Sister's Keeper
Edited By xXFallenSakuraXx52
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A/N: So, on May 19, 2019, the last episode of Game of Thrones, the Series Finale, and the Song of Ice and Fire has come to an end. Almost a decade George R.R. Martin's books have come alive onto our television, inspiring many people and breaking the fantasy tropes. My heart breaks as does many. To anyone who has seen the episode, please not spoil it during the review incase of future readers check the reviews.
Chapter 50: The Dragons Reunited
A hundred and twenty ships. A hundred and twenty ships that I have collected from the Masters' attempt of sieging Meereen. It was a hundred and fifty, but I was courteous by letting ten ships go to the soldiers who did surrenders can go home and tell Astapor, Yunkai, and Volantis on what happened here. Let them know, I am not giving any more chances. I will use Fire and Blood the next time they violate the truce. Meanwhile, the twenty were not salvageable from the dragons' fire.
Ser Barristan was proud of me about my restraint. How I ensured the Unsullied and the Second Sons took care of the Sons of the Harpy. The insurgents tried to massacre innocent people who lived by the gate, yet my men took care of that. Unfortunately, it doesn't resolve that three hundred innocent people were dead either by the Harpies, projectiles, or the fires. After two days of going over the collateral damage, an open funeral service at the Temple of the Graces was held to pay respect.
By now Varys would still be sailing to Westeros. He will head to Dorne first, delivering the letter to Prince Doran. I made it a test to see where the Spider's loyalties lie. For when Missandei and I written the letter I had my translator write it in Rhoyanar language and calligraphy while I spoke to her in Dothraki. Along with a special powder on top that if the seal was broken and the person touches the paper will show the prints based on the oils of the persons fingers. So, if Varys did try to read the letter, then hand it to Prince Doran it shows the Spider is not worth trusting. Allowing Prince Doran to see fit of a punishment. Including negotiations of terms of justice for his family and possibly marital alliances between my future children and his grandchildren.
It would be three days when a falcon arrived from the border. Sighting of Drogon and a Horde of Dothraki were making their way to Meereen. Two months it has been since Drogon has been seen, but a Horde as well. Ever since I conquered Slaver's Bay, there hasn't been a Dothraki Horse here to challenge me or tried to exchange slaves for provisions or gold. Out of a precaution, I told the Unsullied and the Second Sons to prepare for the Horde securing the city gates. Remembering Jorah talking about Khal Temmo and his Khalasar of 20,000 riders tried to sack the Free City of Qohor. It took 3,000 Unsullied to defeat the Temmo and his men. Maybe I am paranoid, but I rather we are prepared in case it was a coincidence that Drogon and the Dothraki were spotted.
Getting on Viserion, I went to investigate what is going on. If this were a coincidence, I would scare the Dothraki away by burning the area around them. If it is what I think it is, Daenerys has a lot of explaining to do. Viserion flew North, about fifty miles outside of Meereen, when a black mass came passing towards us. Looking over my shoulder, to see Drogon and something white on his back. Drogon turned around making way and hover before Viserion. There on his back was Daenerys.
"Dany!" I called out.
"Alys!" she shouted back with a grin.
We commanded the Dragons to land. Once we were on the ground, we ran towards each other then held each other in a firm embrace. I've been worried sick about her for months. Wondering where Drogon took her, if she was alive, if she was captured. Daenerys held the same regard, although her grip on me was tight pressing into my healing wound, causing me to gasp. She immediately pulled back.
"Are you all right?" She asked.
"Yeah, my back is still recovering from its injury," I answered. I cradle her cheek getting a better look of her. Seeing she was in perfect health, not any cuts or bruises. I sighed in relief and held her again. She hugged back, only this time gently. "Where did you go? Where is Daario Naharis? Where is Jorah?"
"Daario is leading my khalasar south to Meereen," Daenerys said.
"So, you're the horde that's coming," I sighed in relief. "For a moment I thought I was dealing with another siege."
"Another siege?" she asked.
"Yes, the Masters of Yunkai, Astapor, and a Lord from Volantis tried to attack Meereen," I answered.
Daenerys eyes widen, "Is everyone safe?"
I sighed, "Three hundred subjects are dead. Razdal mo Eraz is dead, Lord Belicho Paenymion is dead, and probably a hundred or two of their soldiers. I wasn't really counting when Viserion and Rhaegal were burning their fleet."
"How many ships did you collect?"
"A hundred and twenty." I sighed, feeling exhausted, not having much sleep the last couple of days. "Let's return to Meereen and talk there."
Daenerys nodded since it was never safe to be out in the open. We got on the dragons and flew back to Meereen. Once we were back in Meereen, she was surprised seeing the damages from the attempted sacking in the fishing district and bay. When we landed, I told Grey Worm to end the barricade, the Dothraki Horde is on our side. Grey Worm obliged and informed the Unsullied. Afterward, we went to my chambers, where I removed the leather vest and sighed in relief.
We sat down on the bed, and Daenerys told me everything that happened to her. Explaining after the attack in the Daznak Pit, Drogon took her to the hills in a sea of green grass. She tried to convince him to take her back to Meereen, but the dragon was not interested and was recovering from his wounds. She tried to make way to a river when she was taken by Khal Moro's khalasar. Khal Moro attempted to enslave her, make her one of her slaves to bear him a child, but being a widow of Khal Drogo saved her. However, due to customs, he took her to Vaes Dothrak to be part of the Dosh Khaleen. Unfortunately, because she did not return right after Drogo's death, the Khals had to decide if she was worthy of being part of the Dosh Khaleen or of being a slave. Daario and Jorah helped her, as Dany burned the Temple of the Dosh Khaleen and killed all the Khals and their bloodriders.
I was surprised at what my sweet sister did. She has become the Great Khaleesi and in a sense Queen of the Dothraki. She has brought roughly a hundred thousand Dothraki Screamers to join our cause. I held mixed feelings, although thankful for the numbers, it's the methods that concern me. She simply burned the known Khals during the Khalar Vezhven. Yes, I understand they threatened to rape her and to pass her around. The thing was, not everyone needs to die unless it was the last result. Also, I had to ask her what did she promise the Dothraki, because I will not allow the Dothraki to sail to Westeros to rape and raid the citizens.
"What did you promise them?" I asked.
"They want to complete Drogo's promise to the Mother of the Mountain. To destroy our enemies and accept the challenge." She answered.
"Dany, I can't take them across the Narrow Seas if they are going to pillage and rape. What happened in Lhazar village, I can't let that happen again. That is what our enemies would expect. Bringing what they call savages to slaughter their men, rape their women, and enslave their children. Burn down their lands."
Daenerys took my hand, "I promise you that will never happen. Once we take back the Iron Throne, they will return to Essos."
"I don't understand," I replied.
"I realized I can't stay in one place for too long. I may be a princess, but what am I when you sit on the Iron Throne? I've tasted power, and I want more. I don't want to go against you. I'm a Khaleesi, and you're a Queen. We can bring back the Valyrian Freehold, you rule Westeros and me in Essos."
"Dany," I groaned.
"You always said to think three steps ahead," Dany said.
I sighed, taking a deep breath. "We'll discuss this later when the time comes. Right now, I have an envoy sailing to Westeros trying to recruit other houses. It may take a year before we have enough ships to send over the Narrow Sea."
Daenerys nodded as she squeezed my hand. There was one question I have to ask, but I was afraid of the answer. My sister hasn't mentioned much about Jorah. So, I didn't know if that was a good thing or not. Other than Jorah helped her in getting rid of the Khals. However, she didn't mention Jorah coming back with Daario.
"And Jorah… how is he?" I asked.
A slight frown formed on her lips, "Do you know about the…"
"The Greyscale," I finished. "I know."
"From what I saw, it took his entire forearm." She answered.
I sighed, feeling like this was my fault. If I had given him a chance to explain himself, he wouldn't have been banished. He wouldn't have contracted Greyscale.
"Is he coming back?" I asked.
"No, I ordered him to find a cure," she answered.
"There is no cure," I reminded.
"You need to believe in him. He would do anything for you. I mean he fought for you, killed for you, and would die for you," Daenerys said. "Has he made a mistake? Yes. But don't forget it was against Viserys."
"It's not that," I told her. "If I didn't banish him, he wouldn't have this death sentence."
"Alys," she murmured hugging me.
I hugged her back. It feels like the world doesn't want me to be happy. To have someone by my side. Maybe this was the god's way of telling me to focus on the Great War. Although everyone keeps talking about the Iron Throne, it is nothing but an Iron Chair as Drogo puts it. Then again, my late brother-in-law would say a king only needs a horse, he thought about his Khalasar. The same as I thought about the Westerosi who are up against the Army of the Dead, led by the Night King. The Noble Houses were the ones against my family, but the people, the common people don't have a say in this. The same as the freemen who were once a slave who didn't have a say in chains.
And recalling from that nightmare with the Ice Dragon…I don't think I will make it out alive. All I can do is focus on redeeming House Targaryen name.
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