"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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••••••••••• A Khalessi is among us pt.2 (Age 19)
"Khalessi?" The man asked as she looked towards him as the two dragons rested on her neck. Daemerys looked dead as Ser Jorah stared at her. "You are untouched." He stated looking up at her dirty, slim naked body as she gave him a sim smile. "What are you smiling about?" He asked confused. "They think I'm dead, I am free." She said smiling, while laughing. "I need clothes, get me clothes." She stated as Ser Jorah sighed going over to his horse and grabbing something. "Since you are "free" now. What are you going to do?" He asked handing her the clothes. "I'm going home." She stated slipping on the Dress -Suit.
"You cannot go home if they think you're dead." Ser Jorah said as she chuckled. "Not that home. Let the Dothraki know I will see them again someday." She stated. "But where are you going?" He asked as she sighed looking at him. "England. I need to see them, they haven't seen me in years. I owe it to them." She expressed. "They took care of me when my father didn't want me." She stated. "What about Daemon?" He asked. "I will send him a letter." She stated walking towards. "I'm taking them with me." She stated. "What about the Dothraki?" He asked. "They will be fine, like I said "Let the Dothraki know I will see them again someday." She stated. "Let the Dothraki know I will see them again someday." She said walking towards Drogon. "What about me then?" Ser Jorah asked as she turned towards them. "I expect you in England with me." She stated as he grace her a small smile.
She hadn't known this then but he loved her, more than anyone he'd ever meet. For him it wasn't just protecting her, it was for him. Ever since they'd met he was infatuated with her. But for her she had just thought of him as a brother, a best friend if you will. It's terribly sad what happens.
"thank you princess." Ser Jorah said as she gave him a swift nod before going on her dragon. "You're welcome." She stated taking off. "It's just you me and Drogon." She said petting his huge head. "We're coming home." She said
England wasn't just my home those months with the Bridgertons, they were my family. And family sticks together. No matter what.
We'd kill for eachother and I would for them.
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