You are not touching him, he is mine!
Manaerys sees it in Daenerys' eyes. The man has just brought what is left of his daughter, burned and only bones left.
And she understands, she really does, but Drogon has always been more wild than Viserion and Rhaegal.
Their niece wants to punish their dragons for something they did not do.
Manaerys will not let that happen.
She is joined by Vysenera as they hurry through the gates of Meereen, going to the place Rhaegal and Viserion stay at.
'Rhaegal.' He blinks, making a worried sound at the worry in his mother's voice.
'You need to leave. Both of you.' Manaerys says in Valyrian, scratching Viserion on his snout.
'Your brother did something horrible.' Vysenera murmurs as a lone tear falls down her cheek. 'But I will be damned before I let you pay the price.'
'You need to go further away, my darling. Until it is safe.' Vysenera whispers as Rhaegal makes a sound in his throat. Viserion keens as well, both brothers undecisive, but than they make a decision.
Rhaegal butts his head against her belly one more time, as Viserion also says goodbye, and they are gone.
And though it tears at Vysenera's heart, she knows it is the right thing to do.
Later, when Vysenera is sitting in her room, Manaerys humming a sad song, standing at the balcony doors, the door to Vysenera's chamber flies open. A bristling Daenerys stands before them, anger radiating off of her.
'Where are they?' Daenerys seethes, but Vysenera only raises an eyebrow. 'Who?' Manaerys asks.
'Rhaegal and Viserion!' Daenerys all but screeches. 'Long gone by now.' Vysenera bites back.
'How could you?!' Manaerys' eyes seem to spit fire. 'How could we? You want to lock up Viserion and Rhaegal for something their brother did. You have no right!'
'I do if they are a danger to...-' Daenerys sputters. 'You do not!' Vysenera explodes. 'You cannot touch Rhaegal or Viserion, because they are ours. Rhaegal is mine, I am his mother. And I will be damned before I let him be locked up because you could not control your dragon.'
'How dare you?!' 'Viserion and Rhaegal are not killing little girls, contrary to your dragon.' Manaerys hisses as well, her eyes still spitting fire.
'It is not our fault you cannot control him.' Vysenera bites out yet again. 'At least, Drogon is a real dragon. Not such a baby like Rhaegal.'
'And look how your real dragon turned out.' Manaerys lets out a bitter laugh, only now seeing Vysenera has gone deadly silent.
'Get out.' Vysenera hisses. 'GET OUT! NOW!' she screeches, throwing her glass towards Daenerys.
'Now, Daenerys. Or I will show you who really holds the fury of a dragon.' Manaerys also keeps silent.
Than Daenerys understands. She went too far. There is one thing you do not talk about and that are her nieces' dragons.
She went too far, and Daenerys does not know how to fix it.