Her majesty Daenarys Stormborn of house Targaryen, queen of the Andals and rightful heir to the throne of Westeros stood at the dais of the great port of Slavers bay watching the Unsullied practice. The putrid Kraznys believed she was ignorant of his insults because of Missandei but she understood his lower valerian perfectly. Having watched several bouts where the winner killed the loser, a custom to weed out the weak in training, she saw a new warrior step up to fight. Their style was vaguely westerosian but when the fight was over they drove their sword into the sand instead of their opponents chest.

"Stupid bitch!" Kraznys yelled in valerian dragging the fighter across the practice yard towards the dais.

"What is going on?" Daenarys asked Missandei.

"The dragon girl will not kill those she defeats. Now she must be punished" Missandei said but her eyes are sad as she looks toward the girl, whose blouse had pulled up revealing a back covered in scars and bleeding whip lashes

"She's whipped for sparing a mans life?" Daenarys was shocked.

"Of course. She is showing disobedience" Missandei turns away from sight of the girl being whipped viciously.

So viciously that her helmet fell of releasing a cascade of ice white Targaryen hair.

"Stop!" Daenarys screamed

The whipper drew back leaving the girl crumpled in the dirt, her hair shining, the blood from the lashes beginning to dry
She looked up and her eyes were that of a dragon, shining with inner fire.

"My lady.." Ser Barristan ran from the dais and helped the girl to her feet, supporting her limp form.

"Ser Barristan, who is this girl?" Ser Jorah said

"This is Lady Raegara Dragonchild of house Targaryen, daughter of Aegon the conquerer and Narmaria, the dragon queen."

Raegara straightened herself upright and gave a strangled roar that was echoed by the dragons standing behind the queen. Her eyes flashed and a fire began burning on Kraznys' clothes. She glanced at him without mercy as she ripped the Unsullied control whip from his writhing hands and passed it to Daenarys, who snapped it across her knees.

"No more slavery." Daenarys declares and the unsullied bang their shields in honour of her.

Raegara turns to the queen her dragon eyes flashing as she falls to her knees "I did not want the throne thousands of years ago when it was mine by right and I do not want it now. But I will serve you to return our house to its rightful place."

"No. You will not serve me." Daenarys says holding out her hand and helping the dragon girl up.
"You will be my sister and fight by my side"

"By fire and by blood" Raegara whispers and Daenarys repeats the house words as a wreath of dragon fire twines unburning around their joined hands.