The Time Curse (Game of Thrones/House of the Dragon Fanfic)

Chapter 30: Claiming the Dragon Witch

The Conquest of Essos

Written by Viserys Targaryen

When my nephew, King Aegon son of Rhaegar Targaryen and Lyanna Stark, began his conquest across Essos we were alone. He won the favor of the Dothraki with his battle prowess and his inability to be bested in combat. With his dragon Rhaegal on his shoulder, he led the armies of horse lords.

Robert Baratheon sent a man to kill us, though Aegon had his head before anything could happen. It still struck fear in our hearts when we looked at our home in the West and knew they wanted us dead.  

Aegon began wearing the conqueror's crown after that, gifted to him by the dragon witch herself. With Blackfyre in hand, Aegon turned his ambition to building an army and crushing the drunken usurper stag, Robert Baratheon. 

Daenerys helped his mission by creating a scheme to steal an army of unsullied. In exchange for her dragon, Drogon, she would be given all the unsullied trained and otherwise. Her cleverness knew no bounds as her foolish plan worked, doubling the size of our legions. 

It was after this that Aegon took my sister Daenerys as his first wife. She was a brilliant queen and loved Aegon as fiercely as she loved our people. Daenerys fell in love with the land of Essos, demanding we free the masses and unite the kingdoms as our ancestors across the sea had done before. 

Upon the announcement of her pregnancy, Aegon swore to gift their child all of Essos. And so our campaign began. I was named hand of the king after we took Astapor. 

We took Yunkai next and they called my Nephew and Sister saviors. 

Meereen was certainly the most difficult of our conquered lands to keep. Even with the systems I helped set up the people seemed ready to die in their old world. 

Try as we might we couldn't seem to hold our conquest... it seemed impossible until that fateful day... 

The ring on Aegon's finger began to glow green and we could tell something was happening. He grew tense and excited as he waited, for what we did not know. Daenerys, thick with child, could not comfort her husband. 

The sky turned scarlet red the day Morgana Slytherin returned. The masses bowed down as the legendary dragon witch appeared in front of the city. The earth itself seemed to shift under her presence. She did not belong with the mortals and everyone knew it. 

She approached Aegon and Daenerys. A silver crown graced her head, and a black dress hugged her curves. She was as beautiful as a goddess should be. The magic hummed around us as she stood before the two and knelt. 

The kingmaker had deemed them worthy. 

She reached out touching each of the minds of the people. From Westeros to Essos all heard her voice as she spoke... 

"I am Morgana Slytherin, Lady of the most Ancient and Noble house of Slytherin, the Dragon Witch, speaker of Serpents. I stand as I did so long ago for the first conqueror to name a new king. Do you, Aegon Targaryen promise to lead and protect this realm and its people to the best of your abilities?"