"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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••••••••••• Run away baby, run away pt.3
(Age 19)
"I need to get back to Grosvenor Square, now." He died, he died, so how is he alive? What is he going to do? Is he going to kill me? Am I going to have to kill him? All those thoughts rolled into her head as she flew into the sky with Drogon. She looked distraught, scared, helpless if you will. So so many thoughts were rolling into her head when landing at the event. It was supposed to be a happy evening. But instead it was horrible.
"Where have you been?" Anthony said stomping over towards her. "You're drawing attention Anthony." Daemerys said smiling. "I needed to take care of something." She stated offering everyone a smile. "For 3 days?" He asked angry. "Yes Anthony, sorry I had to leave. But I'm here now so drop it" she said glaring at him. "I have other things I need to worry about." She stated walking away from him.
"Why so glum?" Simon asked pouring himself a class of punch. "Read." She said handing him the piece of paper. "I thought you said he was dead." Simon said filing the piece of paper up. "He is or was. I watched him die in front of me." She stated downing the punch. "What the hell am I going to do?" She said stressed. "Beat him at his own game." Simon said clenching his jaw. "What are you going to do?" He asked as she glanced up at him sighing deeply. "You know what." She said. "He wants a war, he's going to get a war." She stated as he nodded. "I have to make my rounds." He stated. "Good luck with those mamas." She said as he chuckled. "I'll catch up with you later." She said as he left.
"Daphne, are you alright?" Daemerys asked as Daphne looked pale. "Are you alright?" She asked. "Yes I'm fine, I just need to get away from everything." She said. "Walk with me, we can walk together." Daemerys said offering her arm. "Shall we?" Daemerys alsed. "We shall." Daphne said linking arms together. "What's wrong with you?" Daphne asked walking in the garden. "This is about you, not me." Daemerys said as Daphne stopped. "I'm serious Daemerys." Daphne expressed. "I am fine, I promise you that I am." Daemerys said taking in the cold breeze. "What is that?" Daphne asked signaling towards a white piece of paper that fell out of her dress. "Oh it's nothing." Daemerys said picking it up. "Are you in trouble? I'm sure the duke can help-" Daphne said. "The duke already knows, Daphne. Let it go-" Daemerys started to say as Daphne took the piece of paper before reading it.
Once Daphne read the page, she immediately looked up at Daemerys A's Daemerys turned her head avoiding eye contact. To say you could cut the tension with a knife was an understatement.
"The Queen-" Daphne stated to say. "It is my battle. I shall end it on my own." Daemerys said. "How?" Daphnes asked. "I'll figure it out." Daemerys stated sighing. "Why do you need a break?" Daemerys asked. "Anthony is planning to marry me off to Lord Berbooke." Daphne said as disgust ran over Daemerys face. "That- toad?!" Daemerys yelled. "Yes." Daphne said annoyed. "Well well well, look when the devil appears." Daemerys said seeing Lord Berbooke. "Stay behind me." She said towards Daphne.
To say Daemerys was not pleased by his presence was an understatement. She was furious. The way he looked at her then to Daphne was unhinged. I could've and would've punch him in the-
"Whatever are you two doing?" Lord Berbooke said coming around the corner.
"Oh fuck me."
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