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

Forced Alliances

Cersei expected more from the Dragon Queen that had returned from exile in Essos. She found herself surrounded by enemies because she had agreed to arrange a meeting with them from her brother and lover, explaining a larger threat was coming besides the Targaryen Queen that wanted what her father sat on.

   When she landed in the dragon pit where the Targaryens would slay their dragons instead of riding them, Cersei did find herself to be surprised that the rumor her father lectured her on was true. The four fossilized eggs had hatched and now they were the beasts men feared the most.

   But she only found two. The other two were either missing or being covered up as dead, one great thing Cersei found for a Targaryen to loose half of her dragons.

   Unfortunately, her enemies hadn't come to arrange for peace. They had come to warn her of the threat to the Seven Kingdoms, one that came from The North. Last she went to The North was the last time a war was arranged against House Lannister and House Stark, and then worse complications began along the way.

   Frustrated that her time was being wasted away, Cersei grew inpatient. "Then why are we here?" She asked after Tyrion stated their forces hadn't come to settle for peace.

   The Warden of The North--Jon Snow--stood up from his chair from besides Brienne and Jaime and walked in front of her.

   "This isn't about living in harmony. Its just about living. The same thing is coming for all of us, the general you can't negotiate with, an army that doesn't leave corpses behind on the battlefield. Lord Tyrion tells me a million people live in this city. They're about to become a million more soldiers in the army of the dead." He bluntly stated.

   "I imagine for most of them, it wold be an improvement." Cersei said.

   Frowning, Jon stepped forward. "This is serious. I wouldn't be here if it weren't."

   "I don't think its serious at all, I think its another bad joke. If my brother Jaime has informed me correctly, you're asking me for a truce." She then assumed.

   "Yes," Daenerys said, "that's all."

   Cersei looked at her. ""That's all?" I'll pull back my armies and stand down while you go on your monster hunt or while you solidify and expand your position hard for me to know which it is, with my armies pulled back. Until you return and march on my capital with four times the men." She snarled.

   "Your capital will be safe, until the Northern threat is dealt with. You have my word." Daenerys said.

   "The word of a would-be-usurper."

   Tyrion then jumped in. "There is no conversation that will erase the last fifty years." He said before Cersei interrupted.

   "And the previous two years after you killed our father, Lord Tywin Lannister." She stated.

   He backed down, beginning to tell her of what they had brought with them to show to her. But then she spoke swiftly, a question ringing in her mind that had not dulled just yet. Cersei turned her head to look at Daenerys.

   "And where is she? Where is the Lady of The East that was supposed to arrive with you?" She asked.

   Daenerys did not back down. "She'll be here momentarily, that I promise you." She said.

   Cersei could only swallow her pride from speaking against the word of a future Targaryen tyrant that would take her capital, but she didn't. Instead, she looked up and around when she heard it again, the familiar screech of a dragon.