"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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"Here comes the bride" pt.2
(Age 19)
Daemerys rushed back to her bed, changing her clothes back into her night gown before getting back into the bed, pretending to be asleep, before hearing a knock on the door. "It is time to wake up princess." Elizabeth said opening the blinds. "Are you excited for today?" Elizabeth asked as Daemerys yawned. "What is today?" Daemerys asked confused as Elizabeth pulled the sheets off of her. "Her majesty the Queen has made your wedding today! She sent out invitations this morning." Elizabeth said as Daemerys eyes widened. "Today?" She asked concerned. "My guess is that she is trying to get the attention off of her failure between Daphne and the princ." Elizabeth stated. "Is my mama awake yet?" Daemerys asked as Elizabeth nodded.
Violet was in the drawing room with a robe on patting her head with a tissue clearly a bit hungover.
"Here comes the bride~" Violet stated as Daemerys walked into the room. "I did not even know I was going to be married today mama." Daemerys said sitting down. "This whole thing is a circus, a miserable, miserable circus." She expressed. "It's too soon." She stated. "When is my- wedding?" She asked. "Late noon." Violet replied. "Ok then." Daemerys said leaving the room.
Daemerys walked back up the stairs, with Hyacinth, Francesca, Eloise all asking questions. Once she made it back to her room the were all standing in the frame of her door. "But!" Hyacinth started to say as Daemerys closed the door before sinking down on it. She was clearly upset with the Queens actions. Noon approached fast before Daemerys knew it She was in a bridal room in one of the Queens estates looking at herself in the mirror.
Knock knock knock
"Come in." Daemerys said as the door opened to reveal Simon. "Oh, it's you." She said turning back towards the mirror. "Cannot believe you." She stated. "What were you doing in the gardens that night?" He asked glaring at her. "Nothing of your concern." She stated. "I do not wish to speak to you Simon. After what you've done- I cannot look at you." She said. "I fixed everything Daemerys." He stated. "Still doesn't change the fact that you- dishonored my sister." She spat. "You can find someone else to walk you down the aisle then." He stated. "Fine, run. That's what you do best." She said bitterly. "Says the woman who wanted to run and did once." He said raising his voice. "I had a good reason and you know it!" She said angry. "At least I have principles." He stated as she laughed. "That's a joke." She said. "At least I'm not a murderer." He said.
The memory's flooded Daemerys head as he said that. Everything she tried to forget and leave in the past.
"She is dead because of you!"
"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.
"I would let his home tribe fuck you, all 40 thousand men and their horses too. If that's what it took." He said sweatly, kissing her forehead before walking away.
I wasn't ever taught about sexual relationships and acts hell I didn't know anything. But I did know what was right to wrong and this was very wrong.
He raped me.
"Ba-by is com-in-g" she whimpered trying to breathe. "Fetch the midwives!" Ser Jorah yelled "They will not come. This is sure is cursed." The maid guard said picking her body up with Ser Jorahs "they'll come or all have their friends-" Ser Jorahs started to say. "The witch- she can bring baby." The guard said as Daemerys started whimpering harder looking at her Ser Jorah. As Ser Jorah walked towards the tent with Daemerys in his arm she could hear the screams and whooshing of ancestors along them as the world went cloudy than black.
"He was born stillborn Khalessi." He stated as a year fell down her cheek. "What does that mean?" She asked worried as a realization overcame her. "I'm so sorry Khalessi." He said hugging her as she sobbed on the floor. "My baby!" She yelled crying on him. "I'm so sorry." He said comforting her in his arms. "Shhh, it'll be ok." Ser Jorah said rubbing her back as she cried even harder.
"I don't want to watch you suffer." She stated as he nodded. "Just come lay with me." Khal stated opening the blankets to her as she crawled in. "Thank you." She said laying against his chest.
3 weeks already. The torture was worse than before. They had started getting creative with Daemerys after 2 weeks. From stretching to burning then leaches. The leaches hurt the most.
"You were this- monsters wife." Eloise said angrily. "Eloise you have to understand-" Daemerys started to say. "It says! "His wife Daemerys supported his actions, and that the Dothraki tribe loved her like she was their own" am I wrong?!" Eloise yelled as Daemerys went quiet.
"Oh I do, say goodbye to you little friends sister. For tomorrow you shall join your husband and baby in hell."
"Karmas a bitch!" She yelled as the dragon bite and ate Viserys and the dragon in half.
Murderer, murderer, murderer murder.
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