Jonerys One-Shots / Insta Shorts

Betrayal

Daenerys was standing in front of the window in Dragonstone. After she lost Rhaegal and Missandei she felt herself defeated. Jon almost sent her away, the last time they spent some time together. In Winterfell. He couldn't love her. The truth about them destroyed the best thing she had in her life. She felt herself destroyed, and she had no idea can she trust in Varys and Tyrion. They always looked at her in the way... as she was insane, or mad. She always paid attention to their words, and here she is. She lost Ser Jorah, lost Viserion, lost Rhaegal... and now Missandei. The only one who understand her. She heard steps from behind her back. She did not even turned to the direction.
"Your Grace." Tyrion started timidly. "I know it is not the best time, but maybe we should think through again ... our strategy."
Dany rolled her eyes, but did not give an answer. She was staring the sea. 
"My Queen, If you let me... I still don't think the best idea is... to burn down King's Landing with dragonfire. There are many innocent people there and... we should discuss another strategy. After our troops arrives. I..."
"How many men do I have to loose because I listen to you?" Dany asked him coldly.
"We... had great losses." Tyrion tried to be calm.
"Great losses?" Dany turned to him and her face was angry "Two of my children died. Drogon almost died, when we arrived here. Missandei died."
"I know"
"There is no grace. Not from now. I lost enough." she answered nervously.
"But if you burn down the capital..."
"If I burn down the capital your sister is gonna die. This is what disturbs you?" she was staring Tyrion. She lost her trust in him. "I had enough of your clever advices."
"But..." Tyrion eyes widen and he wanted to continue.
"Leave. Now." she turned back to the windows, and a tear rolled up on her cheek. She felt herself lost and alone. Tyrion slowly walked out from the room. He started to feel, Varys may right. Daenerys lost her mind...permanently. 

Jon arrived to Dragonstone, Varys already waited him in the shores. 
"What happened? Where is she?" He asked immediately when he got out from the boat. 
"In her room, and she refuses to talk with anyone."
"I talk with her."
"She ordered us, to let her be alone, before the battle." Varys answered. "My Lord she..." he started with some hesitation.
"Yes?" Jon turned to him and stopped.
"I am afraid, after the things what happened, she... lost her sober judgement."
Jon frowned. He was worried. 
"What do you wanna say?" he shook his head.
"Many afraid... she'll become her ... father, if things go wrong."
"She is not her father" Jon defended her.
"I am afraid now we cannot announce this. She is planning to ... burn down the capital. No matter how many innocent are going to die if she does this." 
"No. That is impossible."
"I am afraid it is possible. She changed My Lord. She is not the same woman anymore. She... I am afraid I have to say, she is unsuitable anymore to rule the Seven Kingdoms."
"What did you just say?" Jon became mad, and nervous. What Varys just told him, was treason. 
"I think we... should stop her before she do some...thoughtless thing."
Jon couldn't believe to his ears. He had no idea what Varys want from him. That was nonsense. He knew her. He knew she would never burn thousands of innocents. That was not her. Not the woman... who he loved. Because he loved her. That feeling did not change. No matter what was the truth, he knew it from his heart, he would never been able to hurt her. His love for her, was a thing what cannot change. 

"Do you understand everything?" Dany was talking with Grey Worm. He nodded towards to her.
"Thank you for your help Gendry." she smiled at him a bit, then stood up. "You can leave now."
Dany stood in the throne room with Grey Worm . They did not talk a lot. Not in that minute either. The loss of Missandei was a thing, what they couldn't handle well. She heard when the door opened, and turned to the direction. He was there. Jon Snow. The only man in her life, who left for her. Who rejected her. Who can steal everything what she worked for in her life. His eyes were sad and he clearly worried. Grey Worm turned to his direction.
"My Queen." Jon nodded towards Dany, then Dany nodded towards Grey Worm. He left them there. Jon waited until he closed the door behind him, and turned back to Daenerys. 
"I am so sorry." he started. "I should've been here. I should've come with you."
"If you were here, you would be dead already." she answered coldly, then started to leave, but glanced to Jon. He did not understand but he followed her. She went to her room. Jon closed the door behind him. Dany was standing in front of the fireplace. 
"I cannot tell you how... sorry I am."
"It doesn't matter." she did not look at him. She was hurt. She knew Jon doesn't feel anything towards her, just disgust and that feeling hurts her more than anything.
"It is. And... Dany please. Varys told me..."
"Varys told you what?" she turned to him "That I want the Iron Throne and I take it back with fire a blood no matter what is the price?"
Now Jon started to worry. He finally saw with his own eyes, what Varys was talking about. 
"Please, you know it is not the right thing."
"Shot Rhaegal was the right thing? He got 3 bow. He just shot and fell to the sea. It was the right thing?" she started to argue with him "Behead Missandei, who never did anything wrong. That was the right thing?" she walked closer to him.
"No." he lowered his head. "It was not. But... "
"Do you want me to do nothing?" she was frowning.
"No. I just... ask you to think it through before you do anything." he placed his hand to her shoulder. 
"You swore me your loyalty. Now you want to undo it?" she was staring him. 
"I would never do that. You are my Queen."
"Then get ready for the battle Jon Snow." she walked passed by him and left the room. Jon was looking after her worriedly. She was clearly depressed and disappointed. He wanted to tell her he loves her. He wanted to make her sure, he'll be next to her, and together they can win this war, but she did not give him a chance.