Kanna rolled over in bed. "Jorah," she whispered sleepily.

"Kanna, this has to stop," said Shouta. The sound of his voice startled her out of twilight slumber. She looked at him, and she couldn't hide her disappointment. He wrapped an arm around her. "Look, this as all been great. I accepted role as rebound graciously and enthusiastically. But you're still saying his name."

"You're right. I'm sorry," said Kanna. "This isn't fair to either of us."

"It's just sad now," said Shouta. "Maybe in time, we can try again?"

"Maybe," said Kanna, but Shouta knew it was a lie. Kanna pushed herself out of bed, and Shouta drunk in her naked form for the last time. She slipped on her robe and left Shouta without another word. Tohru and Lucoa still shared a chamber. She quietly crawled into bed between them.


Dany met Kanna in the courtyard. Tohru had outdone herself in revamping the courtyard. It resembled a Japanese botanical garden, and there she'd carved statues of Dany and the Queensguard (the Jorah one had been promptly removed, and Tohru wouldn't tell anyone what she'd done with it). This is also where Kanna frequently met with the young dragons. Rhaegal and Viserion were home on time, as per usual. And as per usual, Drogon was missing.

"We need to find Drogon," said Dany. She appeared to have been crying.

"I know," said Kanna. "Rhaegal and Viserion are afraid of him. They say their brother has grown more wild."

"Kanna," Dany started, and then she started to cry.

"Oh, what is it?" Kanna asked, putting her arms around her.

"Kanna," Dany said again when she'd calmed down, "Drogon killed a kid."

Kanna froze. "Dany, please tell me you're referring to a baby goat."

"I'm not," Dany wailed. "What are we going to do, Kanna?"

Kanna turned to Rhaegal and Viserion. "Did you two know about this?" The red and green dragons hung their heads in shame. Kanna clicked her tongue disapprovingly. "I'll find him, Dany. This won't happen again. I promise."

"No," Dany said bitterly, "no, it won't."

Upon Kanna's departure, Dany took her remaining two dragons to the catacombs under the pyramid. She had too many other issues weighing on her mind with the insurgence of the Sons of the Harpy, a group bent on destroying her reign and restoring the former rule of the slave masters.


The Queensguard remained hopeful and became ever closer friends. Barristan spent most of his free time telling the foreigners stories about Westeros and his days serving under Danys's parents.

"Dany told me that the stories about her father were mostly lies," Tohru said.

"Sadly, they are not," said Barristan. "I watched Aerys murder sons in front of their fathers, and set whole castles on fire, laughing while people screamed. You know, they have a saying in Westeros. When a Targaryen is born, the gods flip a coin, and the people hold their breath to see how it will land."

"Yikes," said Tohru. "Well, her brother certainly took after their dad. Good riddance!"

"Sometimes I worry about our Queen," said Barristan.

"Oh?" Tohru asked.

"She is a strong believer in justice," said Barristan. "Yet, so was her father. And the Sons of the Harpy know exactly what buttons to press to incite her."

"All the better to eradicate the lot," said Tohru. "Say, what do you think of this Hizdahr fellow?"

Barristan shook his head. "If Dany is to make peace in Meereen, she must have allies among the people she is governing. Although, it's too early to tell what his intentions truly are. He seems quite taken with her."

"Ugh," Tohru said. Barristan smiled. He found Tohru's aversion to the affections of men charming. "Well, we know Daario has his grip on her. I'd like to keep it that way."

"You trust Daario, then?" Barristan asked.

"He's harmless enough," said Tohru.

"Ah," said Barristan. "I see. You think he is too stupid to pull something over us."

"The man only thinks with his sword and his...sword," said Tohru. The two friends laughed together.

"You are probably right," said Barristan. He gazed up at the sky. "No sign of Kanna or Drogon?"

"No," sighed Tohru. "I must admit, I have begun to worry about her. Not that she isn't perfectly capable of protecting herself, but, still."

"You reckon she reunited with Ser Jorah?" Barristan whispered.

Tohru shrugged. Kanna had not at all been herself since Jorah was sent away. Deep down, a part of her did hope that Kanna had found him.

Her and Barristan continued their patrol. Soon, screams met their ears from a shelter for freed slaves. Barristan and Tohru looked at each other and nodded. They rushed towards the cries together.


After a long day of decision making, Dany liked to make love to Daario. They were just getting started when Lucoa knocked on their door.

"Who is it?" Dany asked. Daario sighed and pushed Dany's head back to him, urging her to ignore the interruption.

"Dany," Lucoa said, "it's urgent. Barristan and Tohru. They got into trouble."

"And they can't handle it?" Dany asked as Daario moved his hand up her dress.

"Dany," Lucoa repeated. Her voice cracked.

"Is she crying?" Dany whispered. "Oh, shit." She pushed Daario off her and followed Lucoa. Barristan was lying unconscious in his bed with Tohru and Shouta beside him.

"SHOUTA, DO SOMETHING!" Tohru shouted.

Shouta had his hand over a very bloody wound in Barristan's side. "I am!" Shouta shot back.

"But he's not moving!" Tohru protested. "He's not breathing!"

"The wound is healing! Look!" Shouta said.

"BUT HE'S STILL NOT BREATHING!"

"I CAN'T BRING PEOPLE BACK FROM THE DEAD, TOHRU!"

"QUIET!" Dany shouted. The two bickering creatures turned to her.

"Dany, I'm so sorry," said Tohru.

"Shhh," Dany ordered. Dany walked forward and beheld Ser Barristan, wound healed, but still dead. Her eyes filled up with tears.

"Wait," said Tohru. Her face was raw from crying. "I've seen this before." She straddled Barristan and started pushing down on his chest frantically, then, to everyone's surprise, seemed to kiss him for a few seconds. "Come on, Ser Barristan. Wake up. Wake up."

"Tohru, stop," Lucoa begged.

Tohru stopped, then let out a wail. Lucoa grabbed her off the bed and held her. "I shouldn't have let him go in first," said Tohru.

"What happened?" Dany asked, finally finding the courage to speak.

"It was the harpies," said Tohru. "They were murdering former slaves. Barristan went in and told me to stay outside in case any more came. We didn't realize...there were so many in there, Dany. By the time I understood, it was too late." She let out another giant sob. "I was going to take him flying tonight."

Dany knelt down beside the bed, crying.

"I healed the wound. It was too late," said Shouta. "He was already gone."

"It's not your fault," Dany choked.

"I burned them all, Dany," Tohru said darkly.

"Thank you, Ser Tohru," said Dany.


They held the funeral on the beach. Tohru transformed into a dragon and carried his body on her back from the pyramid to the pyre. Lucoa and Tohru were going to light the pyre, but Dany stopped them. She climbed up and took his sword from his sheath.

"Tohru," she said. "I think he'd want you to have this." Tohru, now human again, nodded through tears. Dany presented her the sword. "Today we lost not only one of our best friends, but one of the greatest knights the world has ever seen."

The dragons breathed on the pyre, and it began to burn. Tohru, Lucoa, and Shouta then serenaded Ser Barristan with a song from Earth, "Holding Out for a Hero."


Meanwhile, Ser Jorah looked up at the sky, and saw a dragon as white as snow. Kanna realized a man and a child had spotted her and flew higher into the clouds.


Fafnir was exhausted from playing god. He laid down in his bed and reached for a manga, but he heard his door creak open. Shireen walked cautiously inside, with Ser Davos watching from the hallway.

Fafnir sat up, trying to imagine what the little girl wanted. At the very least, probably, to slap him. It was the least he deserved. He realized, after everything, he was scared of the child. Shireen moved toward him, and he winced. But when her hands met him, it was in embrace.

"Thank you," said Shireen. "You brought Ser Davos back to life."

"You're welcome, Princess," said Fafnir. He mustered up the courage to look at her face. She was smiling at him. He got off the bed and knelt in front of her. "I haven't properly apologized to you for what I did." He had seen in the fire what Stannis would have done to her, but he wasn't about to tell an innocent girl that her dad really had been a heartless prick. "I'm so sorry for killing your dad and ruining your life, Shireen. I don't deserve this."

"You saved Ser Davos," Shireen repeated. "I don't think you're bad anymore."

"I'm not good, either," said Fafnir. "But I promise, Princess, that from here on I will protect you as I protect Jon."

"Are you a knight?" Shireen asked.

Fafnir burst out laughing. "No, Princess, I am not."

"You're kneeling in front of me and swearing allegiance. That's what knights do," said Shireen. "Do you want to be my knight, Fafnir?"

"What? You can't be serious!" Fafnir protested.

Davos handed Shireen his dagger. "I don't know that I'm actually a Princess anymore," said Shireen, taking it. "But you killed all the other knights, so all I have is Ser Davos. I need more. Please be my knight, Fafnir."

"I...what?"

Fafnir's head was spinning. Before he could say something else, Shireen touched both of his shoulders with the dagger. "Arise, Ser Fafnir...the Weird...Knight of the House Baratheon!"

Jon and Sam walked into the room clapping. "You put them up to this!" Fafnir accused Jon.

"Actually, it was all Shireen's idea," said Jon. "She just didn't know how to go about it."

Fafnir looked at the disfigured Princess in front of him. "I'm...your knight." He suppressed another laugh. "What a weird world this is."

"Yay! My first knight!" Shireen cried. "I did it!"

"You did well, Princess," said Davos.

"I've spent all of my life destroying knights," said Fafnir. "What a strange world this is. It's so familiar, and yet, so very different. What a world! A wonderful world full of wonderful people." He brought Jon and Sam in for a hug. "Thanks, guys!"