Will You Show Me Peace

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Daenerys, sat on her throne in the great pyramid of Meereen. Theon and Yara Greyjoy, had just left after Daenerys, agreed to give them the Iron Islands in exchange for their fleet. Tyrion, had left to escort them to their rooms, leaving her to contemplate her decision alone. 

She was just about to get up to go to her own rooms before she noticed a figure sitting at the base of the dais to her throne. She had been so caught up in her thoughts that she never noticed them come in. 

As she opened her mouth to demand answers as to why they were there, she saw a snow white owl glide in thru one of the window to land on the persons arm. 

"Hello girl." The distinctly feminine voice of the figure spoke, scratching the plumage of the magnificent bird softly. 

Daenerys watched the interaction slightly transfixed. It was the stranger speaking again that brought her attention back on focus. 

"It is nice to meet you Daenerys Targaryen. I have been wanting to meet you for some time now." As the woman finished speaking she stood, placing the bird onto her shoulder, letting Daenerys study her closer. 

The woman wore light grey and red leather pants with thigh length black leather boots. She had a royal purple tunic underneath a light grey and red cloak of some kind with a shoulder pauldron that held a short blood red cape on her right side. Intricate silver and gold buckles and clasps held the outfit together pointing out her obvious wealth.

"Who are you?" Daenerys, demanded after regaining herself. "And how did you get past my guards?"

"I have and have had many names." The woman answered softly, stepping up the dais until she stood beside Daenerys, still scratching the snow white plumage of the owl. "I don't believe you would recognize any of which, but you may call me Valencia Black. And with the matter of how I got past your guards, well it was quite simple for one such as me."

"One such as you." Daenerys, inquired. 

The woman, now known as Valencia, walked around Daenerys throne, studying the room closely as if looking at things only she could see. "I'm sure you have heard of the House Of Black And White." At Daenerys's slight tensing and nod she continued. "I am their founder."

Daenerys, scoffed, "The House of Black and White is said to be founded over four hundred years ago."

Valencia just smiled, used to the skepticism of those she tells her story to. "I have lived for far longer than just four hundred years, and I will show you." She said holding out her hand for Daenerys, to take.

Daenerys, hesitated, thinking for a moment this may be another assassination attempt, but the way the woman was talking and looking at her made her believe otherwise. So gathering her courage she gripped the other woman's hand and was immediately met with complete and utter darkness. 

"You are safe." The voice she recognized as Valencia's whispered in her ear. That's when she felt the warm arms of the other woman wrapped tightly around her. "I am going to show you my life from the day I awoke in this world to today."

After she finished speaking, Daenerys found herself standing in a beautiful meadow, surrounded by trees so large she could barely see their tops.  A small river ran thru the clearing where she could see small fish swimming leisurely.  

A gasp left her lips as she noticed the figure of a woman, sitting on the riverbed with her feet dangling in the lazy stream. Her hands were splayed out behind her, with her head tipped back soaking up the afternoon suns rays, A peaceful smile spread across her face. 

It was as she studied the woman's face that she saw it was Valencia sitting their. 

"This was over fourteen thousand years ago." Valencia spoke. Her words coming out wistful with remembrance. She loosened her arms from around Daenerys and took a step back looking over the clearing with a smile of her own.