A/N: I have had to make a ton of assumptions for this one. It is part of why I have taken a while to update. It gave me a headache and a dose of writer's block. I have assumed the dragon horn binds one dragon. I have assumed Dany can use it and I don't think that is a stretch. It burnt that guy when he blew it but Dany does not burn.

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Chapter 50: Daenerys

Dany stood upon the deck of the ship, watching her dragons closely. She was finally on her way home, finally on her way back to Westeros. The going was slow. They had little wind, what wind they did get tried to blow them off course and they had failed to cover much distance thus far. The dragons were impatient, flying ahead though their larger size made them easier to see now even from a distance. It made Dany nervous. She had managed to bind Drogon to her with the Dragon horn but Viserion and Rhaegal had become wilder in her absence from Meereen.

She still felt ill about how she was leaving the city. She had lost her way there, she knew that but she also knew that even after the battle for Meereen had been won, in leaving the city she doomed the people to a similar fate to Astapor. The city was not what it once had been. The dragons had laid waste to great parts of it during the battle. Dany's supporters had won but it had come with a cost.

I was not meant to be Queen of Meereen. I was meant to rule the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros.

She was not wanted in Meereen. She was meant for more than that. Her return to Vaes Dothrak had shown that. She had met with the Dosh Khaleen. They had knelt before her. She had united the Khalasar and now the Dothraki were going to help her take what was hers, even though they did hate the poison water.

A light breeze blew and she became aware of Ser Barristan Selmy's long white cloak lifting and fluttering with it. The knight was almost silent, his presence as unobtrusive as ever. She could see slight pity in his expression though she could also see he was trying to hide it. He knows I mourn Daario.

"Moqorro says a sacrifice will give us the wind we need to get us more quickly to Westeros"

Ser Barristan's expression quickly changed. Pity disappeared and disapproval replaced it.

"I will not do it" she hastened to add".

She saw relief flood his face. Dany did not quite know what to do about the red priest. She had a strange mix in her entourage now. Aside from Moqorro, there was Archmaester Marwyn who she was told did not really did not look like a maester at all. There was the Ironborn and then there were the dwarfs. Alongside that her Bear had returned.

Moqorro and the Mage did not get along. Victarion Greyjoy and Tyrion Lannister did not get along. Vicatarion also harboured some ill will towards Moqorro over some broken promise made to do with the dragon horn. Dany was sure at some point blood was going to be shed. The crawling pace they were making was not helping matters. Tensions were rising and Dany felt her own sense of urgency to get to Westeros, not just because she felt dry land might help in keeping the peace but also because of the tidings she had heard of Westeros.

"It cannot be him" she said resolutely.

Ser Barristan looked strained. He did not ask what she meant. This was not the first time they had this conversation.

"You still doubt?"

Ser Barristan sighed. "I did not see the body myself, Your Grace. Those who did could not look at it".

Dany knew why he looked strained. If it truly is Aegon, he is meant to be by his side not mine. They had heard little of the young man claiming to be Aegon Targaryen. Dany only knew that he had landed in Westeros and had begun the fight to claim the throne. Meereen was so far from Westeros though and news was old by the time they received it.

A deep frown crossed the knight's face and Dany heard footsteps. She did not need to guess who had joined them. She turned and saw Tyrion Lannister waddling along the deck, yawning widely before tilting his head as he looked at them with mismatched eyes.

"I'm sorry" he said, not sounding sorry at all. "Have I interrupted?"

"Not at all" Dany said sweetly.

Tyrion was far too clever. Dany always felt as though he was keeping things from her but her experience with the Harpy in Meereen had taught her that she needed somebody like him. It had taken her a while though to relent and she still did not trust him. The lack of trust had not been helped when he had been late to reveal that he had already met the supposed prince.

He is the son of one of the Usurper's dogs. Many had questioned her sanity when she did not have him killed on the spot, especially after he openly admitted to killing his own father and his nephew, the usurper Joffrey Baratheon. Ser Barristan deeply disapproved of Tyrion's presence and Victarion Greyjoy loathed him. Then again, Victarion Greyjoy liked few people.

She had managed to evade a marriage with the man. After her ill-fated marriage to Hizdahr she was not in a hurry to marry again. She would not marry again until she took her throne no matter how many suitors pursued her and she hoped to use that to delay them. She remembered Tyrion's description of this Aegon.

Bright, comely and rather keen to take his Auntie as his bride

It was quite possible that if the rebellion had not happened that she might have married Aegon. They were close in age and it was Targaryen tradition. She was confused though. She remembered what Quaithe had told her.

Kraken and dark flame, lion and griffin, the sun's son and the mummer's dragon. Trust none of them. Remember the Undying. Beware the perfumed seneschal.

The Kraken was Victarion, dark flame was Moqorro, the Lion was Tyrion. Lord Connington was the Griffin, Tyrion had told her he was with this Aegon. She could only assume he was the mummer's dragon but she did not know what that truly meant. The sun's son was Quentyn Martell and he had died without doing anything to betray her. If anything she was grateful to him. He had set Viserion and Rhaegal free. If he had not acted, Hizdahr might have succeeded in having them killed. If she was to listen to Quaithe, she was to trust none of these people. It made her head hurt trying to guess how each might turn on her or whether they were even untrustworthy at all.

They had set a course to sail from Meereen to the West coast of Westeros. It was a course none of them were familiar with but it would allow them to take the Lannisters and their supporters by surprise by coming on Westeros from the East. They had a large fleet of ships, comprising the Iron fleet and the ships taken from those supporting the Yunkai and the Volantene fleet who arrived after them. The journey would be long and they needed wind.

If it truly was her brother's son in Westeros, and she intended to determine if it was, she would do whatever was needed to help him. It would be so sweet to know she was not alone, that she was not the last Targaryen and she had not forgotten the prophecy. The dragon must have three heads.

Postscript: OK, so I know I have been vague on heaps of stuff but I chose to steer the safest course. I think it most likely Daario died or switched sides so even though it was tempting to keep him alive I have killed him. I have kept everybody else alive who I think should be. As mentioned earlier (at least I think I mentioned it), this is a bridging chapter of sorts. I will fill in a bit more detail in future Dany chapters.

We all know that for this story I'm assuming Aegon is the real deal. I'm not stupid, I know there is a good chance he is a fake and I will be sad if that is true. Because I've made him real in this, I will be interpreting mummer's dragon as a puppet of sorts though my Aegon has somewhat broken through that I think. I think Quaithe was working on info at a certain point in time and stuff changed after her message.