My version of Game of Thrones season 8

Episode 6: Lines of Succession Part 1

ARYA

Arya stands beside her sister and her brother at the top of the stairs of the Red Keep. Tyrion, Davos, and Daario are on the other side of the stairs. The remnants of Cersei's armies which is surprisingly larger than expected stands in an open area, all kept in line by the Unsullied. A roar erupts in the sky and Daenerys rides on Drogon, landing on the stairs. She walks forward while Drogon roars, taking off into the sky and perching on a nearby wall. Once she arrives Cersei's forces yell out every vulgar word there is but quickly quiet down when Drogon roars and spews fire into the sky.

"Lannisters! Golden Company!" Daenerys begins. "You are not gathered here to be executed! You are gathered here to be given a choice!" The power that Daenerys exuded was incredible and this was the first time Arya got to really see her commanding people. If being a lady could be like this then maybe it wouldn't be so bad. "I am not demanding you fight for me! I am not demanding you fight for glory or the people! I'm demanding that you fight for yourselves! A threat marches south from the North and it will require every man to beat them back! I demand that you fight beside us!" she screamed. "Or..." she trailed off before turning to Drogon. The dragon roared and sent flames into the sky.

While hesitant at first the men quickly kneeled, spare a few with too much pride. Those men that didn't kneel were brought forth to the queen, placed in shackles. Drogon left from his perch and landed behind Daenerys. "Perhaps you could not hear me," she said quietly but somehow that was far more intimidating. "Bend the knee or burn." she said as Drogon roared from behind her seemingly demanding them as well. While a few kneeled some still refused. "Very well then, bring them forth." she commanded her Unsullied as they grabbed the few men and forced them onto their knees in front of the queen. "I, Daenerys of the House Targaryen. First of my name, Lady of the Seven Kingdoms and the Protector of the Realm, sentence you to die. Dracarys," she said as Drogon let his flames loose and the men disintegrated into ash.

She turned back walking up the stairs to her hand. "Have the preparations been made?" she asked. Tyrion gave a nod and turned to Jon. "We're building pyres to burn the bodies of the soldiers and any dead bodies left in King's Landing, later tonight we're holding a feast." Jon tightened his lips and nodded. Daenerys was surprisingly not as intimate when speaking to him as she had been at Winterfell which confused Arya but she wouldn't question it now.

They made their way outside of the city walls as dead bodies were placed on to pyres. Arya advanced a few steps to Sandor's body. She allowed tears to slip seeing him lying there lifeless, slight shame creeping its way into her soul at the thought that there was a time that she wanted to be the one to put him there. A hand came up from behind her, being placed on her shoulder. She turned and saw Jon looking down at her with sympathy. She turned and embraced him but kept her eyes on Sandor as if expecting him to move and call her a cunt. His favourite word. But he didn't move and it was for the best. If he did move he would most likely wake with blue eyes. And she couldn't bare to see him like that. Arya nodded as they backed away. Jon grabbed a torch along with many others and they advanced forward to light the pyres.

The final body that was left was the body of the green scaled dragon, Rhaegal. Jon advanced towards Daenerys who hadn't moved from his body. Both of them seemed to have tears in their eyes as Jon had seemed to have formed some sort of connection to the great beast. Drogon let out a cry of mourning for his lost brother and then reluctantly set him aflame. The two stood there staring at the burning body of the dragon, hoping that all this death wasn't what awaited them.

After the funeral was over Daenerys and company made their way back to the Red Keep to address the common folk. She didn't stand over them but more amongst them. There were murmurs amongst the crowd about her but quickly all ceased once she spoke. "People of King's Landing," she spoke in a much less intimidating tone this time. "You have been told by Cersei that I am here to burn down your homes and murder all your loved ones." Murmurs returned to the crowd after this statement but ceased once again when she spoke. "But as you can see your homes still stand and your families remain at your side. I understand the pain and suffering you all have endured at the hands of my father." She paused, closing her eyes and breathing before she continued. "But I assure you that I am not my father and I will not become him, the gods have flipped their coin and it has landed. I intend to be the ruler you all have desperately needed for your lives. I will put the people first, I will ensure you all live your best possible lives." People at first looked unsure, they all looked and talked amongst themselves. But then one lowered themselves to their hands and knees. Another followed after that, then another. More and more lowered themselves down and eventually the whole lot of them bowed down before her. She didn't know if it was out of fear for what she might do if they didn't or if it was like the freed slaves of Meereen but even so she feels it. Something she hadn't felt for some time now. She felt loved.