Everything was not going to be fine.

The Targaryen fleet was nearing Dragonstone. Dany decided to fly in on Drogon. When they rounded the coastline, they were met by Euron's fleet. Giant spears whizzed past her, and Rhaegal was struck down.

The enemy Ironborn boarded the Targaryen ships. Dany landed Drogon back onto their main ship. "Where's Rhaegal?" Kanna asked.

Dany fell into her arms. Kanna tensed. It was no time to get emotional. "I'll get you to safety. Tohru!"

"Yeah?" Tohru called as she was cutting down anyone who attempted to board their boat.

"Dracarys!" Kanna cried.

"Dracarys?" Tohru asked. Then Fafnir whizzed overhead and began burning the Iron Fleet. Jon sat atop him. "DRACARYS!" Tohru called, and it was a war cry. She transformed and took to the air. While Fafnir destroyed indiscriminately, she knew there was a mothership somewhere with a dragon slaying machine. She would find this ship, and she would destroy it.

A spear struck her on the tail, and she let herself fall to the ship beneath her. She transformed back to human form. Her butt was sore, but it was a phantom pain. Two heavy boots stomped toward her. She pushed herself up and faced a man whom she could tell believed he was way more important than he actually was. He bore an expression that could only be described as "crazy," had a well-trimmed beard and let his tunic open so that his unimpressive chest was visible. "So, the rumors are true," he said in his raspy voice. He pointed his rapier at her. "Dragon maid."

"Euron," she guessed.

"Ah, so you've heard of me too," he said. "Very well, then." Tohru drew Barristan's sword. "Woah, hold on, there's no need for that. I don't want to hurt you, pretty. You are far, far too valuable."

"Is that so?" Tohru asked. "Well, you're not." Tohru swung her sword and decapitated him in a clean sweep. "That was for Yara," she said. The Ironborn with him yelled and charged her. "And this is for Dany." She ripped through each one until they wised up and started to jump ship. Tohru changed back to a dragon in order to finish the ship.

She met Fafnir in the skies. "It's done," said Fafnir.

"What about that one?" Tohu asked. One of the smaller ships was getting away.

"Let it go," said Fafnir. "Let them tell Queen Cersei what they saw here."

"Right," Tohru agreed. They landed on the shore. Lucoa was flying over the water as Shouta rounded up survivors in a net. They pulled their captives to shore as Dany's fleet began to dock.


"Wow, this is emptier than I remember," said Dany upon entering Dragonstone. "And I expected Lady Shireen would welcome us. I hope she's okay."

"Ah! Right," Fafnir said. "She is probably sleeping. I'll wake her." Fafnir rushed up the stairs, and everyone shook their heads. Just weird Fafnir being weird again.

"Alright, is everyone accounted for?" Dany asked. She gasped at Shouta, and then patted him on the head. "Goodness, I can't get used to that new hair of yours. Let's see...Dragon, dragon, dragon, dragon, Shouta, Grey Worm..."

"MISSANDEI!" Grey Worm shouted.

"Oh no," said Dany. "Shouta, check your nets."

"QUEEN DANY!" Lady Shireen called. She walked down the stairs with Fafnir. Shireen and Dany embraced.

"Oh my goodness, Shireen! Have you grown?" Dany asked. Shireen was indeed taller than Dany. Fafnir quickly tried to add up the time skip between the two places and realized Shireen probaby put on a couple of years. Oh well.

"It's so good to see everyone again," said Shireen. "I was getting so lonely in this castle. Where is Davos? And Gendry?"

"Well, nice to see you too, Shireen," Jon joked.

"I see you, Jon," Shireen laughed, and she hugged him too.

"Queen Daenerys," Grey Worm said, gripping Dany's arm. "Missandei is missing!"

Dany's face turned to panic. "No," she said. "Kanna, she was on our ship!"

"I don't know," said Kanna. "I was with you the whole time."

"Missandei should have been with you," Grey Worm scowled.

"Well, I'm sorry," said Kanna. "My priority was the Queen. Why is this my fault?"

"It's not," said Dany. "But we will look for her."

Grey Worm turned to Fafnir. "This one was burning everything! I bet he hurt her!"

"I was burning enemy ships," said Fafnir. "Who is it we're upset about?"

"MISSANDEI!" Grey Worm cried, drawing his sword.

"Hey!" Kanna exclaimed, jumping between Grey Worm and Fafnir. "Enough! You're not the only one who's lost someone you care about, alright?" She drew Jorah's Heartsbane, and Grey Worm stood down.

"We must keep our composure if we are to defeat my sister," agreed Tyrion. "Let's prepare the parlay party."


Fafnir and Shireen sat on the beach. "There!" Shireen cried. Dany's parlay ship was returning. "What do you think, Fafnir? Do you think Cersei has stepped down?"

Fafnir shook his head. "Cersei didn't send any troops to Winterfell. I doubt she will abdicate her crown without a bitter fight."

"But Dany will win," said Shireen. "She has to."

For reasons unknown to Fafnir, tears started welling up in his eyes. Dany's ship docked, and Shireen ran to greet them. Fafnir's heart was heavy. It had been increasingly hard to forget what Elma had said to him at Winterfell. He guessed he should probably talk to someone about it, but he was afraid of coming off as a total lunatic. He wasn't even sure if it had been real of it he'd dreamed her. He was becoming more convinced that Elma had been a dream speaking the fears he dared not speak aloud even in private.

His prediction had been correct. Worse than correct, actually. They had found Missandei, but Cersei had murdered her in cold blood before their eyes. Grey Worm was out for blood, and Dany was in a deep depression.

"I know how she feels," Fafnir told Tohru later.

"You do not," Tohru said bitterly. "You can't possibly."

"I saved Rickon Stark from Ramsay Bolton," said Fafnir. "Just for him to die in the battle of Winterfell. When you save someone, you expect to see them go on and prosper. The way Dany is feeling is what I imagine it would be like if..." He looked across the Great Hall at Shireen laughing with Gendry.

Tohru took a deep swig of mead. "If anything happens to Dany, so help me gods, I will burn this world to the ground."

"I will be right beside you," said Fafnir. He let a smile play across his lips. "Just like old times."

"Cheers to that," said Tohru. She lifted her cup. "Dracarys!"

"Dracarys!" Fafnir agreed. They clinked cups, and when they put them down, Varys was sitting across from them.

"Dragons," Varys said. "I was wondering if I could have a word. Bring Shouta."

"Shouta?" Tohru questioned. "Why Shouta? What..."

"It is high time that the Inner Alliance met again, is it not?" Varys said with a wink.

Fafnir and Tohru looked in alarm from Varys to each other. "I don't know what you mean," Tohru said weakly.

"I am the master of whispers," said Varys. "And you do not whisper softly. So where shall we meet?"

"Uhhh," Fafnir said, still taken aback by this request. "My chamber?"

"I'll get Shouta," said Tohru. "I guess."


"Everything I do, I do for the realm," Varys began. "For a time there, I thought Jon and Dany were falling in love, and then we wouldn't even have to have this conversation."

Fafnir wretched. "You knew about them, and you still hoped for that scenario?"

"Targaryens were known to practice marriage between relations," said Varys. "And now we have a problem that we wouldn't have had otherwise. Two Targaryens. One throne."

"A throne that Jon doesn't want," said Fafnir. "He told Dany himself. He remains loyal to her."

"Yes, well," said Varys. "Unfortunately it matters very little what they want. It matters who Westeros will support."

"They already support Dany," said Tohru. "Especially after the Battle of Winterfell, she has gained the support of the Northmen."

Varys shook his head. "That is because they don't know about Jon. Once they learn, and they will learn, they will flip, and they will put Jon on the Iron Throne or die trying."

"Bran knows about Jon," said Shouta. "So does Sam, and Sam is no fan of hers after her little barbeque party. I would guess that Sansa and Arya already know about Jon."

"And nothing has happened," said Tohru. "Everything is fine. We must stay the course."

"There's also the matter of Dany being a girl," said Varys.

"Ughhhhhh," Tohru groaned.

"It's not precedent. Cersei only has the throne by default," said Varys. "And she acquired it through very questionable means. Let's say we do get Dany on the Throne, and then word gets out about Jon, which it will. You all think you are privy to some big secret, but there have been whispers about Jon's true identify since before any of you set foot on Westeros. If Dany take the throne, and Jon's lineage is known, there will be more war, whether you want it or not. And I don't want more war. Too many have died."

"What exactly are you saying, Varys?" Tohru asked.

"I'm saying...ace in the hole," said Varys.

"You are a traitor!" Shouta snapped.

"You are strangers here," said Varys. "You know nothing, any of you! Maybe in Japan you could have things your way, but not here!"

"And what exactly are you going to do?" Fafnir asked. "Even if you're right. Jon doesn't want the throne. What, are you going to hold him down by force?"

"He's half-Stark," said Varys. "Duty would compel him. Targaryens are notoriously bloodthirsty."

"Dany is not," said Tohru.

Varys laughed. "And what do you think she would do if the North rose against her?"

"She would...do what needed to be done," Tohru said.

"It is better to be feared than loved," Fafnir said reluctantly. "If you cannot be both."

"And you would stand by as Arya, Sansa, Sam, all burned to death?" Varys asked. "Jon? You would let him burn? Because that's what she'd do. You all know it."

"No," said Fafnir, after a beat, "I would not allow it."

"Stop!" Tohru cried. "This is all speculation. What about Lady Shireen? Shireen too had a claim to the throne, didn't she? And she sided with Dany, and Dany has shown nothing but kindness to her."

"And if she hadn't?" Varys asked. "Let's say Fafnir hadn't cut down all of the Baratheon army, what then?"

Tears started spilling out of Tohru's eyes, and Varys took her hand. "My dear," he said, "I am so sorry. But I truly am trying to help you."

"You are a coward," Tohru whispered. She threw Varys's hand and stormed out of the room.

"That's not good," said Fafnir.


It was not good.

Tohru had gone straight to Dany, and Dany called for Varys. Tohru and Kanna brought him to the beach, where Dany's last remaining child, Drogon, rested.

Fafnir paced the halls of Dragonstone, cursing. Lady Shireen found him. "Fafnir," she asked sweetly, "what's happening?"

"Lady Shireen," he said, and he wrapped his arms around her. I will get this one right, he told himself determined. He knelt down before her. "M'lady," said Fafnir, "I need you to go back to the cave."

"The one with all of the gold and books?" she asked. "Why? What's happening?"

"It may be nothing," said Fafnir, "but I have a feeling...I am about to do something very reckless."

"What is it?" Shireen pressed.

"I'm not sure."

"Queen Dany-"

"Shhhh," Fafnir pleaded. "Shhh, m'lady. Everything will be alright in the end."

"I'm not so sure about that, Ser Fafnir," said Shireen.


Back on the beach, the rest of the Queensguard and Jon gathered to witness Varys's trial. Dany looked entirely disheveled. Her hair was wild and unbound, and dark circles were under her eyes.

"Dany," Tohru whispered, "we must discuss your health."

"I am perfectly fine, Tohru," said Dany. "Better than I've ever been."

"You don't look...or sound," Tohru started, but a sharp glance from Dany caused her to stop. "Yes, my Queen."

"Lord Varys," Dany began, "for the crime of treason against your Queen, I sentence you to death by dragonfire."

"Perhaps, Dany," Tohru whispered, but there was no finishing her statement. Drogon reared back his head, and the embers were visible down his throat.

"Dracar-"

...and Varys fell, face forward, an arrow in his back.

Dany put up her hand to halt her son. Everyone followed the path of the arrow, back to Fafnir. The faint glow of a portal shimmered for a moment behind him and disappeared. "Look, Jon," said Fafnir. "I got the timing right."

Jon simply stared with eyes that asked, "What are you doing?"

"Come with me," Fafnir pleaded.

"Fafnir," Jon said, shaking his head no.

"Very well," said Fafnir. "Then this is goodbye. I wish you all the best, truly. Especially you, Queen Daenerys."

"Fafnir, I don't understand," said Dany. "Why?"

"Long live the Queen," Fafnir said coldly, and he transformed into a dragon and disappeared into the black of night.