What IF

Chapter 18

The Sultan

All their troops had departed a fortnight ago and she stood on the edge of the cliff assured the harness was properly attached given that her apprentice Arya Stark would be going with her.

A part of her wanted to order the girl to stay behind given how sickly she had looked in the morning but when she saw Lady Catelyn Stark reprimand Arya for trying to go to a warzone, she all but insisted for her apprentice to join her.

Anything that would piss off the Stark matriarch was a win in her book.

Right now she was waiting for the Stark girl as she said her goodbye to Robert's bastard, a man she suspected was one of the root causes for her morning ailments as of late.

She currently watched as her niece Rhaenerya petted her purple dragon. Her silver hair blowing in the wind, she looked every bit the Valyrian princess except for her grey eyes.

'Does he have a name?' she asked little Rhae.

Little Rhae darted her eyes up and glared at her.

'She' little Rhae corrected. 'Her name is Lyarax.'

The tiny dragon that was the size of a cat, slouched on her shoulders and its skin recoiled in the same color as Dany's eyes.

'You named her after your grandmother?' she asked, slightly surprised. Jon barely spoke of his mother, not that he knew much of her to begin with.

'After my sister' little Rhae replied, her grey eyes filled with longing.

The statement confused Rhae, unless maybe Rhae had seen a vision of her sister in the future. She knew that each of her Targlings had different abilities, one that they never really dwelled upon, not yet anyway.

As a family they had never taken their time to appreciate the magic that flows through their veins, everything they did was fantastical but to them it just felt like par for the course. Rhaenys smiled at little Rhae before petting the purple dragon.

'Well It's a lovely name' she replied. She would question her more about this "Lyanna." For now her thoughts were on Kings Landing.

Dany then approached in her periphery and hugged her daughter and whispered something into her ear. Her aunt kissed her daughter before little Rhae sprinted down the grass on the way to her father who had just hugged little Arya and little Robb goodbye.

Dany came to stand beside her as she pet Rhaegon, her dragon purring softly for Dany.

'I suspect Kings Landing will be ash when I arrive' her aunt stated.

'Is that what Barristan believes?' Rhae asked, trying to hide the snort from her voice.

'I think that's what he fears. He loves you...' Dany's reply is cut short.

'Can we not, this morning I woke up in a good mood, I would rather not sully it' she states.

'Very well, on to more mannered subjects like what you plan on doing when you reach the gates' Dany stated as she looped her arms with hers.

'Well I plan on infiltrating and devastating whatever defense Tywin has prepared. I can hear the bells ringing already' Rhae said with a smile.

'I have one request' Dany offered and Rhae arched her head till she was looking down on her aunt.

'And what's that?' she asked.

'Myrcella and Rickon must be kept alive' Dany stated, her tone firm and serious.

'Rickon will be safe' she uttered.

'Myrcella as well' Dany prompted.

'I will do my best' she stated begrudgingly. Myrcella was not a promise that she could keep. Dany gave her a tight hug.