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WARNING: CHAPTER CONTAINS TRIGGERING SCENES
"YOU know, in my world we would be called, gal pals."
Daenerys spun around to give Maia a questioning look. "What?"
"Never mind."
The dragon queen led Maia outside, down the several flights of stairs that caused Maia's legs to ache. Noticing this, Daenerys hooked her arm around other woman with a smile. They walked across the entrance of Dragonstone, which was laid out beautifully with two dragon statues at the front. Maia would continuously be awestruck at the layout of this castle
Daenerys strode with Maia into the open fields outside Dragonstone, near the mountain cliffs overlooking the ocean. When Maia looked up at the sights, she was shocked to see one of Daenerys' dragons laying there so still. It was the golden one, with stunning orange tones mixed in his scales. Viserion laid beside his brother, Rhaegal, who was trying to play around with him and flapping his wings. Maia halted their steps for a moment, and Daenerys looked at her with confusion. "What's wrong?" She asked.
"Are we ..." Maia gestured to the dragons. "I don't know if they like me."
"Drogon seemed quite smitten with you and Lord Snow." Daenerys grinned, guiding the other woman over more.
Maia swallowed hard as she followed Daenerys in the direction of the dragon. Upon hearing his mother's footsteps, Rhaegal flew off to join Drogon in the air. Viserion shook his head and sat up at the sight of Daenerys, but a foreign smell wafted in the air. Viserion's eyes landed on Maia as she got closer to him, causing the blonde to widen her eyes.
Once they were close enough for contact, Maia hid behind Daenerys, who released a soft giggle. "I'm giving you an opportunity of a lifetime, Lady Maia." She said calmly, while there was a dragon in front of her. "You said that you would like to meet Drogon's brothers. Here is one."
Maia stood up straighter, moving slightly to Daenerys' side. The dragon watched her with his bright, golden eyes. Daenerys gestured to him, "This is Viserion, named after one of my brothers."
Maia's brow furrowed. If she thought really hard – which she did, too often – she remembered her ex speaking to her about how awful Daenerys' brother was, and how abusive he could be towards her. "I've heard that your brother was terrible to you," Maia said, quite bluntly. Daenerys didn't react. "Why name this one after him?"
Daenerys looked away, a frown gracing her lips. She reached out to touch her child, and the large dragon ended up nuzzling his nose on her hand. "Viserys was cruel and weak and frightened. He made many mistakes, ones he cannot make up. And when I was naming him, I knew this dragon will do what he could not."
