Jon

The Mad Queen imprisoned Tyrion Lannister in a dungeon, where he awaited execution. Even though he was my enemy, I had a lot of positive emotions towards him. I thought Tyrion was a very wise man, even though he was unable to influence Daenerys. His loss will be felt deeply, but of course, Dany will not back down. I talked to him for a while and left the cell. He once again convinced me that I was a fool who had been lost in love and mentioned his marriage to a whore. However, Tyrion didn't fully understand me, it wasn't just about my love for her, but about the fact that after the death of many lords, I didn't see a better candidate for a ruler than Daenerys.

"I'll keep an eye on you, Snow," Gray Worm said contemptuously. I knew perfectly well that I was being watched and that absolutely no one here trusted me, probably not even Daenerys herself. Perhaps she didn't mean to tell me to my face that I was a potential traitor in her eyes. However, I wasn't afraid of anything because I had nothing on my conscience.

I felt that I had lived to see the twilight of times. During my lifetime, there were breakthrough moments in Westeros, and I was subjected to numerous tests that only strengthened my character. I didn't want to sit on a stool and manage the North, I had higher and more interesting goals, and after I saved our civilization from the White Walkers, I wasn't going to back down from a similar attempt. I walked out in front of the Red Keep, with the Dothraki and Unsullied Army positioned in front of it. The crowd cheered happily as Daenerys spoke loudly to them, I didn't have time to hear all the words, but I realized that she had mentioned something about liberation again. I felt depressed seeing that it was not a temporary temptation but a real plan. However, I decided to talk to her about it later. Her people adored her, which was a great honor for her, but the crowds of savage Dothraki and Unsullied were often far from sane. Many of them only wanted to plunder and fight, and that was not what was needed now. Daenerys, however, turned to me and noticed me. She smiled slightly and held out her hand to me, obviously expecting me to approach, and so I did.

Daenerys.

Jon stood next to me smiling, holding my hand. Before us stood thousands of warriors ready to follow my idea. I wanted to conquer further areas with them. My goal was to free people from the rule of lords. I wanted to give them autonomy and the opportunity to live at a similar level to the rest. I knew what my advisors thought, but I didn't need them. I knew that when you disrupt generally accepted norms, you have to be very brave. This may have shocked some people, but not me. I have been prepared for this moment since I was a child. I have been wandering since I was a child and my life has been a fight for freedom. Now that I have liberated so many in Essos, it is time for Westeros. I sensed that Jon was not ready for such a change, I saw that he was afraid of the consequences for us and for himself. He would certainly prefer it if I just sat on the throne and started ruling according to traditional, proven methods. But what I learned in Essos was a path to creating something better. It wasn't about breaking tradition, it was primarily about creating something better. I looked at Gray Worm from afar and he smiled at me. He has never smiled since Missandei's death, and I still blame myself for not being able to save her.

I didn't know how to define exactly who the people I came with meant to me. I would describe them as my chosen ones, I loved them and they chose me. These people needed a higher purpose and a fighting spirit to guide them. Westeros had become accustomed to manipulation and scheming by the king's advisors because there was no love between them and their leaders. They all wanted power, because only the king, whose slaves they were, had real power. I represented a different attitude - I did not manage people but led them. What united us was not fear, but trust. We walked through the cities with a common goal, a common plan, we were one. This is something the people of Westeros have to get used to: they have to abolish slavery to function well as a civilization. I knew what some people thought about me. I looked at Jon. He had it in his eyes. "Mad Queen" - it's a sad term but I knew Jon was right, but I couldn't help but burn this damn city. When I saw everything that had happened here - the Lannister armies and the scared people who would bow to anyone who raised their flag, I didn't want to rule these people. I wanted a new kingdom based on mutual trust and faith in me as queen. I heard Jon's thoughts, they were sad, but he still felt sorry for those people who died during the siege. I never said I didn't regret them, but sometimes free choice is just an illusion.

When I saw this place my heart broke. In this place, they murdered my family and destroyed the property that the Targaryens had built over the years. This is where those who betrayed me and spied on me were raised. It was a breeding ground for betrayals, a pit of snakes, and a place where dreams turned to ash. Dreams of a better world that Varys and Tyrion stoked in me to then want to kill me. When the city burned down, I felt like those memories went with it. Only the Unsullied and the Dothraki remained among the ashes. The one who never cheats. Faithful and brave. True and dedicated. There was also Jon Snow, but who was Jon really? He was a brave warrior who fought many battles and was prepared for anything. Jon, however, was modest and did not even want to be King in the North. I didn't understand why. The North owed him much, but Jon rejected the crown. Was he modest enough or did he have completely different ambitions? Jon is a mystery to me, I still didn't know what he wanted. He smiled at me lovingly. In this case, he shifted me to only positive thoughts about him. "I love you Aegon Targaryen, perhaps this family tradition is like a curse" - I kissed him on the cheek. My soldiers started cheering, now they have a new king. Jon was to be my king, my equal.

I know he will never leave me, I can see it in his eyes. I want him to stand at my right hand and help me win. I can't imagine a better warrior around me than the man who defended Westeros.

-You are too generous, my lady-he commented, looking straight into my eyes.

-I promised to support you, but I can't leave my family, I can't let go of my responsibilities- Jon seemed concerned that changes came. He was an excellent warrior but was brought up with traditional rules, but that was time for a revolution.

-We're going to the North, Jon. I want to free those people from the rule of rich lords- I said, delighted as if I was presenting the best project of my life. Jon didn't even have time to say anything before I turned to my army.

-Here your Queen stands before you, I promised you victory from the beginning, we have reached the capital where we stand now- I looked at the city.

-This city has no more lords just like there are no more lords in Essos- I listed excitedly.

-Now we go on nailing to the cross everyone who deprives others of their freedom- I shouted.

I saw the army cheering and chanting my name. I remembered that day in Meeren when I was carried in their arms. I knew that people loved me because few rulers were able to bring so much good to humanity. Maybe I will die on this path to freedom, but I know that the idea will remain and that people will continue to fight after my death.

I know why I fit in with all these people from Essos. When you fight all your life to survive to return home, you are not afraid of losing your belongings, and your safety, and what's more, you are not afraid of death. Death never exists for a true warrior, it is only a barrier for those who are afraid of losing something. I had nothing to lose, I know that even if I die, people will continue my work. I am the only rightful ruler of the continent. I am the sole rightful heir of the Targaryens, and the world lies at my feet. Now we will paint it again, however we want. Pulled from my thoughts, I heard Jon's voice. He raised an eyebrow and said with his cool common sense.

-The laws are different in this world, Daenerys- he touched my forehead as the crowd looked at us.

I smiled and stroked his hair. I didn't say anything. From a distance, I could hear the wings of my dragon child, who was squealing adorably when she saw me from a distance. This is the same dragon that helped me defeat this cursed city. He came flapping his wings over the army and whined at me as if he hadn't seen me in a thousand years. He spread his wings in the air and flew over us and then over the army again, shaking his wings from the dust that lingered in the clouds.

-Now we are the ones who make the new law-.

I said to him, and in his eyes, I saw the same thing as the first time. I was sure he would join.