Across the Narrow Sea
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[It was a day she and her brother had talked about since she had been old enough to learn words, though she had never been the one to sit on the throne in those stories. It was always he who ruled, though he would promise not to forget her in his kinder moments. The orphan life had twisted him, and now he lay dead. Many had died during her journey, both friend and foe. Some of those faces she will carry with her always, for reasons both good and bad.
But she is finally home. Some might find it a strange name for a place she knows mostly from books, but this has always been her home, at least in her heart. Her army had grown larger, her dragons more obedient, and with those things, she had grown unstoppable. When she had finally crossed the sea, Westeros was no match for her, and some didn't want to be. They had been so busy fighting one another that none were prepared for Dany.
The current rulers were jailed, but it's one cell that she decides to visit first. She has heard of all the Lannisters, of their riches and their glory, but one name rings in her mind more clearly than the rest: Jamie. The door opens in the otherwise dark cell, and Dany stands on the other side, a guard waiting just behind her. He's chained, unable to move, and so she walks in without fear. The silver-haired woman is much smaller than the previous rulers, all of which had been male, but her physical strength hadn't been what gained her loyalty.]
Kingslayer. [That is her first word to the man that had killed her father and thus ruined her life until she had been strong enough to take it back.] That's quite the strong title for a traitor. Does Westeros often give such titles to men who stab those they're sworn to protect in the back?
But she is finally home. Some might find it a strange name for a place she knows mostly from books, but this has always been her home, at least in her heart. Her army had grown larger, her dragons more obedient, and with those things, she had grown unstoppable. When she had finally crossed the sea, Westeros was no match for her, and some didn't want to be. They had been so busy fighting one another that none were prepared for Dany.
The current rulers were jailed, but it's one cell that she decides to visit first. She has heard of all the Lannisters, of their riches and their glory, but one name rings in her mind more clearly than the rest: Jamie. The door opens in the otherwise dark cell, and Dany stands on the other side, a guard waiting just behind her. He's chained, unable to move, and so she walks in without fear. The silver-haired woman is much smaller than the previous rulers, all of which had been male, but her physical strength hadn't been what gained her loyalty.]
Kingslayer. [That is her first word to the man that had killed her father and thus ruined her life until she had been strong enough to take it back.] That's quite the strong title for a traitor. Does Westeros often give such titles to men who stab those they're sworn to protect in the back?