BREATHING FIRE

WESTEROS

The cold weather enveloped her, she had forgotten what it was like to feel the cold. But now the wind whipped across her skin and ruffled her hair, tossing it back.

Flying over her dragon, towards the land where she only knew pain and suffering.
She thought  she found love. She thought she had come home. But it was an illusion. A lie. That place never was and would never be home. A queen's place was not a piece of land. It was her people. It was with those who believed in her and loved her. From now on, she'd be with them, wherever they were.

There was little left now. She knew what she would find. Who would have to deal with. But they, they would have a big surprise. The enemies rejoiced at her death, and threatened her people who remained behind. Unacceptable. An offense. And for that, and for the crimes they committed against her, they would pay.

It was time to leave innocence behind. Childhood dreams of a perfect world with a strong knight by her side. It was these dreams that led to their destruction. The people she helped here tried and condemned her without ever giving her a chance, even when she was risking her life fighting for them. And the one who was to protect her, to stand by her, was the one who executed her sentence.

Within minutes Daenerys spotted Kings Landing. In the bay were coming the ships that came with her from Essos. The second sons. The women and the young Dothraki who had been left behind when their men came to fight for her in Westeros. Some ships with  people from Meereen, who wanted to come too.

There would be no war now. There would be a reckoning. And then she would do what she was born to do. It would reign. So everyone who wanted to accompany her was allowed. People brought prosperity. They came to build a life here. The lands in Essos were barren and infertile. Here, they would have opportunities they never dreamed of before.

Some immaculate  were waiting for them on the coast. Gray worm had warned them that she was coming. It was strange to think that in the midst of all these men went through, all the tortures, humiliations and cruelties, they were men of faith. They had faith in her, the mother of dragons, a queen who started from nothing.

Daenerys landed in the bay, and waited to disembark people. She wanted to talk to someone, to know where things were, before going to face her enemies. An immaculate man approached her and knelt in front of her.

_ My queen, please forgive us, we fail with your grace.

_ Get up. - she replied. - You did nothing wrong. Don't think for a second the what happened was your fault. This is a command. Now let me know how things are here.

With teary eyes, he agreed.

_ Since your murder, my queen, this land has become chaos. The Dothraki wanted to leave and slaughter the entire continent to avenge you. Gray worm did not allow it. Yara Greyjoy and Dorne stood beside us. But soon armies from the north reached the gates, led by the Stark sisters. They threatened to take over the city if we did not retreat and surrender your killer. They want to legitimize the traitor as heir to this land.

_ Of course they want. And since he's an unwilling puppet, it wasn't going to be long before Sansa Stark took control of Westeros. Where is he?

_ Gray worm has already taken him to the dragon pit. Along with the dwarf, who tries to convince each guard to let him go. He promises gold and land, and says a Lannister always pays his debts. It's annoying.

Daenerys gave a half smile, just the crook of the side of her mouth. It was funny that after a while, even the smartest people usually get predictable. Soon Tyrion Lannister would be playing his games in hell. Where her future husband will be waiting for him.

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Soon after receive her people, Daenerys prepared to face the people that once sat beside her on the table. She thinking of building an alliance, they wanting to see her away and dead.

Some of her allies insisted on going with her. While the queen would come by sky, in her winged beast, they would go by land. They would surround  Dragons pit. It was more a gesture than anything. She didn't need them there, but they wanted to go anyway, in a way of supporting her. So she would never feel lonely again.

As she neared the dragon pit, she felt Drogon tense beneath her. He wasn't comfortable taking her near those people. It was just him and her in the world now. Her other children were dead, waiting for them in another kingdom with her future husband. But it would be a long time before they met again. Until then, they would live for each other. Her people could be her soul, her mind, the reason she fight. But her beloved son would always be her heart. In her darkest thought, in her darkest desire, he would be there for her. Because only one dragon can really understand another.

_ Calm down my love.- She whispered. - We'll be side by side all the time. Until the end.

Drogon started down, then landed at the well's entrance. She looked into the face of everyone there. Gray worm, her loyal commander and friend, barely containing the emotion. Yara, not believing what her eyes saw. And the face of pure terror on the face of your enemies. The lords looked like they were going to vomit. The stark sisters were pale, looking at each other. Tyrion had no expression at all,he knew his time had come, and nothing he did or talked about would get him out of it. And Jon, she could barely recognize him, he fell to his knees on the floor, as if the strength lacked in his body. Did he regret it? Not that it mattered now.

Daenerys got off her dragon, getting in front of his head. But then Drogon positioned himself and put his paws in front, making his claws form a throne for his mother. And Daenerys sat between them.

She has never been so beautiful. Or so lethal. Glaring at the face of the Westeros lords and ladys, she said:
_ Can we begin ?