Running for the crown, killing for the throne

by QueenNothingness

Vysenera and Manaerys Velaryon are the two older nieces of Daenerys Targaryen. To keep the promise they made to their mother, they accompany Daenerys on her quest to take back the Seven Kingdoms. Follow these two sisters on their journey, and find out who will eventually end up on the Iron Throne. Legends are not written, they are made. Drabbleseries.

33. Chapter 33

This Jon Snow

'What do you think of this Jon Snow?' Manaerys asks Vysenera, who is looking at their children in the distance. The sun is setting over Dragonstone, and Vysenera's mind is still reeling, about what the supposed King in the North told them.

The Night King and White Walkers? She is not sure what to believe.

The oldest Velaryon sighs, shaking her head, trying to clear her cluttered mind. 'I think his intentions are good but...he seems to hide something...'

Manaerys' gaze crosses that of Daenerys, who joins them, the three women lapsing into silence. Vysenera hums, a smile appearing on her lips as Rhaegal flies over them and calls out in greeting to his mother.

'Do you think...?' 'It is horseshit?' Manaerys grins, Dany letting out a snort at that. Vysenera cannot stop a laugh from escaping, her heart a bit less heavy even though the future seems bleak with the added threat beyond the Wall.

'You like him, don't you?' The youngest Velaryon realises with wide eyes, Dany shrugging but their niece's answering silence is enough.

'I guess I do somewhat...' Dany seems to hesitate. Vysenera gives her a warm smile, erasing any doubts the khaleesi might have had.

'You deserve to be happy, you know? Especially you of all people.'