Daenerys had been through many ordeals throughout her life. She had been through a lifetime of abuse, mistreatment from all powerful men, and several murder attempts. Never had she been imprisoned. She had lived in filth before when she was a small girl, but she never was bound in chains. If something bad happened, Viserys would bear the brunt of it.
She wondered what Viserys would do if the two of them were imprisoned right now. He would probably have slapped her because somehow it would be her fault that they ended up this way. Thinking like Viserys would not help her in this situation.
She thought about what Drogo would do instead. Drogo would do everything in his power to destroy the doors. He would scream at the bastards in charge and when he was freed he would slaughter everybody and fuck their wives. She giggled at the thought of how passionate Drogo was in his devotion to her. He'd rip this castle apart if he had to, to keep the Moon of his Life safe.
She removed herself from this stream of thoughts. Memories would not open the door, memories would cloud her mind from formulating a plan. She was the blood of the dragon. She knew she would not die tomorrow. She just did not know how she would get out.
After speaking to Jon and Bran, Melisandre left to go speak to Stannis. She had the perfect plan to kill Stannis and get Daenerys on the throne.
Melisandre arrived in Stannis's chambers to speak with him. Stannis was wide awake and sharpening the sword in which he would kill the last Targaryen.
"Can't you see I'm busy starting a new era?" snapped Stannis upon realizing Melisandre's presence.
Melisandre replied, "Can't you see I'm here to help you start it?"
Stannis put the sword down and asked, "How do you mean?"
Melisandre smiled, "I've been acting as Daenerys's advisor all this time. If you let me dispatch her, it will be as the Lord of Light commands it."
Stannis argued, "It is no longer your command to tell me what to do. I am the king and I will kill who I please, when I please."
Melisandre purred, "It is a sure shame that you no longer want to listen to his word from a pure priestess. Your mind clouds his word."
Stannis replied, "I do not need listen to you."
Melisandre calmly responded, "Think of the people. The poor residents of this city will revolt if she is publicly murdered. If I kill her in her cell, one can write it off as natural causes."
Stannis conceded and handed her the sword and sent her on her way. Melisandre smiled and made way to Daenerys' cell.
Daenerys heard a knock on the door and called out resiliently, "I suppose I have no choice but to allow you to enter."
Melisandre entered the room and asked, "My Princess that was promised, are you alright?" Daenerys scowled and turned away.
Melisandre approached her and smoothed her hair as she calmly admitted, "Daenerys, I did not foresee this."
Daenerys growled, "You said I would live and become queen. You lied to me. I have to figure out a way in which to survive now thanks to you."
Melisandre took her hands and said, "No, child. That's where you are wrong. I've come to take you away from here. We're going to burn Stannis. R'hollor commands it." She smiled and revealed a key and freed Daenerys. She made Daenerys put her robe back on so as to hide her face.
As they ran, Daenerys panted, "Where are we going?"
Melisandre responded, "To your dragons, of course." Daenerys ran faster as she was desperate to see her children.
Upon arriving at the hideout, both women gasped. The three dragons were gone, the chains that held them down broken.
Daenerys screamed, "WHERE ARE MY DRAGONS?!"
Melisandre squinted for a moment, then shouted, "STANNIS TOOK THEM AND THEY TOOK THE BOYS! FOLLOW ME!" Dawn was already fast approaching and time was short.
While Jon and Bran were awaiting the command of Melisandre, they were spotted by some of Stannis's men. Bran looked over at Jon with panic in his eyes.
Jon tried to think of something, but the guards came in and shouted, "HALT! YOU, PRETTY BOY, YOUR SQUIRE TOLD US OF YOUR SECRET MEETINGS WITH MELISANDRE AND WE ARE HERE TO STOP IT!" The guards then proceeded to arrest them and bring them before Stannis as part of the executions that would take place after before the coronation.
When Daenerys and Melisandre approached the sept at the first sight of dawn, they saw that the three dragons and Jon and Bran were tied up and that Stannis was outside waiting to be crowned.
Jon panicked when he saw Daenerys go up to Stannis. He reached behind himself with his foot and kicked the soldier holding him down hard in the stones. The guard dropped to the ground in pain. The man holding Bran tried to grab a hold of Jon, but he too met the same fate as his comrade.
Meanwhile, Daenerys ran to Stannis, dropped to her knees, and pleaded, "Whatever you do, do not kill my dragons!"
Stannis looked down upon her and snapped, "You're supposed to be dead."
Daenerys looked him in the eye and begged, "I ran because I could not die without knowing my dragons would be alright!"
Stannis pulled out his good sword and smiled, "Alright, I will keep them alive. Is there anything I should know in terms of training?"
Daenerys wept, "One word, and only one word gets them to do anything."
Stannis paused and asked, "What word?"
She answered in a shaky voice, "Dracarys."
Stannis put his sword away and announced, "I have thought of a better way to kill you." He ordered his men to unbind the dragons.
When he heard Stannis say this, Jon ran off and slipped behind Stannis. He knew what Stannis was about to do, and he was going to make him pay.
Stannis looked upon the three dragons and shouted, "DRACARYS!" The dragons shrieked out a hot flame, and at the same time, Jon kicked Stannis straight into the flame.
Jon screamed, "DRACARYS!" once more to make the flames stronger.
Daenerys stood there unburnt while Stannis burned. The once-mighty Stannis Baratheon screamed as the intense heat of the flames melted his flesh. He soon succumbed while Daenerys looked upon him pitifully.
Jon ran into the flames realizing that his love was still in the fire and screamed, "DAENERYS!" but upon entering the flames, he realized he did not burn. Daenerys saw that Jon had this ability and the two of them joined hands.
When the flames died down, everybody in close proximity stopped and bowed to Jon and Daenerys. Davos, too had perished in the flames, but still in the remains of his hands lay the crown. Daenerys went to go place the crown on her head.
A small and shaky voice protested, "That's a crown, but not the right crown!"
A small old woman hobbled over to Daenerys and held out a gorgeous crown with intricate designs of dragons. The dragons carved into the crown breathed flames of ruby.
The old woman explained, "Pretty girl, your brother sold me your mother's crown for some bread when you were small. It was all you had. I sell you this crown for the price of peace in this land."
Daenerys smiled, "I accept your price." Jon moved to take the crown but Daenerys stopped him.
She stated, "I want this woman to crown me. She is, in fact, the one who brought back my real crown."
Jon nodded, and let the old woman gently rest the crown upon Daenerys's head. When the deed was done, the entire city cheered for the Silver Queen, the Breaker of Chains, and now the Savior of the Destitute.
She stood before the throng of cheering people and smiled. Finally, she would be adored, not disrespected or feared.
She shouted, "People of King's Landing, people of Westeros, people beyond the Wall, people of Dorne, even people across the Narrow Sea: I have a message for all of you. Under my rule you will not know poverty!"
People lovingly cheered, "It is the dragon born again! Princess that was promised! Daenerys! Daenerys! Daenerys!"
When the cheering died down, she again shouted: "All those who tried to destroy my fathers are dead! I remain strong, like the hide of a dragon!"
The people once again rejoiced, and her dragons shrieked in unison with them. Daenerys felt renewed in the joy of the people. HER people. She raised a hand and all fell silent.
She stated plainly, "I cannot promise perfection, but I can promise justice. The one true answer injustice is justice. Justice will rain down upon those who try to disrupt this peace like fire did upon the Usurper's brother."
The people cheered again and one man held the queen high up in the air and another held up Jon. The two joined hands and the citizens screamed even louder.
Stannis's armies bowed to her, and her first command to them was to free all of the prisoners in her camp and to welcome them back to the city.
