cloud came from no where. It blinded my vision but it didn't stop Meraxes from killing everything in her path.

As we ride through a cloud, Meraxes was suddenly attack by something small but very big to completely knock us off course.

The wind grew strong and it was completely dark. I couldn't see anything and Daemon and Daenerys were no where beside me.

I see a wall of fire down on my left and I quickly fly my way over. I hear a faint screech and look up and see Daemon and Dany above me. I fly up all the way into the sky until it was nothing but clouds, Jon joined us as we wait. We knew the Night King was going to be riding in Viserion.

It was silent until blue flames shot out beneath us and we quickly moved away. The Night King was going straight after Daenerys before disappearing. We all quickly regrouped and dived down.

We followed after Viserion as he destroyed a part of the castle. Rhaegar quickly flew into him and started biting all around the undead dragon.

Daemon quickly joined in attacking the back of Viserion but left right away when he saw the Night King create a spear in his hand. The two dragons clawed and bit each other. I dive in and Meraxes suck her talons into Viserion's neck yanking her along with us and knocking the Night King off his back.

Meraxes flew away from the fight dropping Viserion on the ground. The dead dragon recuperated and roared at us. "Viserion!" I shouted deeply and it suddenly stop.

Viserion stared at me waiting. Was he still there? Maybe. I climbed down Meraxes and she stood on guard waiting for Viserion or anyone to try and attack me.

I slowly make my way to the dragon and I stare at his challenging blue eyes. Viserion lowers his head to me. This burning feeling in my throat appears again but I can now feel like coursing through my arms. "Come back to me." I whisper and put my hands on both sides of his mouth.

Light glowed in my hands. It traveled all around Viserion's mouth. He screeched in pain as his body starts to glow and he falls limp to the ground. Did I just kill him? What the fuck just happed?!

Daemon soon lands beside me, he must've saw the light and came by to check it out. "Nesa! What are you doing? Get away from him." He demanded getting off of Vhaegar and coming by my side.

Viserion soon starts to move. His scales didn't feel cold anymore, like his body was starting to overheat which was how all of the other dragons felt when I touch them.

His eyes were back to normal and he pushed his head further into my hands. I laugh at this discover. "It's a miracle." I said loud enough for Daemon to hear me.

Pain shot through my back feeling something rip through my dress. It felt like something was growing from me adding weight to my body. "Daemon!" I cried out.

"It's going to be okay." He soothed, but then he was on the ground as well, yelling in pain. Fire breathed out my mouth again as the pain felt never ending. What felt like 10 hours of sitting in the snow was really just 10 minutes, I realized something black beside me. I look over my shoulder and see a pair of wings attacked to my body.

"You have dragon wings." Daemon points out. I look at him and he had wings as well. Why is this happening to us?

"So do you." I said. "We don't have time for this. We have to go." I hurriedly get up and struggled to climb back on Meraxes. We fly off the ground, Viserion following after us. We went back to the castle and started destroying everything we possibly could.

Rope was suddenly flung around my dragons yanking us to the ground and we fell harshly, the snow breaking our fall. The dead swarmed us as our dragons flew off without us trying to fling off the skeletons swarming their bodies.

Daemon quickly rushed to me and pulled out his dragon glass sword. I pulled out a dagger as well helping Daemon kill off the dead. One by one they attacked us and it just kept going and going and going with no end to this madness.

We were going to die. There was too many. Just as a sword was about to meet my face it fell down. We let our wings out and flew into the sky, breathing fire down upon them. It was a good idea, for awhile. The dead started to climb on top of themselves to get to us, but finally all of the dead burst into millions of pieces of ice. The Night King is dead. Our plan worked.

Meraxes, Arrax, Syrax, Viserion, Caraxes, Vhaegar, and Rhaegar landed all around us. Daylight was upon us as the sun slowly rise on the horizon. I walked to where all of my Dothraki men had died. I held my hands out and used my new gifts to bring them back to me. They slowly rise and looked confused as to why they were still alive.

I sigh as 100.000 Dothraki's stood before me kneeling to me before I passed out.