"Lynasier's followers will abandon her if they know the war is lost, give them that chance. If the city surrenders they'll ring the bells and raise the gates, please if you hear them ringing the bells call of the attack."
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••••••••••• Killed or be killed. Pt.1 (Age 10)
Daemerys 10th birthday, Dragonstone Castle Knock knock. No answer, he must be out. She thought sighing. Today was a hard day for everyone, it was her mothers death anniversary and her birthday. Her family never celebrated her birthday, the only one who did was her older brother Rhaegar. But he was out doing good knows what. So she knocked again. Knock knock. "Yes?" Her older brother Viserys asked through the door. "Can I come in?" She asked opening the door a creek. "What do you want?" Her older brother asked angry. "I came here to check on you." She said touching his shoulder as he pushed her away. "Do not touch me." He said bitterly. "What did I do?" She asked confused. "Do you know what today is?" He asked as she shook her head yes. "My birthday, I'm turning 10." She stated. "Our mothers death anniversary you cunt." He said as tears started forming. "You killed her, you killed our mother." he said as a tear drilled down her face. "I didn't mean t-" she started to say as he pulled her hair. "Let go!" She yelled trying to get away from him as she fell to the floor. "No!" She yelled kicking him to the floor trying to get out.
She didn't know how things escalated to this but all she knows is that she's alone in the world. "Let me go you fucking asshole." She yelled as he let go stoped. Daemerys knew at that moment she was done for. The look in his eye was terrifying, he had looked deranged. She couldn't move, only temblé with fear. "You've woken the dragon sister." He said kicking her in the stomach. "I'm sorry!" She yelled getting another kick to the stomach. "I will fucking kill you." He yelled getting down to try and strangle her. "Get off me." She yelled trying to push him away. Theirs no way in hell she would die from being strangled to death. So what she tried to do was reach for the book that was right near them before all of this happened. "Any last words?" He asked tauntingly. "I'm sorry." She said picking up the book and smashing it into him. Once he was done on the floor Daemerys ran, faster than she ever had before barging running into her uncles bed chambers.
"Aemery?" He asked as she closed the door. "Who did this to you?" He asked worried going up to her. "Teach me." She stated as he looked for any drawed blood. "Teach you what?" He asked. "To be like you." She stated. "I want to learn how to fight, duel anything that involves hurting someone." She stated as he chuckled. "I want it. Please, I want it more than anything." She said getting on her knees. "Kostilus uncle, nyke beg hen ao. (Please uncle, I beg of you.)" she said as he caressed her chin. "6 o clock tomorrow morning, I shall see you outside at the west wing." He said as she stood up. "Thank you, you won't regret this." She stated smiling. "I better now." He said as she nodded walking out of the room.
"Every time a new Targaryen is born, the gods toss the coin in the air and the world holds its breath to see how it will land. Let us pray it isn't bad."
"Good you are here." Her uncle stated. "You told me when to arrive." She said as he chuckled. "Here." He said throwing a sword at her. "Good you can catch. On guard." He said as she followed him. "What else skills do I need?" She asked. "You cannot learn this in just a week Aemerys." He stated putting his sword down. "You need to learn to be ruthless, not give a damn about anyone else but yourself. You might have to kill, but you cannot let that drag you down." He stated as she nodded. "What about weaknesses?" She asked. "You need to learn them yourself before anyone can. It's all in there." He said point his sword to her heart. "I will not be here all the time. So you need to know you, yourself." He said putting his sword down. "What about dragons?" She asked. "I shall see if you're ready for one in a later period. Now, on guard." He stated turning his back towards her.
I promised myself that day that I wouldn't fail. Failing isn't an option, and neither giving up. That day was something I will never forget. I stopped being a little girl, I became a woman. My husband Daemon taught me everything I would ever need to know, and for that I shall be forever grateful. In times of darkness theirs always a light at the end of the tunnel, he was my light and I was his. I shall love you forever Daemon, you are my start and I am you finish. Wherever we might be I shall always have a place for you in my heart.
