Chapter XXXV: The Mother of Dragons
When Dany saw Viserion and Drogon lying on the ground amidst the ashes that had once been the city of King's Landing, she realized with shame that this had all been her fault. The destruction, and the death of hundreds of her people. Her dragons losing control over themselves; had she spent more time with her children and tried to control them, perhaps she would have stopped this from happening. But now Dany could only look over what was supposed to be her castle and her throne. The Iron Throne which she had fought for and wanted for so long, had perished beneath dragon fire and nothing had remained. Not even a trace that this had been the capital of Westeros, the city she was to call hers. It was now nothing but ruins and Dany was only a queen of bones and smoke and death.
She brought Drogon down. The two others looked up and saw them. They flapped their gigantic wings and prepared to rise, and Dany saw Rhaegal look into her eyes and whine. But when she moved her eyes to look at Viserion, she saw a rage that she had never seen in any of them before. She looked closely, again, to make sure she was not imagining. But as long as he looked, she realized that Viserion's eyes were different than before. But it wasn't rage in them. No- not rage.
It was madness.
Rhaegal leapt up into the sky and moved around Drogon. Dany saw that his skin had been darkened by smoke, but Rhaegal no longer looked violent as he had been when Dany had last seen him. She reached out a hand, and smiled when he nuzzled his face against it affectionately . He looked tired and Dany's heart broke for him. That damned horn had hurt them: hurt them so much that they had failed to see sense and destroyed everything in their path.
Rhaegal flew in circles around her and Drogon, and Dany laughed for the first time in days. But as soon as she heard a growl, she looked down at the other dragon.
Viserion was breathing out flames and he looked like he did not appreciate their presence. Dany commanded Drogon to go down further to reach him, but before he could, Viserion leapt up in the sky and bared his teeth. Dany clutched Drogon harder as they moved in front of the him.
"I'm your mother," she told him, gently but loud enough so that he could hear it. She did not know how to make him listen, not when he was out of his senses in this way. Dany looked into his green eyes, meaning to make him remember, but Viserion seemed to have lost all control. He soared high above them once before approaching them with astounding speed. There were tears in Dany's eyes as Drogon moved to evade the attack and Dany made him fly higher. She would have to leave him. She had no choice. She could not take a mad dragon back to Dragonstone.
Her cheeks were stained as Rhaegal led the way and Drogon flew away from Viserion. Dany looked around to see him one last time, but as she did, she noticed that Viserion had managed to catch up to them.
"Rhaeg-"
The words died on her mouth as Viserion hit Drogon with the entire weight of his body and Drogon roared in fury. His black scales slipped through her fingers as he wildly moved from one side to another. Dany could not even hear her own scream over the roar of her dragons.
And then she fell.