Empires chapter 00 / prologue ''we live or die to take the throne'
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WHEN DAENERYS AWOKE SHE IMMEDIATELY FELT THE COLD AIR ON HER PALE SKIN. It was such a drastic change from the usual sweltering heat of Pentos that she relished in her bed for a few moments longer. Dany attempted to turn over and press herself further into the cooling sheets of her bed—instead she was meet with hard stone that dug harshly into her skin.
Daenerys eyes flung open before flittering all over her surroundings. It was certainly a foreign location, that was for sure. The hall was large and daunting with enormous ceilings and stone walls. It was also empty, save for the various lounges, benches, chairs and tables that were comforted ever so slightly by various fabrics and cushions. This place was very much unlike the buildings that usually populated Pentos.
What stood out the most to Daenerys was the large opaque unusually shaped mirror. It spanned the entire north wall of the almost barren hall and it was seemingly held up by nothing. It was only then that Daenerys realised she wasn't alone.
There was probably two dozen people in the hall with her and they all seemed to be just as confused as she was. Pop! Daenerys' ears suddenly popped as noise erupted around her, all the people were chattering loudly as they tried to figure where they were and what had happened to them. Being so concerned about her new surroundings she hadn't even realised that she couldn't hear anything beforehand.
"Are you well?" someone had said behind her.
When Daenerys turned, she found that the voice belonged to a dark-skinned girl with flawless skin. But what stuck out to Dany was her striking lilac eyes and silver thick curls. Traits of Old Valyria—traits that were not dissimilar to Daenerys own appearance.
'Where was she? Who were these people? Where was Viserys?'
Numerous thoughts passed her by as she lifted herself up off the ground—being assisted by her new acquaintance.
