Dress / Gregor Clegane / Davina Targaryen

34. Fury

"You look good covered in blood." Gregor blurted out. "I mean... I like your dress. you look good." he added awkwardly.

"Well I hope you like it." Davina agreed. "Because I only brought this dress so you could take it off."

Her dress bunched at her hips She slipped an arm out of her dress strap and uncovered a breast and it made his motions more frantic. She turned him on. He was ravenous for her.

"Davina Targaryen." Gregor tasted her name as if he was speaking the name of a deity, as if he wasn't worthy of the woman he held in his hands. "I love you."

"I love you," she echoed as he bit along her neck. Her eyes fluttered as her head tipped back when she caught a glimpse of the fire. 

Davina squealed pushing off Gregor at the sound of scales falling, she ran to the fire and dropped to her knees. Forget sex, she was about to get a dragon. A little black head peeked out, squawked up at her. She knew exactly what she was going to name him as his shell broke away and he stepped into her hand.

"Fury."

Gregor watched as the little dragon squawked out for his new mother.

"My baby. I have never wanted children." Davina admitted. "I think I want Arya to be my heir." 

"I dont like kids." gregor assured. "But I would like ours." Davina smiled back at him. 

"I got a dragon. This is our baby, Gregor." Davina corrected. "Fury. My Fury." He puffed out smoke and Davina's heart fluttered. "Could this day get any better?" 

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"I know what you think of my family. I wish i could have stopped my fathers actions but we all know that robert and joffrey and the Lannisters were not innocent. They were far from it." Davina remarked. "But I am the eldest Targaryen." Davina reminded them. "This crown, this duty to the realms is mine and mine alone. We have suffered long enough under the lannister and false baratheons name. You all trusted Ned Stark because he was an honest man, well he told the truth and I'm telling you the truth now." Davina took the steps up to the throne she turned towards her audience again. "I'm going to fight for a better westeros, I'm going to fight like you all fought for every inch. You are the under dogs, we are the under dogs, no one thought we would make it but here we are." Davina declared. She didnt know what else to say so she sat down on the throne. It felt right. "I will fight for you, and your needs, not just parties and feasts like our previous kings did. You were there for me when I was a prisoner, so I want to be the one to help you break your chains."

Davina hesitated before seeing a dragon banner rise up. She still had supporters. 

"Lets get you a crown." Gregor decided. Davina nodded speechless as the people cheered out. 

'May the Warrior give her courage. May the Smith lend strength to her sword and shield. May the Father defend her in her need." the Septon began. ''May the Crone lift her shining lamp and light her way to wisdom." Gregor stepped forward the crown in hand he was glad that he got to be the one to do this, there was no one else that should have been given this honor of crowning their beautiful queen. 

"The crown of the first Davina Targaryen, wife of Maegor, passed down through generations of Davina royalty, it had been hidden away for centuries." Arya spoke, Robb was impressed she knew all this.  Oberyn wrapped an arm around Ellaria proud of his little sister. Davina smiled back at him, they finally got their victory. 

''Let the Seven bear witness: Davina Targaryen is the true heir to the Iron Throne." he announced putting the crown on Davina's head.

''All hail Her Grace, Davina, third of her Name, Queen of the Andals and the Rhoynar and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm."

She got a dragon and her crown, she was queen and a mother of a dragon, how could this day get any better? Then she heard wings flapping in the distant and saw three dragons in the sky. Daenerys was home.