"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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Daemerys Stormborn Targaryen pt.2
(Age 19)
Violet hadn't left the room Daemerys was in Since she was carried here. Daemerys looked so pale, the doctor said that because of how much stress she was under she was stuck in a coma. Violet and the Bridgertons didn't take this well, especially Daemon. He sat there reading most of the time she was under. News had spread past throughout the ton about the "accident" she was in. Many people sent flowers, but what stood out was her majesty coming to see her. Queen Charlotte didn't stay long, but she was worried. Her and Daemerys were alike. Charlotte was forced into a marriage and so was she. Except Charlotte had a better ending than Daemerys. "When will she awake?" The Queen asked seeing the doctor check on her. "She'll wake when she's ready." The doctor said as Violet sighed walking out of the room.
Daemerys was in her own world at this point. She sat there with her brother hugging him to death. "What are you doing here?" He asked concerned looking at his little sister. "Mama she can't be here, not yet." He said concerned. "What happened?" He asked sitting down. "I don't know, I know I was fighting your asshole of a twin but after- it's a blank." She said as he gave her a weak smile. "Your were killed in the war- your not wearing your amor." She said looking at his clothes. "I wasn't killed in the war aemerys." He said as she scrunched her eyebrows together. "I was running away, with my wife." He said looking at the door. "So who killed you then?" She asked confused as he gave her a sorrowful look at her. "Your father dearest." Her mother said as the concrete wall started to break. "What?!" She yelled as another crack appeared. "The walls are cracking." Rhealine said worried. "You need to calm down, or these walls are going to crack even more." Her brother warned. "Once they crack, you can't leave." He stated worried as more cracks appeared. "You need to leave now." Rhaegar said standing up. "Don't look back." He said pulling her up. "Just run!" He yelled as the walls started to fall. "Go!" He yelled shaking her.
Daemerys ran, and didn't look back. She ran and ran and ran trying to leave, but everything was failing. She could her their screams behind her as the stone tiles started falling. Then before she knew it she fell along with it.
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Daemerys woke up on the floor but still in the same room. "How do I leave?" She asked as her mother sipped on tea. "you don't want to leave Daemerys that's the problem." Rhealine said días handing her a cup of tea. "I want to leave, I need to leave." Daemerys said looking around. "That's not what you heart says." Rhaegar said as she stood up. "How do I make my heart want that?" She asked looking around. "Go the the door and to the left, that'll have all your answers darling." Her mother instructed as she nodded walking towards the door. "We'll be here waiting for you her brother said as she opened the door, gliding through it.
The room was a long highway full a paintings of possibilities. She had looked through all of them for a good 10 minutes each. There was about 100 painting there, but one stuck out. It was her and Daemon standing next to each-other looking at each-other in front of the castle. She looked so happy. So she stood there wondering why this one stuck out to her. The other paintings, everyone of them had him in there but this one was differed. The family flag was hanging from the building. She was wearing a very well suited dress-coat sitting on a crown sitting on a throne, smiling. Her face was dirty, and there was Daemon placing his hand on her shoulder looking down at her while she looked up. Was this her destiny? Or was this just an imagination. "Looks like it found you" A man said behind her. "It's a long hard, cold journey. I must admit, people will doubt you. People will be killed". He stated. "I want that." She stated as the am nodded. "Go through that door, there will be something waiting for you." The man said leading her to the door. "Thank you." She said before opening the door.
"Come on Rhaegar, you can do it baby." Another Daemerys said next to Khal.
"Seven hells."
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