Game of Thrones: Deadly Alliances
Chapter 29 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.
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Boris Yeltsin: Well, all he said was, they'll investigate, but if they don't find anything, Cersei is in trouble.
CadeTheSlowpoke1: Well she is one, she is an expert at gaining power and such, her problem is, as stated in the serious, she doesn't know what to do with power once she's got it.
wazzup11: Yup, Cersei's plans against Margaery are taking place, things are moving now.
Marina Ka-Fai: Well, only if they don't find anything, but remember, Cersei has her Bloodseekers working to ensure they do.
Wolfgirl2013: Thanks :)
Veridissima: Thanks, glad you enjoyed it; yeah, her plans are taking place, with unfortunate consequences, glad you liked them.
Now onto the story.
Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin.
Daenerys
Daenerys let a sad sigh escape her lips as she stood with her small group, overlooking the Asshai below them. She admitted she knew nothing of this city; but right now, it was at the back of her mind; right now, she was mourning.
'Why was I spared?' She thought sadly; almost wishing she hadn't been saved. 'Irri and Jhiqui died, simply because they served me, it isn't fair, they didn't have to die. They didn't deserve to die.'
She shook her head; she had lost so much, the handful of unsullied who stood around her, Missandei at her side, along with Ser Barristan, Daario, Grey Worm and Melisandre.
She couldn't help her sorrow. 'I had hopes, dreams, within reach…Now I have nothing left, except for those with me here. I can only hope Melisandre is right; that I can win the support of Asshai, the Red Priests.'
As they had travelled to Asshai, Melisandre had spoken with Dany extensively, explaining to her what she needed to know about the Red Priests, R'hllor and their beliefs and; most importantly Dany felt, how to earn their support.
Her dragons remained with them, despite their increasingly foul temperament before, something seemed to have changed, something she couldn't understand. Whatever it was, her dragon's seemed calmer now, they were by no means docile; but they no longer lashed out at everybody and everything.
If it wasn't for the fact they didn't actually seem any different except for that, Dany would have thought they had matured and mellowed somehow. As it was, she had absolutely no idea what had changed her dragons.
Still, right now, she had only one task in mind, winning the support of the Red Priests, which according to Melisandre, would win her the support of the whole city.
"Let us go; we should not delay any further." She said at last.
Missandei nodded and soon they were making their way down towards the city; where even from here Dany could see there was a welcome party waiting for them. She almost expected it and as she thought, it turned out that it was indeed the Red Priests waiting for them.
One of them; clearly some sort of leader, stepped forwards. He was a tall man, with a thick bristling long black beard, beetle black eyes, mostly hidden by the shadows of his red hood.
"So, it is as we heard, this is the one you spoke of Melisandre?" The man asked, glaring, clearly not impressed.
Melisandre had sent a message on ahead she had told them beforehand. Yet for them to act like this, Dany suddenly had her doubts.
She watched cautiously as Melisandre stepped forwards and bowed.
"Brother Batharius; this is Daenerys Targaryen. As I told you, she fell on hard times, but I believe she is worth helping, she is the greatest chance, I feel it, she and her dragons shall be essential to victory." She explained.
Brother Batharius narrowed his eyes, clearly not impressed; even with this. "Let me see these dragons."
Dany turned to the others and nodded, they parted, showing Drogon, Rhaegal and Viseryon. Batharius merely shook his head and turned to Daenerys, his eyes blazing.
"So this is what we have been waiting for; a deposed woman who cannot even hold on to three cities…and her 'domesticated' dragons." He snarled. "You have been deceived, or are deceiving us Melisandre…I doubt this woman is even Targaryen."
Dany glowered; any thoughts of being kind and respectful towards these people disappeared. The fact they dared to insult her lineage was what finally did it for her.
"Oh, is that right." She remarked savagely, shocking everyone. "You dare insult me, you dare make such claims. One word from me, Batharius, and you will see just how 'domesticated' my dragons are as they burn you alive!"
Batharius stepped forwards, clearly about to utter something rash in his anger. But then a younger Red Priest stepped forwards. "Bother Batharius; hold a moment."
Batharius turned to him, the fire in his eyes dying a little.
Batharius addressed the priest who had spoken.
"What is it Brother Vogeo." He queried.
Vogeo smirked as he spoke. "We can easily find out the truth. Remember what is known about the Targaryen's, the lady can prove herself…By taking the trial of fire."
The Red Priests began whispering amongst themselves; meanwhile Dany turned to Melisandre.
"What is the trial of fire?" She asked curiously.
Melisandre explained carefully. "It is a test of faith; those who wish to show their true dedication to R'hllor. They endure the Lord of Light's greatest weapon; fire. Several pyres are built to form a corridor, all are lit and a tunnel of flames are created…Whosoever walks through the whole tunnel and comes out alive at the other end is considered truly worthy."
Dany nodded slowly; finally understanding, she also saw her own chance. A way to show Batharius she was not to be trifled with. Finally Batharius turned back to her.
"So be it, Daenerys, will you submit to the trial of fire?"
She stepped forwards and made her reveal. "Of course, I have a condition however…Unless your faith is wanting; that you, Batharius…join me in the trial."
Batharius froze, shocked whispers could be heard all around her; she prepared for his answer, finally he did so, and agreed to her terms.
Dany shifted uncomfortably in the dress she had been given; it was made of a strange material that apparently would resist fire; similar to the Red Priest's robes. All the same it chafed in places and rubbed against her skin.
Still she prepared herself; pulled the hood up and stepped out of the building she had been sent to for preparation. As she exited she saw that preparations had already been complete, the flames roared, Batharius was waiting for her.
"There you are, I thought for a moment you had lost your nerve." He remarked darkly.
Dany observed him coolly. "Of course not, now, let us proceed already."
Batharius smirked and gestured to the flames. Dany paid him no heed and simply walked, focusing solely on passing through the flames. She walked, feeling the heat from the flames, thankful for her Targaryen blood which protected her from the unfortunate fate that was befalling Batharius, she could hear his screams and cries.
'He made his last mistake, the fool.' She thought to herself.
It did not take long after that for the silence, Batharius was dead. She finally emerged on the other side, to the gasps and shock of those present, which now included the citizens. Dany let out a slow breath, she could still feel the heat, the dress was singed, but she had been spared.
"So be it, the trial has passed." Vogeo suddenly announced. "Daenerys Targaryen, we pledge to you our support."
Daenerys looked around as he and the Red Priests, as well as the citizens all bowed to her. She couldn't help but note how convenient it was for Vogeo, with Batharius' death, he now led the Red Priests. Still, she had their support; she was ready to start rebuilding, ready to allow herself to hope once again.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.
