"Why do you want to die?"

"I want a family and I want to be free. I'm not a part of a family here. Kosem's children despise me. Father pays no attention to me and you will become Sultan someday and forget me or marry me off."

All of a sudden on the balcony was a growling sound.

"What's that?"

Shiera got away from her embrace. She went to her balcony and right there the creature stood magnificently in front of her parallel to only her balcony.

Many others from the castle got out of their balcony including Sultan Ahmed with Yaesmin.

The creature eyed her and moved slightly in order to convey that he wanted her to come ride him.

Shiera didn't know what to do. She felt an inner resonance with the creature and went closer. She held on to his pointy scales, hesitant at first but with one swoop, she got on.

"Zahra" Osman watched in amazement.

Ahmad; wide-eyed with his paramount stood there in awe as his daughter simply rode off.

"Zahra," Ahmad yelled out.

She glanced at her father and rode off to wherever this creature was going to take her.

She was finally free.

Shiera had no idea where the creature was taking her but she knew that wherever it was, the creature would keep her safe.

She rode the dragon through seas and land each with their own set of environmental features. She saw mountains, forests, and towers that were built high. Shiera wondered what were their stories. She wondered whether she would ever see Osman again.

She had often wished Osman was not her brother. She was sure they were soulmates destined to mate perhaps in another lifetime.

Armoured men took hold of Arya and her men. All of which took her by surprise. "Let go," Arya exclaimed but that wouldn't have them. Arya took out her sword and almost injured one of their arms before another came towards her from the front and held her with three other men all putting in strength to constrain her.

She was taken to the Sultan. Sultan Ahmed was a tall man with black facial hair and a slender build with wrinkles complimenting his piercing eyes. But something about the presence embodied tension and chaos.

"We brought this girl along with her men. I believe they are pirates arriving from the east."

"Take her to the harem and imprison the men. And find the scaly creature. It has my daughter Zahra. Find it before it flies away," Ahmad looked distraught.

"A dragon?"

"What did you say, girl."

"If you set me free, I can give you a lot of information about this creature."

"Come have a seat."

"Maryam, get a plate of rice and beef."

A woman wearing a headscarf brought two plates and handed to them both.

Arya had a long journey and if she was going to get captured, might as well have a feast.

A mannerless girl she was Ahmed thought. Much like Kosem when she was younger but she was more feminine. Kosem was no sword holding girl with unkempt hair. She was a free spirit though very unlike the court and their surroundings.

"So tell me about this creature you call a dragon."

"It's a dragon originating from east of your continent. He was controlled and owned by a woman that came to my continent to be queen but ended up burning everyone until my brother Jon killed her."

"The dragon left a woman which my men buried. She had silver hair and purple hair and was of short stature."

"Yeah, that's Daenerys Targaryen"

Arya was munching this time for the food was delicious.

"It stole my daughter."

"I think you should be scared that it'll eat your daughter. It eats whatever it wants."

"But you'll help me find it? Where do you think it went with her."

"Tell you what. My brother is a Targaryen who comes from a line that controls such creatures. If you'll set me free, I can sail you across to Westeros where you can meet him and help you gain control of the dragon. Better yet I have another brother that just wraps into things. I already have a ship. And you'll get to discover what is east from here. Because there is a world beyond these lands."

"Tell me about Targaryans."

"They were a line from a city called Valarys that used blood magic to tame dragons. But only one family made it to Westeros before a volcano eruption destroyed the entire city and race. The Targaryans then ruled Westeros."

"You're not a Targaryen, but your brother is?"

"it's a long story actually, he's actually my cousin. I'm a Stark. There's only one Targaryen left in the world and one dragon."

"You may leave to the harem, I will decide in the morning whether I wanted to sail to the east and whether I believe you."

"Maryam take her to the harem."

Arya was escorted with the lady to a room full of beds and women playing and gossiping. Everyone looked perplexingly at Arya.

Another circassian whore for the Sultan. This one can't even take care of herself.

If by tomorrow morning I the Sultan does not listen, I will send a raven to Sensa.

The dragon finally landed her what looked like a castle in ruins.

A teenage boy in a chair creepily stared at her. She got off from the dragon.

"Shiera Seastar"

That wasn't quite her, that is her granddaughter who looks like her with perfect eyes and straight hair instead. This is what perfection looks like."

"I welcome you to Westeros. Podrick will escort you inside."

"No actually, your grace. That won't be necessary. I should be going."

Bran stared at the beauty in front of him. Ohh how he longed for that face for ages.

"Podrick take her inside and show her her chambers. We have a guest."

The dragon growled but Bran warged into him in time and flew him to the Eerie.

Osman always told me in the real world, I would never survive. That I could never truly be free. He was right. Freedom was a fleeting concept as far away a notion as everyone I ever tried to get close to.