The Red Viper and The Dragon Princess X Oberyn Martell L.S

Chapter Four

End of 297AC

Plans fall into place

It had been a busy few moons. Drogo said he would fight for the Targaryen's and pledged his whole khalasar, Viserys was killed by Drogo when he had threatened a heavily pregnant Dany, Ned Stark was executed by Joffery Lannister, the North had risen in Rebellion, Maester Aemon had written her from the wall letting her know they were in desperate need of more men, Robb Stark had been declared King of the North, Drogo had to fight an old friend to protect Dany and his child and his small wound had festered. Dany had tried to save him using dragon blood, but she was knocked down and went into early labor.

She lost her son and Drogo died because the witch did something. Visenya had her taken into custody and was now trying to comfort an traumatized Dany. Roslin hadn't left Dany's side as she grieved for Drogo too, he had saved her life once. Jace mourned deeply, Drogo was like an older brother to him. Visenya was angry. She knew witches were not to be trusted, especially the once who practiced blood magic. Half the khalasar had left as Dany could not be a Khaleesi without a Khal and they didn't respect her. However, stunning many, over twenty-thousand stayed. That told Visenya she had their respect.

Now they were putting the pyre together, the one to burn the body of Drogo and Dany's stillborn son, Rhaego Targaryen who had been born deformed because of the witch. Dany was beside herself with grief and it was only Ser Jorah and Ser Oswell that kept her on her feet at the pyre sight. She watched as Drogo was laid out, her son wrapped in a beautifully crafted Targaryen banner Lillian and Roslin had been working on and had finished just before Drogo was injured. Visenya had wrapped the babe in it and placed him on Drogo's chest, wrapped in his fathers arms.

She had Ser Arthur and Ser Gerald place the sixteen beautiful dragon eggs they had retrieved from the ruins of Valyria around his body, with the biggest one, a white and purple one above his head. She figured now was a good as time as any to bring dragons back to life. She had Rakharo tie the stupid witch to the pyre as she screamed she would never die back at them.

Visenya walked towards them, everyone gathered in a circle around the pyre where they would watch over them for the whole night as they passed on, dressed in a simple purple dress that tied around her neck and dipped low between her breasts. She carried a torch with her, she has no idea how regal she looked walking down the path the dothraki had made for her to reach the pyre.

She met eyes of the witch, "I won't scream," she screeched.

Visenya smirked, "I don't want your screams, just your life," she said lowering the torch to touch the hay that had been laid to form a circle around Drogo. As the flames quickly spread the women begins to sing loudly, however when the flames reached her, her singing turned to screams. Visenya watched emotionless as the pyre goes up in flames before she stepped forward. Arthur grabbed her arms, "What are you doing? You cannot ask me to stand here and watch you climb onto the pyre and watch your burn," he snapped at her in panic and fear.

Visenya just looked at him, "Fire cannot burn a dragon," she muttered softly before stepping into the flames. Everyone gasps as she vanishes into a flame with nary as sound and all slowly drop to their knees, they have no idea that inside the fire, something amazing has happened.

The next morning Ser Jorah, Ser Arthur, Ser Oswell, Ser Gerald, Jace, Dany, Roslin and Lillian walk through the dothraki who had stayed and slept around the pyre that night. Their steps woke many as they made their way into the still smoking wood. They hadn't heard a sound from Visenya that night after she vanished into the flames.