POV Daemon Targaryen
"Jon killed you, not just because he betrayed you, but because you burned Kings Lading." He knew that from the moment those words left his mouth, it would be the plummet of evil thoughts in Dany's mind, at least for a few moments.
"What...." she looked so distraught and confused with tear-filled eyes, so lost. "Why would I do that?..."
"It's a long story, love, I will tell you absolutely everything, but you better keep your mind at ease, they deserved all the pain in the world, they deserved everything that happened to them" Daemon grabbed his Queen's hands kissing the back of them gently. "It all started when you came to our ancestral home, your advisors began to doubt you because of the strength and power you had behind you, important allies here, dragons, a great army and what bothered them the most, you were a woman, Tyrion and Varys stopped supporting you as you well know, but everything got worse when Jon came into your life, that was the real downfall of our house, of our future, he made you fall in love with him, he made you open up emotionally, he made you trust his supposed cause, to take everything you fought for, he asked for your help and you, with your big heart, gave it to him, you gave him everything you had, but once you arrived in the North, he abandoned you in front of all the Northerners, he left you alone and isolated, he let you die in the cold winter, making your inner dragon die of grief, frozen, he let you be the target of all the blows and not his bastard ass."
"Did he abandon me when I gave him my help?" she whispered in a sad, confused little voice.
"Yes, he left you at the mercy of his siblings and Lords of the North, he made you put your people on the front line in the war against the dead, you lost so many.... Jorah died protecting you, because the wolf, left you alone after you saved him, died in your arms, almost died Rhaegal and his absurd plan to go after one of the dead, gave the Night King, the lifeless body of Viserion, you watched as your son died in front of you and you could do nothing, you, Drogon and the others were almost killed because his little ego made him go after the Night's King alone, leaving you completely unprotected waiting for him, he consumed you completely, he left you empty and lifeless."
Daemon watched as his beloved Queen analyzed and assimilated every word that left her lips, he knew she would come to a quick conclusion in front of the Northerners and Jon Snow.
"What else happened?" she asked forcefully, knowing he was hiding something else, something that would hurt her more.
"When you attacked Kings Lading, you also killed all those people, because Cersei, cut off Missandei's head, in front of you, defying you, your dear friend said one word to you before she died, Dracarys" He gently stroked the young woman's cheek, noticing how she frowned. "You had been set up thanks to the Northerners and Jon Snow, plus your advisors, you didn't want to be near him and you set sail by ship, you were ambushed, Rhaegal died, Missandei was taken, and as I told you before that made you put aside your humanity."
"She told me to kill them all, to burn them" she whispered looking into Daemon's darkest eyes. "That means that even Missy, a person who was a slave and helped me free cities, saw that city no longer had salvation, that everyone was corrupted by Cersei's evil."
"She spent time with Cersei, she saw the city, she walked among all those people and saw that they had no salvation, and the only way to communicate with you just before her death, was a simple word" Daemon whispered softly, he stood watching the changes that were going on in Dany's mind, from sadness to pure rage.
