Daenerys Targaryen,
Rightful Heir to the Iron Throne, Rightful Queen of the Andal's and the First Men, Protector of the Seven Kingdoms, The Mother of Dragons, The Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea, The Unburnt, The
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Rage hums through me as I pace back and forth in front of the window in the war room, "We need to find the Euron Greyjoys's fleet and sink it." Varys leans over the table, "Your grace. he's already destroyed a good portion of our fleet. To send our remain ships after him. "I narrow my eyes, "I'm not talking about sending our ships after him." They all go quiet wide eye's because Varys, Tyrion, and Missiandei know I want to unleash the dragon's fire.
Tyrion is the first to speak, "Would you have to go alone? Euron Greyjoys fleet could be anywhere, and you'll be flying alone for who knows how long." I look at him confused, "I wouldn't be alone, I would have Maeker, Rhaelia, and Drogon. What can anyone do to them?" Now Missandei who's supposed to be on my side, "They could still do something to you. It only takes 1 arrow. Your too important." I look between them knowing they're unfortunately right, "What about Casterly Rock?" Varys shifts on his feet, "The Unsullied will be there soon." I look to Missandei knowing her feelings about Grey worm a solemn look crosses my friends face "And what will they face?" looking at Varys expectantly "A difficult situation, they know we're coming."
Picking my nails breaking skin, blood pulling; I feel the nerves coming, the nerves of what could happen, I worry for my people that vowed to kill for me. Tyrion steps up bringing me out of my head "No one has ever taken The Rock, The Lannister Army is still the army my father built. Well trained, well provisioned, 10,000 men at least hold The Rock. They will see us coming and they will be ready. The gate of Casterly Rock are unbreakable, the fight up the wall will be hard. Many will die. Just as my father said it would." well that isn't ceasing my worry, picking my nails harder.
He takes a deep breath, " He built everything from ruins but the sewers that was beneath him, since he so ever loved me so much, he gave it to me. My whores I love weren't allowed in the Rock, so I made use of the sewers and added something for myself. A passage from a hidden cave that starts from the sea and ended beneath the main guard towers. And so, it begins, the unsullied will come from within but will be outnumbered and out weaponed. The thing this my sister's army fight out of fear of her, but the unsullied will be fighting for you, the one who gave them freedom. That is why they will triumph."
Later That Day
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Walking down the steps to the beach with Missandei and my Dothraki guards closely behind, the warm salty air has a slight chill to it. After the meeting my mind went straight to that arrogant Robb Stark and his gray eyes that can't seem to unleash itself from me, the way he makes me feel, the butterflies, the warmth's and shivers is nothing compared to Khal Drogo, I thought I would never feel this way about a man again but this is different something alluring dangerous yet exciting leaving you craving for more like a siren calling me out to me from the sea---
Missandei brings me out deep from my thoughts, "Your grace, there's still no word from the unsullied." turning my head to her, "soon. He will come back to you." many emotions cross her face, "He better" intrigued, "What happened?" with a playful smirk, she shy's away with a hidden smile, "many things." I stop in my tracks and cock my head "many things?" wiggling my eyebrows, she sighs getting ready to tell me all the tea--"Your grace." I snap my head to no other than Robb Stark, 'there's never a time this man doesn't interrupt' despite the chills that rolled through me I roll my eyes looking back and forth from him and Missandei, she smiles a knowing one somehow, she knows everything about me.
