"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."
Truma can either make or br...
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A Khalessi among us pt. 2 (Age 19)
4 years later
The sound of their screams filled the air around me, it was satisfying to know they got what they deserved for torturing me. What comes around goes around, and it went around. I slowly descended through the fire, people were burning in front of me everywhere. The fire consumed them but rejected me. It was a scene from a novel, everyone dying around me as I survived.
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Daemerys screams could be heard around the castle. She wanted to just close her eyes and slip away into the darkness. She would've if her dragon did roar making her slip out of those dark thoughts. "We'll get out of here, I promise." She said turning around to face him. "Looking well Khalessi." The man said as she lowered her head. "No fighting? Must be my birthday." He stated as she smirked because laughing. "What's so funny?" He asked coming face to face with her. "This." She said hitting him with her head as he fell to the ground. "Detain her!" Micheal yelled as men held her. "Get off me!" She yelled as one of the men held her head back. "You've just made this worse for yourself Daemerys." Micheal stated getting up. "And for your dragons." He stated looking over at them. "Touch them and I will kill you." She stated as her hair was being pulled back further. "Let me just kill this bitch Micheal." One of the men said. "Don't worry, she'll die all alone in here someday." Micheal stated caressing her chin. "I won't." She stated as Micheal chuckled walking away. "You will, men leave us." Micheal stated as the key let Daemerys go. "Give me the crown and I'll let you go." Micheal stated. "I can't do that." She stated closing her eyes. "Let's see about that." He said walking away, closing the door behind him. "Drogon." She stated looking to her dragon. "Dracarys!."
It was already feeding time by time her dragon burned the metal off her hands. Daemerys just sat there on the concrete chair waiting for her meal. She could've ran but she chose to stay to create havoc. She sat there smiling down at her dragons, petting them, playing with them, enjoying her time with them. Her wrists were bloody red from all that time in cuffs but it was all worth it for her.
Creek creek. "I said I would kill you." She stated petting her dragons. "Are you scared?" She asked tauntingly. "I-I-" Micheal said. "Not so big and tough now." She stated standing up. "I keep my promises." She stated as guards ran in. "Kill her!" Micheal yelled as the men drew they're swords. "Dracarys." Daemerys said calmly as the dragons fire spat out. Actions has consequences.
Daemerys walked over to a fire pole that was burning as more men rushed in. She had tipped the fire pole down causing more fire to erupt. She would eventually push them all down with the help of her dragons. They would watch the fire burn tonight.
"Come on now." Daemerys told her dragons as they crawled up on her. "We are leaving." She stated walking away as the dragon's flew above her. Daemerys walked through the fire, people were screaming and burning around her while she remained untouched. She had walked out of the fire naked as her clothes were burnt in the process. She didn't know what to do when walking down the stairs, she was all alone with no one by her side. And yet someone did. He was here.
"Khalessi?"
And she was wasn't alone anymore.
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