REMEMBER - DAENERYS

𝐗𝐋𝐈𝐈𝐈

Letter 5 of 7

309 a.c

Yunkai - Essos

How are you? I hope you are well. I hear more and more about the grand and noble deeds of the Dragon Queen. You must be very pleased and happy with all this progress, after all, it was what you always desired... you wished to restore the old dynasty to the throne and aimed to build a new legacy for the Targaryen name. The bards across the Narrow Sea are already singing about your feats, and it's amusing to see the joy of the people with a ruler who has promised and is delivering.

"Daenerys, the Living Flame, the Conciliator, the Queen of the Known World" is how many address you. Missa will be pleased to have more titles to add to your Grace's collection.

I have little to say about myself in this letter; things haven't changed much since the last time I wrote to you, Dany. I was disappointed when you decided not to come to Essos this year. It was my chance to see you again, even if you were not in the same city as I am. Just being on the same continent would have been a great favor from the universe. Was it because of some rebellions led by the Greyjoys? I heard that after Asha's death, things got out of control on that island.

Be very cautious when dealing with rebels; the fact that they pledged loyalty to you means absolutely nothing. The regicide was your father's guard, and the Boltons and Freys were vassals of the Starks. Look what happened to Robb Stark—he and his father are dead.

Three years of reign—congratulations on this significant achievement. Congratulations on having managed to remain steadfast all this time, Dany. I have always admired you for that, for your incredible strength. I'm starting to believe that the universe is conspiring against us both, so considering that we will never see each other again and that this letter may never reach you, I'll tell you a bit more about myself.

I was indeed born on Earth, but not in the same world as yours. It's crazy, isn't it? But dragons exist, so it is quite plausible. I come from a world very far from yours, a place where magic can exist but is much weaker and almost nonexistent.

In my world, I was a doctor, a healer who helped people whenever I could. I was born in a place similar to the North; they used to call me the daughter of snow because of my birth. You were born amid lightning and thunder; I was born during a blizzard so intense that few survived that winter. I was born in a village, and they say my survival was a miracle.

But just like in this world, I was murdered with a stab in the back. But Hitad saved me; I found out she was someone else, but that is a story for another letter. Although she is no longer with us, I feel I would need much paper to explain who she was.

I was saved and brought to this world, but I must confess something. Even though I had never seen you until that day in Meereen, I already knew who you were, knew what your steps would be, the steps of your enemies, and knew many events from the past and future. I always felt very guilty for not being able to share my origins with you; I felt like a wanted criminal. But I was afraid—afraid that my interference in this world would have very serious consequences for you or for any other innocent person.

I was also afraid that you might blame me for things I could have prevented, that you might think my love for you was just interest, that every word of mine was something superficial based on the information I had about you. I literally watched your entire life and its end as well, a premature end for someone as promising as you.

My goal was to survive, then not interfere, but when I saw your effort, when I began to live among you, I came to the conclusion that I needed to intervene in destiny so that you could be queen in the future. How could I let you die? After seeing that you still had hope to save everything and everyone? How could I know you were destined to die and remain silent about it?

The reality is that our love is a profane love for violating the rules of the universe's existence, but I would still pursue you across millions and millions of universes, whether you are a peasant or an insane tyrant... my heart would still live for Daenerys Targaryen.

Even if you hate me and refuse to read or respond to my letter, I will always be yours.

With love,

Athena Kouris,

In a distant dream:

The royal wife.

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