Dragons and Thrones: Rising Tensions – Breaking of Bonds

Chapter 28 of my crossover story, enjoy.

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Boris Yeltsin: Yup, it sure could have.
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Murdough: Thanks, glad you enjoyed it, well, that's Joffrey's arrogance for you and I don't get why you describe Westeros that way, I mean, there are good people living there, calling Westeros that would be an insult to them, to their home.
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Now onto the story.

Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin. Dragon Age belongs to Bioware.


Daenerys

Daenerys sighed as she stood on the deck, they were not crossing the sea to reach Astapor, the journey was too far for the Dothraki. Instead they were sailing out of Qarth to a safe landing in the desolate land of Old Ghis, from there they would cross overland.

'It's not going to be an easy journey, even though I still need an army, my company has...grown.' She thought. 'Luckily we were able to get plentiful supplies before leaving Qarth.'

She did her best to subdue a small smile, the Thirteen seemed rather eager for her to leave, the fear in their eyes certainly convinced her of that. A loud noise got her attention and she really did smile when she heard it. Her dragons were growing, in more ways than she ever imagined, they were much larger now and flew alongside the ship.

At night they rested, perched on various points of the ship, yet always keeping things in balance, to prevent it from tipping.

"I heard whispers of the stories, but to see your dragons myself, truly remarkable." A voice said next to her.

She turned and smiled a the woman. "Thank you, Mother Giselle."

Giselle turned to her, looking serious. "I hope you understand this will not always be the case...Dragons are willful creatures by nature, no dragon can be domesticated."

Daenerys pondered this for a moment, aware of Giselle's gaze heavy upon her.

Finally she sighed and turned back to Giselle.

"Maybe so, but, it is not for no reason I am called the Mother of Dragons, their birth..." She began.

Giselle nodded; her expression soft. "I am aware, I have heard all the tales, heard them from those who saw as well...But that doesn't mean much to a Dragon, especially once it is fully grown. I am not saying it will be impossible, merely, that you must be careful."

Daenerys nodded and then spotted Anders approaching.

"Your Grace, I...Ah, excuse me, Revered Mother." He said, stumbling his words awkwardly, clearly still uneasy around Chantry people.

Giselle merely nodded. "I will take my leave...You are serving your penance Anders, no matter what others may say, I have faith in you. Should you need, spiritual guidance, I am always ready to listen."

With that Giselle left and Anders turned back to Daenerys bowing.

"You wanted to speak?"

He nodded. "Yes, sorry...Mother Giselle is certainly a lot...different from other people in the Chantry I know. But I'm getting off topic, we're nearly there, we'll be ready to disembark soon."

Daenerys smiled. "Thank you, please, stay a while, I wish to talk."

Anders nodded. "What about?"

"Two things mainly...What do you know about Mother Giselle and...What happened to Cole?"

Anders nodded. "Ah, I see. Well, from what I understand, Cole has simply, returned to the Fade, I'm not sure if he'll return, even if he does, I don't know if he'll be the same. As for Mother Giselle, I only know that, following an incident where she chose to disregard orders from Grand Cleric's themselves in favor of proper charity...She has been forced to remain a Revered Mother, despite countless people petitioning for her to be named Grand Cleric, or even considered as the next Divine."

Daenerys nodded, taking this in, surprised, especially at the news regarding Giselle.


After landing they disembarked, the brief sea journey was uneventful. The Dothraki in particular were pleased to be back on solid ground. Finally prepared they began to travel, on foot or horseback, towards Astapor. As her dragons flew off to hunt, Daenerys rode alongside Anders, Blackwall and Barristan.

"Ser Barristan, I am sorry we have not had a chance to properly talk." She said. "You said I needed to know things."

He nodded. "Yes, Your Grace, I...I know that, living as you have, you may have heard...stories and such, but I felt it only right, that you knew the truth, about your family, about your father..."

Daenerys narrowed her eyes, in confusion more than suspicion. "What truth, Viserys told me his version, when I was young, yes, I believed him. But nowadays, I...I do question, but I don't see how…?"

"I have heard of your claims, your anger, you have right to be angry, but you should temper that anger with knowledge, knowledge of the truth." He replied. "I...can guess just what stories your brother told you. I can only say, not everything was true."

Daenerys sighed; it seemed her family wasn't as innocent as Viserys made it seem, she had suspected that. She did not feel it absolved those who were responsible for their deaths, or those she felt were responsible for the war in the first place, like the Starks.

'But perhaps, knowing this, I will see things in a new light, it might help me make a more...clear-headed decision.' She thought before nodding. "Very well, Ser Barristan, enlighten me, please."

So he began to tell his story, to tell her about her family, about the truth of the 'Mad King'.


They had stopped for the night, left with no choice but to camp in the open plain, there was nowhere really to take cover. This worried Dany as, during their journey, while they had seen nothing, she had felt like they were being watched. Many others apparently felt the same, which only added to her concerns, she prayed that her dragons would return soon, she was certain they were on their way back.

She was currently in her tent, getting ready for bed, aided as usual by her handmaidens, she had removed her Dothraki clothing, which she had worn after leaving Qarth, when they started riding again. They had helped her clean up as much as possible and now, she was wearing the elegant nightgown she worn in Qarth, one of the few items of clothing she decided to bring with her, along with a few others.

Before she could bid Jhiqui, Irri and Doreah good night, they heard shouts and what sounded like fighting.

"What is going on?" She gasped and began to exit the tent.

Irri also gasped. "Khalessi, no, you mustn't..."

But she was already outside and had stepped into a war zone, at least half the camp was under attack by strange armored warriors that seemed to be glowing red. She quickly sent Jhiqui to alert the rest of the camp and looked around frantically for someone to tell her what was going on.

Finally she spotted Anders and approached him, along with her remaining two handmaidens.

"Anders, what is going on?"

He quickly cast a spell, before turning to her. "We're under attack by Templars...but they're unlike any I've seen, worse, they seem to be using...Red Lyrium, rather than the regular stuff, that...cannot be good."

Dany bit her lip, she had heard about the Templars and Red Lyrium through the tales her Thedosian companions had told her. But she had never heard of the two together.

She could only watch in horror as Anders rushed into the thick of battle, the attackers were inhuman in more than just appearance. They seemed to be far stronger than any of her people and when struck, barely reacted to blow save those unquestionably fatal.

'What is going on, this is not, this isn't like anything...' She thought to herself, before a noise made her spin around.

The noise was a scream and to her horror she saw Irri and Doreah fall, bleeding, both had been attacked, injured.

"NO-!" She cried.

But then suddenly she felt a burst of pain as something forcefully struck the back of her head, the world spun and went black.


End of chapter, things have become desperate for Dany and her allies, under attack by Red Templars and now she's been knocked out, what awaits her when she wakes, only time will tell. Hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.