Hi guys, Thankyou Laura201112 for your kind comments. As for the criticism i have received, i apologise for my spelling, I am dyslexic, and trying extremely hard to correct it. My spell checker does not seem to want to work, so i am spending many hours attempting to improve.I hope any future readers find my spelling more bearable
Serena is traveling to Dragonstone, her mood is glum. Although she has long since dreamed of the day she would reunite with her family, her last encounter with Jamie was bittersweet. He didn't even give her chance to say goodbye. Tears brim at the edge of her eyes. She wipes them away with the back of her glove, before removing the message that Jamie left, to read it again.
Serena,
Im sorry that i leave you without saying goodbye, but i do not hace the strength. We have to part too often. Every time i watch you leave, the hole in my heart reappears, getting a little deeper.
I hope Daenerys is everything you wish her to be, and that you find the belonging you desire.I just ask that you not forget about me, for you will never be far from my thoughts, and i do not have the words to even begin to tell you what you mean to me.
We will meet again, i know this to be true.
My heart belongs to you.
Your Jamie.
Serena feels the dull ache in her chest spreading, crushing her lungs.
She take a deep breath in attempt to contain it. She almost at Dragonstone, she can not show her weakness now.
As Serena is escorted up the long stone stairs, leading to the large keep at the top of the hill, she feels a strange sensation within her that she can not describe. She takes in the magnificent surroundings. The castle looks as though it has grown strait from the hard rock that it sits upon.
The two soldiers escorting her, lead her in to a large hall, with vast rock walls. At the other end is the staggering throne, shimmering as the su light seeping into the room, reflects off the smooth fragments.
Then she is alone, the soldiers have left without giving her any instruction. After waiting for some time, she sits on the steps of the raised throne platform. Finally footsteps approach.
A small man makes his way towards her, an apologetic look on his face.
She instantly recognises him as Tyrion. Jamie often spoke of him in fond childhood memories.
He bows to her, out of habit she suspects, she curtsies back in response. As he straightens, he finally sees her face now she stands in the light, and lets out a small gasp.
"I apologise my lady, but the resemblance between you and my queen is staggering. It appears that the histories of your family was not wrong.
She looks at him dumbstruck,
"My families history my lord?"
A small smile spreads across his face. A s different as they may be, she can see Jamie within his smile.
"Yes, it was said in the records of your family that all of the Targaryen women were very beautiful. They appear to be true, and I'm not a lord any more my lady, Just the queens hand.
Serena turns crimson, her eyes to the floor. She has never been good at taking compliments.
Tyrion continues to smile.
" where are my manners, My lady, my name is Ty..."
Serena interrupts him.
"Tyrion, yes i recognise you from the stories I've heard."
His face darkens.
"Ah yes, I'm not surprised you have heard tales of the murderous imp."
"No, i mean yes, I've heard them, but that's not how i recognise you. I know your brother, he spoke fondly of your childhoods." The ache in her chest threatens to take hold again.
Tyrion's face lightens, and the smile returns to his face.
"Jamie? He spoke fondly of me? are you sure we know the same man?
She smiles, pushing the ache back into its cage.
" yes, i believe so." she outstretches her hand. "Serena."
He takes her hand a plants a kiss on the back.
Tyrion clears his throat, bringing his self back to his original purpose.
He and Jamie are more alike than either will admit.
"Serena, i apologise on behalf of my Queen, she wanted to be here to greet you in person, she is eager to meet you. But she had Urgent business to attend to, She hopes she has not offended you, and hopes to return as soon as possible. Until such time, i am here to serve you my lady." He bows again.
"Please Tyrion, call me Serena, and do not bow to me, i am hardly noble." She offers him a warming smile.
Tyrion returns her smile.
"would you like me to show you to your chambers? im sure you may like some personal time after your long ride. Then perhaps afterwards i can take you on a tour of the grounds?"
"That would be lovely, thank you Tyrion."
She likes him already.
Tyrion is showing Serena around the grounds.
She is in awe of its rugged beauty, she has never seen a place like it.
A strange noise that she has not heard before travels on the wind, like an ancient whisper. She searches the skies, trying to spot the source.
Tyrion watches her, confused by her actions.
"Serena? is everything OK?" he glances to the sky.
"Cant you hear it? I've never heard anything like it." Her eyes still searching.
He listens, and hears only the wind. He has keen hearing, and the Dragons have a very distinct sound. He would know if they were approaching.
She turns, staring intently at the horizon.
"There!"
Tyrion follows her gaze, he sees nothing.
Seconds later the dragons make their appearance, with Daenerys riding the largest. They come to land on the cliff edge, the ground trembling as they do.
Serena walks towards them, her arm outstretched, with a look of bewilderment on her face.
Tyrion has witnessed the fear that the dragons bring to people many times before. Their natural instinct is to run, only when people spend a significant amount of time around them, do they begin to understand the creatures.
Serena reaches to touch the dragon before her.
"Serena! Don't!"
He fears for her, knowing this could end in her certain death. He has never seen anyone other than Daenerys touch them.
The dragon watches her, as it lowers its head to meet her hand.
She touches its snout, a huge smile of amazement on her face.
"Beautiful."
She feels an instant connection with the creature, something long forgotten awakening within.
She completely forgets about the dragon Queen, now standing next to her dragon.
Daenerys comes to stand beside her, with wide eyes. She too has never witnessed anyone within this proximity. She exchanges a knowing look with Tyrion as he comes to join them. Daenerys beams.
"well i have to say, you certainly have a way with them." She smiles at her cousin.
Serena breaks out of her trance, and turns to face her.
"I'm sorry, i just..." she looks back at the dragon, not finishing her sentence.
"I know, their amazing creatures. Its in our blood to love them." She wares a proud look.
"Serena, I've waited so long to meet you. come, we have much to discuss."
She nods, and follows her to the keep, Tyrion by his queens side.
Serena and Daenerys are in her private quarters. Tyrion earlier comment comes to her mind, they really do resemble each other. Many would presume they were sisters rather than cousins. Serena eyes are larger, but both are deep pools of the same sparkling blue. At first glance, the only way to tell the two apart would be their hair colour.
"Serena, I'm glad you could come, I've longed to meet you for many years."
She gives her a warm smile.
"I too have looked foward to meeting you. I have heard many great things about you, and the things you have achieved."
It is strange for her to be with a blood relative after so long.
The pair talk for many hours, telling each other of the lives they have led. Daenerys asks about her time in kings landing, and what she makes of the current Royal family. Serena tells her of Cersei's rule, and the horrors she commits to keep her crown.
Then comes the question Serena has being dreading.
"And what of the Kingslayer? Is he in support of his sister rule?"
Serena freezes. She can not lie to her. Daenerys notices her change of expression.
"Serena, you know the Lannister's. I know i have Tyrion, and what he has told me of his sister is terrible. But i wish to know your views, please."
She takes a deep breath.
"What he has told you of his sister is most likely the truth. She is ruthless, cruel, intelligent, sadistic. But as for Jamie..."
She takes another deep breath. Daenerys stares at her.
"I have to be honest, we met some time ago, and became friends. He told me the events leading up to your fathers murder, and his reasons to why he broke his oath. The king was... ill. He wanted to burn thousands of innocents with wildfire, he had become obsessed.
The other knights in his service would do nothing to prevent mass murder he planned. Jamie could not stand by, he had to do something, and he expected to pay for his actions with his life, But Robert Baratheon pardoned him."
Daenerys is quiet, processing the information.
"Do you believe he is telling the truth?"
Serena meets her gaze.
"I do, i trust him."
The dragon queen is silent, her face gives nothing away.
A few moments pass until she finally speaks.
"I understand his reasons for his treason, i would do the same if i were in that situation. But he was still my father, and i can not just simply forgive."
Serena is torn. How can she tell her that the man who murdered her father, is now the man that she is in love with. She decides to keep her feelings for Jamie to her self, until they know each other better and she is able to decide what is best to do.
She nods in agreement.
"I understand, I'm sure i would feel the same."
Daenerys changes the subject, sensing the tension between them.
"I've never seen my dragons approach anyone the way they did with you earlier, it was quite wondrous to watch."
Serena's face lights up.
"Their so much different than i had imagined. They are truly amazing creatures."
The Dragon queen beams.
"I'm glad you like them, most people run in fear at the sight of them. They seem to approve of you, prehaps tomorrow they might even let you ride them."
"I doubt that very much, besides i wouldnt know whare to begin."
Although the prospect has her exited for the day to come.