How dare they!? I know only one queen! The queen in the east who's name is Targaryen! It is character assassination of the highest order!Fanfiction is the only salvation now.I considered making them bald from the fire but I decided against it. I'll also make them completely fire proof like the show.
Chapter 14: The Red Waste
The comet illuminated the night sky above. Daemon and Daenerys rode at the head of the khalasar as Khal and Khaleesi. None walked, all were either mounted on a stallion or elephant or sat in wagons. All the camels only carried supplies, they needed less water and could cover better distance.
They've been moving south for days. South is where the red comet originated from. They rode during the night and set up camp during the day. The comet could still be seen even in the blue sky. The older Dothraki saw th comet as a bas omen but Daenerys argues it appeared when they lit Drogo and Rhaego's pyre and when they hatched their dragons.
Doreah tried to explain to them that only the desolate red lands lie south. Daemon argued that they needed to avoid all khalasars to preserve their numbers for when they cross the Narrow Sea.
Daemon asked Jorah what was south of the Red Waste and the knight answered, Qarth. The old bear said that no army has ever broken through the great triple walls of Qarth one taller than the last. He also informed of the garden of bones that surrounded the walls.
"Sometimes I wonder weather or not we should turn back." Daemon mumbled, "The last of the pools were yesterday."
"We shouldn't second guess ourselves. Look at them." Dany said nodding back to the khalasar, "You must be their strength."
Daemon gave her a greatful smile, "As you are mine."
They both adorned their own hrakkar cloaks. The teeth scraped against their foreheads. Their cloaks appeare to be melted onto their silver and black. They had their dragons on their shoulders. Neither twin wanted the dragons too far. Daenerys had their black on hee shoulder while Daemon had their cream and green dragons.
They were such little things, small than cats. They were all tail, neck and wings. Their span was three times larger than their body. Whenever they extended the delecate fans their colors were noticible on the translucent skin.
Whenever they tried to feed them they would hiss so they cooked their meat intil it burnt black. Daenerys recalled that Viserys once recalled that dragons like man only eat cooked meat.
Daemon noticed the sky begin to turn into a dark blue, it is nearly dawn. He ordered the khalasar to stop and take camp. Their tent was built first. Soon the baren land was filled with a city of tents. The twins gathered in their tent with their handmaidens and bloodriders.
"Aegon's dragons were named for the god of Old Valyria." Dany told them while feeding their children burnt horse, "Visenya's dragon was Vhagar, Rhaenys had Meraxes, and Aegon rode Balerion, the Black Dread." Daemon shifted in his sleep at her side, "It is said that Vhagar's breath was so hot that it could melt a knights armor and cook the man inside, Maraxes could swallow horses hole, and Balerion..." She paused and looked down at her hatchlings, "Balerion's fire was as black as his scales, his wings so vast that whole towns were swollowes up in shadow when he flew overhead." Daemon slowly sat up as he awoke and kissed Dany's cheek, "His flames forged the iron throne, the throne made of the thousand blades of Aegon's enemies." She finished and Daemon reached down to their cream and gold hatchling who rubbed his head gingerly against his hand.
"Khaleesi." Aggo said, "There sits Balerion, come again." His unsteady gaze on their shiny black hatchling.
That assumption homd weight. Their shiny black is the largest if the three, even as eggs his was the largest, "It may be as you say, blood of my blood," she replies, "but he shall have a new name for his new life. Daemon and I agrees to name them for those who the gods have taken." She leaned down and strokes the green, "The green one shall be Rhaegal, for my valiant who died on the green banks of the Trident."
Daemon gently picked up the cream dragon and gingerly cradled him, "The cream and gold is called Viserion. Viserys was cruel, weak and broken but he was our brother all the same, he protected us. His dragon will do what he could not and retake the Iron Throne." Viserion curled its head into his fathers neck.
"And the black one?" Jorah asked.
"The black," She paused, "is Drogon. For our sun and stars."
When night fell they rode again, they rode for days. The last pool of water was scorching hot but they needed the water so they endured it. Jorah said they were nearly out of water and that even the camals will soon be in need of them. Daenerys reminded them that they've come to far to just turn back.
Daemon asked if there was anything beyond the Res Waste and Ser Jorah said there was a great city named Qarth. The old bear said that it has never been conquered or sacked and that the city holds thousands of ships.
"Perhaps with the all the jewels and gold we have we can buy ships." Dany suggested as they stopped to make camp.
"If they even let us past their gates." Daemon replied dismounting his horse. He wanted to be hopeful but he knew that people only care about themselves and letting a dothraki horde in their gates wouldn't be in their best interest.
They heard gallops of an approaching horse. They both walked ahead to see one of their outriders, Kano, riding towards them. "A city!" He cried, "A city pale as the moon and fair as a maid. Only an hour's ride."
"Maybe it's Qarth." Dany suggested and Daemon nodded.
"Break camp." He ordered and mounted his black and Dany mounted her silver, "We ride now."
They rode towards where Kano pointed them. When they first saw it, it seemed like salvation. But once they passed the veil of the heat their salvation was a literal ruin. This was what used to be a city.
"The city is dead, Khal. Nameless and godless." Aggo stated as they approached the broken gates.
Jhiqui shuddered at the sight of the ruin, "When the gods are gone, the evil ghost feast by night. Some places are best shunned, it is know."
"It is known." Irri echoed.
The twins looked to each other. They looked to be having a silent conversation. "This ruin will provide us shade from the sun." Daemon said before he and Dany kicked their horses forward.
The city seemed to have been abandoned centries ago. Every bulding was pure white, so colorless. They passed heaps of rubble where houses once stood, and elsewhere they saw black scars of fire. They reached a circular center where six roads met. An empty pedestal stood at the center.
"Dothraki have been here before." Daenerys sad as the continued on their way, "The statue of their god is probably at Vaes Dothrak."
They broke camp before a ruined palace. They sent three reluctant men inside to scout for anything of use. The tent stood high a they waited for them. One of their men came back with handfuls of figs. They were withered thing but they were devoured all the same. They sent even more searches throughout the city and most came back with more figs.
Jhogo returned with fresh, cold water from a well. Daemon sent men with buckets so they can share the water equally amongst the khalasar. Dany sent more search parties for any more wells of water.
Thw twins entered the palace to find a hidden forests inside. The roof above had been destroyed letting the sunlight beam over the web of branches and leaves. Daemon let his monkey, Nibbles, climb the trees and grab the highes of the figs.
In the coolness of their tent they ate fruit and drank water. Their dragons feasted on blackened horse meat. Though Dany didn't believe much in gods he felt thankful none the less.
Jorah entered with a pouch, "I've brought you peaches, my king and queen."
"Peaches?" Dany sat up as the old knight kneeled down.
"Found them in a garden by the west wall." He states.
"We were lucky we found this place when we did, otherwise we would've begun to starve." Daemon said biting into the peach. It was so sweet he shuddered in releif.
"We should rest here for at least a fortnight, your grace, so the khalasar could regain its strength." Daemon nodded in agreement.
"They say there are ghosts here." Daenerys says biting into her own peach.
"There are ghosts everywhere." Jorah said gently, "We take them everywhere we go." He had a look of pain and grief.
"You've known our ghosts Ser Jorah." Dany stated.
'Viserys, Drogo and Rhaego.' Daemon thought.
"Tell us of yours." She finished.
Ser Jorah paused before he kneeled down before them. "Her name was Lynesse."
"Your wife?" The queen inquired.
"My second wife." The old bear clarified
They listened intently of Ser Jorah's home of Bear Island and how he lost his first wife from three miscarriages. He then told them of the Greyjoy Rebellion, how he charges through the breach at Pyke and how Robert Baratheon knighted him. Then of how the tourney at Lannisport where he met Lynesse of House Hightower, wore her favor, won and named her the queen of love and beauty and ultimately married her.
Their love was short-lived however. Bear Island had little to offer to Lynesse's lavish lifestyle. Jorah did everything to meet her taste and eventually sold poachers for gold. He fled to Lys with her and how she eventually abandoned him for a merchant prince named Tregar. She became his chief concubine whom the mans own wife even fears.
Daemon lost himself in his thoughts. What if they take the Iron Throne and find themselves unsatisfied? What if their birthright isn't their home? Would Dany leave if she wants to find a true home, even it means leaving him?
Soon Ser Jorah exited the tent allowing Daemon to speak. "What if that happens to us?"
She seemed confused, "What?"
He looked up to her identical eyes, "What if we take the Iron Throne and all of the Seven Kingdoms but-" He stopped as the words caught on his throat.
"But what?" She crawled to face him.
He swallowed down his bile, "What if it isn't our home?" He asked nervously.
Dany sighed before she cupped his cheek, "I can't give you an answer. I don't know how to give one but," She took his face in her hand, "I do know my home will have you and our children, my home will be where everyone is fat, drunk and never starving or suffer under oppression. And if we can't find it then we will make it but we will never be happy as long as the usurper lives. He will always send more knives and poisoners." They leaned forward to press their foreheads together and closed their eyes and took in a moment of silence.
Daemon broke the silence, "I will kill the usurper, and all of his dogs and we will take back the Iron Throne and the kingdoms our ancestors united. And if it isn't our home then will make it our home as king and queen." He leans in and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. Dany opens her eyes to see Daemon's eyes full of a fiery passion, "When our dragons are grown we will take back what was stolen from us and destroy those who've wronged us, we will lay waste to armies and burn cities to the ground. And if anyone dares get in our way, we will burn them first."
Daenerys pulled him into a fierce kiss. They ripped their garments away until they were bare for only each other to see. They sound of the crackle of the burning wood died down to make way for the sounds of moans, yelps and whimpering.
