The Dragon's Sister || Game Of Thrones (Under Rewrite)

A Queen's Reign

Vaerya watched from her balcony as catapults launched balls of fire from the sea. The city that she and Daenerys had made to be peaceful, and calm was now disturbed with falling fire and stone. Men and women--slaves and Masters alike--were all met with similar fates of destruction that wrecked their city.

   Vaerya pulled back into the pyramid with a turn of her heel. Her gaze was then met with a flinch from Tyrion, the man seemingly backing away from the balcony. "Despite appearancesm I think you both will find that the city is on the rise." He stated as another ball of fire crashed nearby.

   "Perhaps we should find shelter."

   Standing besides Vaerya, Daenerys casted him a stilled look. "The city's on the rise?" She questioned. 

   "Mereen is strong. Commerce has returned to the markets, the people are behind you."

   "Are they now?" Vaerya then asked.

   He shrugged. "Well, not all of the people of course, not a ruler that lived at the support of all the people." He continued. "But the rebirth of Mereen is the cause of this violence. The Masters cannot let Mereen succeed, because if Mereen succeeds--a city without slavery, without Masters--it proves that no one needs a Master." 

   Daenerys gave a slight nod, but her glare did not change or soften. "Good," she said. "Should we begin?"

   "Do we have a plan?"

   "I will crucify the Masters, I will set their fleets afire, kill every last one of their soldiers and return their cities to the dirt." She said, as if the achievement was simple. "That is my plan."

   Tyrion did not agree to that plan, and he was aware she knew that with the look drawn on his face. "You don't approve?"

   "You told me you knew what your father was." He paused at looked back at Vaerya. "Both of you. But did you know his plans for King's Landing when the Lannister armies were at his gates?"

   Neither answered.

   "He told my brother, Jaime, whom later told me. He had caches of wildfire hidden under the Red Keep, the guild holds the Sept of Baelor, and all the major thoroughfares. He would have burned everyone of the citizens, the loyal ones and the traitors. Every man, woman and child."

   Vaerya kept her gaze, but her mind was running. She was aware of her father's reputation as the Mad King through Lord Barristan, and through Jorah Mormmont. But not once could she truly believe that their father was a trueborn monster by killing all those around him--children, nonetheless. 

   "That is why Jaime..."

   "This is entirely different." Daenerys cut him off.

   He turned to her. "You're talking about destroying cities. It is not entirely different." He reminded. 

   Daenerys let out a sigh and looked at Vaerya. Her sister gave her a softer look, tipping at the words Tyrion spilled out to the both of them. "What do you propose then?" She reluctantly asked.

   "I'd like to suggest an alternate approach." 

   Just as Tyrion spoke, a piece of stone broke off and crashed into the room, busting the windows wide open. The three crouched down and looked back out, seeing an approaching fleet that would bring destruction upon them. The Masters wanted an audience with the Queen and the Lady.

   They would get what they wanted. 

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Moments later, Daenerys and Vaerya stood outside of the pyramid with Unsullied behind them. They had agreed to meet with the Masters responsible for sacking their city. Razdal, Yezzan and Belicho had come with their men behind, representing the three cities of Yunkai, Volantis and Astapor. They had come with terms of surrender for their fallen city.