Daenerys smiles as she stood before the mirror, running her fingers through her pale silver hair.The battleplan is ready, all men well prepared to clash swords with their foe. Bran stark's comment on the Targaryens pleased her, as well as gave her confidence about her win. Clearly, he did mean her.
It was almost evening, the pale sun setting behind the snow clad mountains. Winterfell is truly magnificent, she thinks.The moon starts becoming more luminiscent, as the sky changes colour into a blue colour of indigo.
The moon of my life.
Daenerys stands still, not breathing. Why did she think of that all of a sudden ? True, Drogo has never left her mind. She loved him so much that he had become a part of her, like an organ. Her vision started blurring, and she found herself sitting at the edge of the bed, clutching the straw mattress under her small palms. Damn all, she whispered. Damn all who took away him from me.
Those who took part in his death are not alive now, she reminded herself to calm her.Drogo slew Ogo with his bare hands, and the fire slew Mirri Maz Duur. But after all these years, something stirs inside her heart.
One more. One more must be slain. But who ?
Answers will come for you, Breaker of Chains, Bran Stark's voice is heard inside her head.
She quickly dresses up, and walk towards the other tower to meet the Three Eyed Raven.
(how is it by far ? building it up for the protagonists arrival is tiring, yet it keeps the suspense fresh. please keep on reading. comment your thoughts and please vote if you liked it !!)
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The Sapphire Dragon
FantasyBrienne of Tarth, the wielder of oathkeeper, has a sister nobody knows of. Andrea of tarth, unlike her sister, has honey skin, big eyes and lustrous black hair. The people of Tarth addresses her as the orphan princess, a receiver of pity put forward...
