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Author Note: I am sorry for the lack of updates. I need a much need break. I had writer block in all my stories. I had ideas but every time I tried to string them together it did not seem right. Let me know what you think. There is a question at the end.
Daeny found Prince Oberyn in the gardens of King's landing it was late in the day. He was writing a poem. He looked up as Daeny came into his view. They had a deep understanding of each other. There was an attraction there but they both knew they would never marry. Daeny was dressed in a grey-blue gown. It had deep v-neckline. It had long sleeves that were close to her arms. It had a silver dragon pendant hanging in the valley of her breast. The sleeves had silver bracers that looked like dragon scales. It flowed to the ground in a water-like motion. It was made from fine silk in many layers sewn together to give opaqueness to the fabric. Her hair was braid back intricate braids that left her hair half up and half down.
"Princess Daenerys" Prince Oberyn greeted.
"Prince Oberyn," Daeny greeted back.
Prince Oberyn got up from his seat he picked a blood red rose to present it to Daeny. She took the flower bringing it to her nose. She gave him a small smile. He moved closer to her still. He knew in his gut that there would never be more than lust between them. But that had never stopped him before why should it now.
"The gardens have such beauty in them. Even more so with you in them," Prince Oberyn flirted with her.
"Thank you I'm not sure how your paramour would like that comment," Daeny laughed.
"Ellaria is not blind you are a very beautiful woman; sensual but still with a grace of a queen. You grew up in Essos no?" Prince Oberyn asked.
"Yes," Daeny asked unsure where he was going with this.
"You were married before," Prince Oberyn asked.
"Yes to Khal Drogo," Daeny answered.
Daeny stared out on the sea. That now separated her from his homeland. She could remember every detail of their time together and her visions in the house of undying. See him with their child that also died in her wanting him back. Prince Oberyn studied her. He had her just where he wanted her.
"You love him still; to lose one that we love so much is hard. I loved my sister Elia so much that I named one of my daughters after her. She is the most difficult of them," Prince laughed at the end of his statement.
"Because you compare her to her. I named Drogon after Drogo. He is the hardest to control out my three. I know he loves me but …" Daeny trailed off.
"He tests your power over him. We have much in common you and I. You do not see sex as an act of marriage as your sister; Queen Raenera does as does her husband King Robb. Rather you see it what it truly is an expression of passion. You have a just passionate fire in you. It's a shame to keep it locked inside," Prince Oberyn told her.
He took both of her hand pulling her nearly completely to his chest. Her hand out of instinct went around to his arms to keep her from falling. Her heart was racing. She could feel his proof of his desire for her pressed up against her core. She looked down moving her hands to his chest. She put space between them as she looked up at him.
"I refuse to compete with your paramour," Daeny said like a true queen.
"There is no competition. All I ask is for one night be the dragon you were born to be. Your brother did the same thing with he ran off leaving my sister for Lyanna. He let his passionate fire rule him. I'm asking you to let the fire show. Let me show you the way of Dornish men, before sworn yourself another man for life," Oberyn pleaded.
Daeny looked into Oberyn's eyes. He knew deep in his gut that nothing would come from this. But at least he could tell his brother he had tried. She considered what he was saying to her. She looked around the gardens. She saw no one around and what Rae did not know would not hurt her. She has had sex multiple times since she lost her son and witch told she would never have any more children. So what did she have to lose? She pressed her lips to him. Soon they were lost in a passionate kiss.
Raenera stood in the center of dragon pit. The dragons above her as her eyes lingered on them. Rhaenys was on the ground standing near her mother. She was so close to Rae that Rhaenys and blend together into one. Rae gown was the same royal purple gown. It had high neckline collar the looked dragon scales. It had keyhole opening with three headed dragons hanging in the valley of her breast. The sleeves were seeing through close to her arms. The satin fabric of the skirt fell to the ground it dancing with each step she took. Ser Barristan Selmy stood at the entrance of the pit. He was watching in awe. Rae was more at ease with the wildness of dragons. She did not try to tame them but they seemed to love her and would never harm her. Selaera landed need her mother. They stared down each other before Rae petting Selaera nose. The wind blew her hair across her face. Her hair was down only the crown was held in place with two small braids that went down the center of back. She smiled at Selaera as Drogon landed near her. They stared at each other. Rae moved forward until she stood in front of Drogon. She stuck her hand out to touch him. He moved his face into her hand. She smiled let herself bond with Drogon. She knew she would never be able to ride him. But if he trusted her enough he would defend her like Selaera did.
Tyrion was walking back with Ned from the Great Sept. They had the High Septon answered to Lord Edmure problem. They were talking as they walked.
"So what made my son name you as their hand?" Ned asked.
"Your son our King Robb did not name me as his hand. Your good daughter and our Queen Raenera did. She did so when she was pregnant with the triplets. She knew I know the game as she does. I admit I am quite good at it. He was still learning the game she needed him to always have an advisor on how to win the game," Tyrion explained.
Ned looked at Tyrion. He could tell that Tyrion was telling him the truth. Tyrion looked up at him. Ned thought about the Robb he left in charge of Winterfell when he came here to be Robert's Hand. He was naïve in how the game was played. One side of him was happy that he did not know the game. But once he entered the war of five kings he was glad he had someone that knew how to play the game. It made wonder why Rae entered the fray for the crown.
"For once I'm glad that she had the sight to make you their hand. Tell me what made her enter the great game?" Ned asked.
"From what I gather it was your son. She grew to care about him maybe even by than love him. He was losing control. And she I guess could see his head on a spike if he made one wrong step. So she drew attention to herself. She made herself a bigger threat to Cersei and Joffery's power. I will never forget the day the small council received a letter from one of Varys spies that were sent to Targaryen loyalist. Cersei temper flew off the rails. I knew from that moment she was special," Tyrion said.
Tyrion and Ned fell back into silence as they walked. Tyrion looked down toward flea bottom. He noticed the icy blonde hair that he only saw on Daenerys. It was down completely in loose wavy nature. The gown that she was wearing left very little to the imagination. It was cream color silk that was nearly see through. Tyrion stopped and stared at the woman.
"What is it?" Ned asked when he noticed Tyrion stopped.
"What is Princess Daenerys doing alone in Flea Bottom dressed like that?" Tyrion asked.
"I do not know?" Ned answered.
"You go back to the keep, give Robb the High Septon answer. I'll see to Princess Daenerys," Tyrion said.
Tyrion headed down the same way Daeny walked. Once he closer to her he noticed that she was dressed in a very provocative gown similar to what whore wore in brothels.
"Daenerys, your highness may I ask?" Tyrion started.
The woman turned her icy silver blonde hair fell around her heart-shaped face. Her body was lither but still hade womanly curves than Daeny or Rae had. Her face was similar to the two but it was clear that she was not either of them. Her eyes were violet pools. She had a fearless smile on her face. Around her neck was a golden chain that held a pendant that was hiding between the valley of breasts.
"Who is this Daenerys you speak of. You mean the Dragon Queen. Awe Yes I do look like her don't I. I'm new here. My name is Daenessa but people call me Daena and you are" Daena said with her heavy braavosi accent.
"Tyrion Lannister, Lady Daena" Tyrion told her taking her hand kissing the top of it.
"I'm no lady many would call me a whore," Daena said.
Tyrion just stared at the beauty in front of him for a moment. Something about her stuck him more so than other ladies that he thought would be a better match him. She reminded him of his first wife.
Robb came to the pit. He was followed by Lord Jaime and another newly appointed kingsgaurd. They stopped watching the mass of dragon flesh moving in the center of it was Queen Raenera.
"Ser Barristan," Robb greeted.
"Your Grace," Ser Barristan said and bowed slightly to him.
"How is she?" Robb asked.
"Distant, she seems most at home with them. It like she preparing for something that she doesn't want to face. I have seen this in her one other time; when she was coming to terms with who she really was. Mind you I did not know that at the time, but now it clear that was what she really dealing with," Ser Barristan said.
Robb sighed looked over to where the dragons were dancing around her. He looked around him to the guards then back at her. He needed to be alone with her. She knew she trusted most these men with her life but it was not the same as trusting someone fully. The bond between them was built on complete trust at least on his part. He still wondered what all she was hiding from him. He knew she could easily with her knowledge of the game.
"I'll see to her, leave us," Robb ordered.
"Your Grace," Lord Jaime said bowing to him.
Most everyone left them. Ser Barristan stood still. He looked at Robb. And Robb looked at him. There was respect for each other in their eyes. Robb knew that he made his vows for life and took them very seriously. He liked about Ser Barristan.
"Your Grace," Ser Barristan questioned.
"Ser Barristan I need to be alone with her. No one will hurt us here. The dragons would kill them before they ever got close enough," Robb explained.
"They are protective of her. They are gentle with her," Ser Barristan observed.
"We are all protective of her. We know how special she is," Robb told him with love clear in his voice.
"I'm glad she found love you. It haunted my sleep when she left with your sisters. Once I knew the truth of who she was. Part of me told me I should have left with her the other knew…" Ser Barristan told him.
"She knew the risk," Robb told him not know if she really knew or not.
Ser Barristan nodded walking away leaving Robb alone with Rae and the dragons. He started to walk towards the dancing dragons. He noted near her was the two dragon eggs that they had found in a basket. What was she doing out here with them? He paused for a moment. Rhaenys notice him turning to look at him. It alerted Rae to his presence. She turned and looked at him with a loving smile.
"Hello my love," Rae greeted.
"Sweetheart, what are doing out here," Robb asked.
"Seeking solace," Rae muttered.
"From what?" Robb asked.
Rae did not answer his question she bent to pick up the basket. She moved forward linking arms with him. He looked down at her tell her with his eyes that she was not getting away with not answering.
"So how did the court go," Rae asked.
"Well as expected love. My Uncle has requested an annulment from his marriage from Lady Margaery," Robb told her.
"That would make young Garth a bastard," Rae said.
"He has requested that Garth remains his sole heir and maintains the last name of Tully,"
"And what did you say to that," Rae asked.
"I agreed that Garth remaining his heir and holds they last name Tully. Garth would only be replaced by a child from a legitimate marriage. I sent father and Lord Tyrion to talk with the Septon about other matter," Robb told her.
"But if it was up to you, you would grant it," Rae said knowing her husband.
"You know me so well," Robb said pulling her completely in his arms. He leaned down capturing her lips in his own. They stayed kissing for a long moment. They pulled apart. Robb brought up their join hands kissing the top of Rae's hand. They locked eyes. "And I know you so what troubling you," Robb asked not letting her get away with not telling him.
Rae closed her eyes for a moment. The words echoed in her mind. She shook her head in denial. Robb caught her chin.
"You can tell me," Robb told her.
"Three will rise one will fall," Rae muttered.
"What" Robb questioned.
"That is what I heard in the flames. I have not had any more vision since then. I'm trying to come to terms with my own death," Rae told him.
"You are not going to die," Robb argued.
"One of us will, if it not me than it will be Jon or Daeny. And I'm with child Robb and no two pregnancies are the same. Child birthing can be deadly," Rae told him.
Robb pulled her close to him. They both were taking comfort in each other arms. Neither of wanted what it meant. Robb silently made a vow that she would not die if he had anything to say about it. Vision did not always come true and he was damn sure that this one would not come true. The weight that weighed on Rae's chest was now off.
What do you think of Daenessa/Daena? Who do you think she is really?