Once they reached the river, Brienne got off her horse, before sending it in the direction of the Stark camp, knowing that the horse knew it's way back home. Visenya dismounted Rhaenys and looked upon her sadly.
"Bisa iksis skoriot vestrasi geros ilas, ñuha jorrāelagon. Urnēbagon toliot Rōb se Katlīn. (This is where we say goodbye, my love. Watch over Robb and Catelyn.)" She spoke quietly and sadly to the horse. Rhaenys nuzzled Visenya before turning around and heading back to the Stark camp.
As Brienne got Jaime off his horse, Visenya knelt down to scratch behind Maegor's ears, as the wolf, had been nothing but an angel sent from the gods, obeying her every move. It was during this time, that she noticed Aegonar and Sunspear, circling above. However, from this angle, it looked like a bunch of wild crows circling their prey...not two dragons.
"Damn." Jaime groaned once the bag was off his head. "You're much uglier in the daylight. What's your name? I'm Jaime Lannister of Casterly Rock, son of Tywin.
Brienne said nothing but rolled her eyes and pushed him forward.
"A captive knight has a right to know his captor's identity." He pressed on.
"Brienne of Tarth." Brienne groaned.
He frowned in deep thought. "Tarth, Tarth, Tarth. Crescent moons and starbursts. Lord Selwyn Tarth. Your father. Do you have any brothers and sisters, my lady? It's a long way to King's Landing. Might as well get to know one another."
Brienne sighed before glancing behind her to Visenya, who gestured for Aegonar and Sunspear to land. She smirked in amusement as they roared making Jaime stop in his tracks in confusion.
"What was that?" He asked with slight fear.
"Probably the crows." Brienne dismissed, knowing it was the two dragons.
Jaime shook his head, as Brienne pushed him forward, but both jumped as the cobalt/sapphire blue Aegonar, landed in front of them with a roar, making both of their eyes widen in fear and shock. It only made the matters worse, when Sunspear landed a few feet behind Aegonar, though different from her brother, Sunspear looked like she was ready to attack, whereas Aegonar was waiting for the next command.
Jaime began to shake with fear, as Sunspear got closer, as she pushed Aegonar out of the way.
"Umbās, Sunspear. Dohaerās. (Wait, Sunspear. Serve.)" Visenya commanded as she walked up to both dragons, making Sunspear back off, returning to her position behind Aegonar.
She placed a hand on Aegonar, but addressed Sunspear.
"Rȳbagon naejot ñuha udrāzma, sōvegon va nyke. (Obey my commands, fly near me.)" She commanded, solely addressing the golden she-dragon. In response, Sunspear let out a roar, before taking to the skies again, and Aegonar followed suit.
Visenya smiled as she watched her dragons fly ahead, knowing she'd have their protection. She then turned back to Jaime and Brienne.
"You're right, they do listen to your commands." Brienne said in amazement.
Visenya smiled. "Aegonar more so than Sunspear. For some reason her first reaction to everything is defend. She's rather protective of me."
Jaime smirked at Visenya. "And here I thought you'd come to carry out my death sentence."
Visenya's smile turned into a frown. "That can still happen."
"Oh don't tell me you're joining this little adventure as well." He began noticing the direwolf at her side. "Not the wolf too, you should hand me my death sentence now."
"Is he always like this?" Brienne asked as she pushed Jaime along.
"You get use to it after a while." Visenya explained from her position ahead of the two of them. "And you learn how to verbally combat it."
"And yet, I use to wonder why Robert betrothed me to you." Jaime admitted with sarcasm, knowing it would push Visenya's buttons. "Turns out he just wanted the feminine version of me, prepared if I died at the sword."
He smirked when he saw Visenya's head twitch slightly in annoyance, as she continued to walk. One hand placed on her bow that was around her body, and the other hanging loosely by her side.
"Tell me Princess." He began. "Have you known many men? Have you been with any? I suppose not, based upon how unbearable you are. Women? Horses? Ah-"
Brienne immediately shoved him to the ground as Visenya, crouched down behind a set of bushes, on the riverbank, noticing a canoe sitting on the bank nearby. Brienne looked down the river, while Visenya looked up the river, with slight concern of being seen.
"I didn't mean to give offense, Princess." He admitted. "Forgive me."
"Your crimes are past forgiveness, Kingslayer." Visenya sneered as she stood up from her crouching position.
"Why do you hate me so much?" He asked with honesty. "Have I ever harmed you? If anything I've given you answers."
"The Princess has every right to hate you." Brienne explained. "You've harmed others, those you were sword to protect, the weak, the innocent."
"Has anyone ever told you you're as boring as you are ugly?" He sarcastically replied.
Visenya, being extremely annoyed, crouched down and gave him a swift slap across the face.
"Shut up." She commanded before standing up.
He smirked at her and leaned over to Brienne as she helped him back up.
"I hope she does it again." He whispered with a smirk.
Brienne groaned. "You will not provoke me nor the Princess to anger."
"I already have." He admitted. "Look at you. You're ready to chop my head off. The Princess is ready to burn me to ash. Do you think either of you could? Do you think you both could beat me in a fair fight?"
"I've never seen you fight." She admitted as she watched Visenya pulling the canoe more onto the shore to allow for them all to easily get in.
"The answer is no." Jaime answered. "There are three men in the kingdoms who might have a chance against me. You're not one of them."
"All my life men like you have sneered at me." Brienne sternly replied. "And all my life I've been knocking men like you into the dust."
"If you're so confident, unlock my chains." Jaime taunted. "Let's see what happens."
"You wouldn't attack her." Visenya threatened from her position inside the canoe. "I'm the best archer in the North. And with two dragons at my disposal...I could have you shot down in an instant, and you wouldn't lay a hand on me."
"Take my chains off Princess, and we can go a few rounds." He smirked at her, making her eyes narrow in anger and frustration.
"Do you take her or I for an idiot?" Brienne asked in disbelief. "In!"
Jaime rolled his eyes before entering the canoe and sitting down. Brienne boards as well, and sits down at the stern. Visenya whistled for Maegor.
"Māzigon, maegor! (Come, Maegor!)" She called, and once the direwolf was inside the canoe, Brienne started to use the ore and move the canoe away from the shore.
"I took you for a fighter, a man Pardon." Jaime began adressing Brienne. "Woman of honor. Was I wrong? You're afraid."
"Maybe one day we'll find out, Kingslayer." Brienne sighed as she continued to paddle the canoe downstream.
Hours passed, and the group sat in silence. Occasionally, Visenya would glance up to see if her dragons were still flying ahead, in which they were. She was glad they were near her, as she felt safe with them around. And when she was not looking at the dragons, she was petting Maegor, or picking at her cuticles. She only stopped picking at her cuticles when blood was drawn. Eventually, the canoe was reaching the end of the river, and reached the shore.
Maegor was the first one out of the canoe, and Visenya smiled in amusement as he jumped out and ran ahead of the group. Visenya looked at the sky as she stepped out of the canoe, clutching onto her bow.
"You're a virgin, I take it, Princess?" Jaime asked making Visenya's eyes widen in shock as she whipped her head around.
Annoyed, Brienne pushed him forward, and Visenya shook her head in disbelief before turning her head back around.
"Walk." Brienne ordered.
"Childhood must have been awful for you, Princess." He continued, and by the tone in his voice Visenya could tell he was amused with her annoyance and anger. "Were you shunned by all of the boys because you were an outsider in Winterfell? They laughed at you, called you names? Some boys like a challenge. One or two must have tried to get inside The Princess of Dragonstone."
"One or two tried." Visenya admitted, getting a chill down her spine, remembering all the times the boys of Winterfell, who weren't Starks, try to rape her, when she was younger.
"Ah, but you fought them off." Jaime continued. "But maybe you wished one of them could overpower you, fling you down, tear off your clothes. But none of them were strong enough. I'm strong enough."
Visenya rolled her eyes. "Not interested."
"Of course you are." He sighed, making Visenya sigh. "You try and hide it, but deep down, you and I both know you'd love to know what it feels like to be a woman."
Just as Visenya was going to reply, she came to a stop in disbelief at the sight she saw before her. Hanging in the trees, were three women, all murdered. Visenya's eyes widened in horror at the sight she saw, bringing tears to her eyes.
"Ah. "They lay with lions." Tavern girls, I'd say. Probably served my father's soldiers. Maybe one of them gave up a kiss and a feel. That's how they earned this. The glorious work of the Northern freedom fighters." Jaime began before turning to address Brienne. "Must make you proud to serve the Starks."
"I don't serve the Starks." Brienne explained. "I serve Lady Catelyn and Princess Visenya."
"Tell yourself that tonight when they swing in your dreams." Jaime taunted, before Brienne roughly shoved him up against a tree and began to tie him to it.
"What are you doing?" He asked in confusion.
"Burying them." Brienne admitted.
"I'll help you." Visenya interjected. "They deserve some sort of decency."
"We shouldn't stay here." Jaime began. "We should get back on the river."
Visenya smirked as she walked closer to Jaime. "I think these women would understand if we didn't care what you think."
That's when Brienne picked her head up, as she heard voices, but she wasn't the only one. Visenya and Jaime heard it as well.
"Untie me. Now!" Jaime said nervously, and Brienne quickly untied him from the tree, but still kept his shackles on, while Visenya pulled her emerald green cloak's hood up, to cover her blonde hair.
That's when the three men approached, all three had swords.
"So unless it got stuck up your ass on its way to your cunt, it stands to reason that it's gone." One man explained before noticing Jaime and Brienne. "Whoa. What's your business here?"
"Transporting a prisoner."Brienne spoke making all three men laugh hysterically.
"You're a woman. A woman!" One of them said in amusement.
"Well fuck me!" Another one said.
"If you've quite finished up-"Brienne began but the men continued to laugh harder.
"All right, we'll be going." Visenya explained but got stopped by one of the men, who grabbed her wrist.
"And who are you?" He asked, pulling back her hood, and taking in her beauty. "Quite the beauty, you are...exotic almost, like a rare flower. The Rarest of Them All."
Visenya looked the man up and down in defiance, and out of the corner of her eye, she could see Jaime's blood boiling, but Brienne looking ready to attack.
"We best be going." Brienne explained, ushering Jaime along.
"Whoa. Whoa!" The man who stopped Visenya said. "Who do you fight for?"
"The Starks." Visenya admitted allowing for the man to release the grip he had on her wrist.
"What did he do?" Another one asked.
"Apparently eating is now a crime. Who knew?" Jaime explained with a smirk.
"No, stealing is a crime." Brienne replied.
"But it's not a crime to starve." Jaime continued. "That's justice for you."
"Where are you taking him?"
"To Riverrun." Visenya answered, glancing up to see Aegonar and Sunspear circling ahead.
"Why Riverrun?" One of the men asked.
"Steal from the Tullys, it's their dungeons you rot in." Brienne explained
"Why not kill him?"
"For stealing a pig?" Jaime frowned.
"I don't give orders. He must be important to someone." Brienne continued.
"Sending him with you?" The man who grabbed Visenya asked. "How important could he be?"
Brienne shared a look with Visenya, but neither said nothing, hoping to not blow their cover.
"All right, have it your way, my ladies." The man continued.
One of the other men moved closer to Jaime in suspicion.
"Do I know you?" He asked.
"Have you been to Ashemark?" Jaime sarcastically asked.
The man shook his head. "No."
"Then you don't know me."
"Do you ever go to the river market at Salt Rock?" The man asked.
Jaime frowned. "Is it near Ashemark?"
"No."
"I've never been there." Jaime shook his head, as they started to walk away.
"What do you think of these beauties?" The man who grabbed Visenya asked.
They all turned their heads around.
"I hope you gave them quick deaths." Visenya admitted.
"Two of them, we did."
That's when the second man realized. "Wait, I do know you. That's Jaime Lannister."
"I wish someone had told me." Jaime tried to play off. "I wouldn't have had to steal that pig."
"If this is the Kingslayer, I think we'd know about it." Brienne explained.
"How do you know what the Kingslayer looks like?" Than man who grabbed Visenya asked.
"I was at Whispering Wood." He explained making Visenya's eyes widen. "They dragged him out of the woods, and threw him down before the King...and the Queen of Dragons."
The man then looked to Visenya. "You look like her."
"He's not the Kingslayer." Brienne began. "Sorry to disappoint you. If he was, I'd only be traveling his head. And if she was the Queen of Dragons, she'd have two dragons with her, by her side."
All three of them then tried to turn around, and move along before the men stopped them again.
"I have a question for all three of you. And I want you to answer it at the same time. I count to three, you both answer. What's his name? One. Two. Three."
"Ninkiot!" Visenya shouted, making Brienne and Jaime frown.
It was only when a dark shadow was cast over head, could they tell what she had said. They, along with Maegor, took steps away, knowing what was going to happen. The men frowned in confusion, before jumping in fear at the two dragons landing on the ground, surrounding them.
Both men's eyes widened in horror and shock as Visenya calmly stepped forward.
"You're right." She smirked. "I am the Queen of Dragons."
Both men gripped onto their swords, with their eyes widened, ready to attack both dragons, but Visenya said the word, that none of them were prepared for.
"Dracarys."
That's when both Aegonar and Sunspear opened their mouths, allowing for dragonfire to come out of their mouths. Brienne and Jaime looked at the blonde in disbelief at how well she controlled her dragons.
Visenya calmly watched, as the two men let out screams of pain, before they disintegrated to dust before her very eyes. In the back of her mind, she might've went a little extreme, but in the back of her mind, she also knew that if word didn't get out that they were headed to King's Landing, the better they'd be.
Eventually, once the embers died down, Visenya turned back around to face Jaime, Brienne, and Maegor.
"Those were Stark men." Jaime admitted.
"And they were prepared to kill us." She explained. "If word got out that we are headed to King's Landing, we'd be ambushed in minutes."
Brienne nodded. "Agreed, and no matter if we encounter Stark men, we are to take you to King's Landing, and that's what we're going to do."
Brienne then cut the rope that held the three women, allowing for the corpses, to fall to the ground. Visenya watched as Brienne burried the bodies, with a hint of regret burning the bodies.
"You control them rather well." Jaime admitted, looking up to watch them fly overhead.
"Sometimes I wonder if I do." She admitted.
"You do, Visenya." He continued. "You really are, The Queen of Dragons."
She shook her head. "I don't want to be a Queen...I want what's right, and if that's what it takes for me to be a Queen, then so be it."
A/N:
As always, let me know if you have any questions, comments, or concerns.