Planning A First Strike Against The Lannister's

~~~(POV: Raenon Targaryen)~~~

~~~(Current Age: 15 Years)~~~

~~~(Location: Manse Courtyard, Astapor, Essos)~~~

~~~(Date: 299 AC)~~~

"Astapor is completely under our control. The Good Maesters and Slavers have all been executed per your orders."

Oberyn is sitting across from me with papers in his hand. Ellaria and Dany are with us. I'm the one with the privilege and honor to hold Alysanne while we have these talks. While talking about matters of war and death in front of my daughter could be considered wrong.

I think she takes after me in more regards than I'd like her to. She's calm, temperate, and intelligent. If I could, I'd name her my heir and have her rule after me. However, I don't want to repeat my family's history.

"The Unsullied, how have they adjusted?"

Dany's care for the former slave warriors is something that's brought great devotion to us. Witnessing me fight alongside them has inspired loyalty. Individually, Dany and I are powerful. When we're together, nothing in the world can stop us.

It's been 2 weeks since we liberated Astapor. The transition for everyone has been going smoothly. This is the first time Dany and I are ruling anything.

It's valuable experience we need. Taking Astapor has shown us battles on a large scale. Ruling Astapor has shown us we both still have much to learn.

"It's hard to say, Your Grace. The Unsullied are stoic and militant men. I can say none are going to leave your cause."

Oberyn is accurate in his evaluation. The reports we've been getting have been helpful. I don't see The Unsullied abandoning us. Not after we set them free. Anyone of them was and still is welcome to walk away, but not a single one did when Dany made her speech.

"I suppose the next step would be to talk about Yunkai and Meereen. Yunkai is one of the wealthiest cities in the world. Its gold and ships are valuable for the eventual invasion of Westeros."

The dornish accent of Ellaria takes the discussion to the next subject of our talks.

"That would be what to do next. But you saw the message we got from Varys. The Lannisters are planning to use The Faceless Men to assassinate us. Using Meereen and Yunkai to pick up the bills."

My Dragoness reminds us all of the ever-looming shadow. Varys has proven to be an invaluable informant and spy. I doubt we'd win The Iron Throne without his help.

I've been thinking about The Faceless Men. The threat of assassination hasn't affected me. However, when Varys informed us that Dany and Alysanne are targets too. I had never felt something like that before. Even thinking about it now is building the new feeling.

Wrath.

"RRRRHHHHAAAAA!!"

The courtyard we're in is spacious. Enough for all the dragons. Including Rhaenys and her ever-growing form. In response to my wrath, Rhaenys stands up and screams into the air. Breathing Black Dragon Fire.

A dragon's fire matches the color of its scales. I've always found Rhaenys Black Fire to be quite beautiful. I'd never say that to anyone other than Dany. People would think of me as if I were my father.

"Rae..."

Dany rests her hand on mine, and she directs her eyes at Alysanne for a split second. I turn to see my daughter, and she looks scared. Her eyes turn away from Rhaenys, and looks back at me. Starting to cry.

Vaelor reacts to the crying and scared wails of Aly. Letting out a roar of his own as a response. It takes me a second to calm Aly down, but after I do. Vaelor settles down.

Rhaenys is looking at me. As if trying to convince me of the idea going through my head.

"Is anything stopping me from taking Rhaenys and heading to Braavos and burning the city."

There are varying reactions from the three people at the table with me. I notice Rhaenys growing closer as the thoughts in my head continue. The ground lightly rumbles as she walks.

Oberyn and Ellaria have a similar reaction. A neutral face at first, only to grow into a grin a little later. Ellaria's grin starts to fall as the heavier the rumbles from Rhaenys footsteps become. My dragon continuing to make its way over.

The mother of my daughter and twin I shared our mother's womb with looks at me. Searching my eyes for an answer to the question I had just asked.

However, it is Oberyn who answers me.

"No, Your Grace. Nothing is stopping you. In fact, I think it's a brilliant plan. You'll be destroying a critical ally to The Lannisters and eliminating The Faceless Men in the process. It will also show the Lords of Westeros what could happen to them."

The feeling in me grows more. The desire to fly to Braavos and burn it. It doesn't take long before Rhaenys's shadow is over us all. She's looking down at me. Her violet eyes knowing what's in my heart. Ready to bring my will to life.

In this moment of Rhaenys and I sharing a gaze, I feel Dany's hand on my cheek, grabbing my attention. She gently turns my head to look at her.

"Would you burn tens of thousands of innocents..."

No. Not ordinarily.

"Wouldn't you if Alysanne's life depended on it?"

My counter to her question softens her a little. She stands up and brings the side of my head into her chest. Hugging me.

"I agree with Oberyn... It's a smart choice for our pursuit of The Iron Throne... Just remember, if you do this. It'll have repercussions across the lands... But no matter what you choose, I'll love you..."

She stops hugging me and takes Alysanne from me. Holding her in her arms and giving her attention before turning to me again.

"I adore every part of you, Rae. I love you."

She starts walking back to the Manse, and Unsullied soldiers are protecting her. Six of them, to be exact. When she's gone, I turn back to Rhaenys. She's there and at the sense of what I'm feeling. She lowers her body and gives me access to climb atop.

I stand up from my seat and make my way toward her. Before I start to climb, I turn back to Oberyn and Ellaria.

"I trust things will be handled in your care until I return, Oberyn. Protect my Dragoness and my daughter. That's why I'm doing what I'm about to do."

The trademark smile of Oberyn graces his features. He understands. Elia Martell is the reason. He'd be doing what I'm doing right now if he could.

Once I'm atop Rhaenys, I look toward the sky above.

"Sōvegon, Rhaenys!"

As I tell Rhaenys to fly, she launches off the ground and into the sky above. She changes direction according to where I wish to go. I know exactly how to get to Braavos.

"īlon're pryjagon naejot pryjagon Braavos!"

I yell out to Rhaenys about how we will destroy Braavos.

"SCCRRRRRAAAAHHH!!!"

She lets out a mighty roar and blows Black Dragon Fire in celebration. They say a dragon and rider share a bond more powerful than anything in the world. Even able to feel the emotions and wills of each other.

When Aegon rode Balerion, the dragon became a war machine. When Jaehaerys rode Vermithor, it was a dragon of calmness and peace. Like its rider. Dragons are what their riders need them to be. What they want them to be.

The same could be said for Ceraxes and Daemon. Visenya and Vhagar.

Rhaenys is what I need her to be.

The shield for my family and the weapon against my enemies.

~~~(POV: Ellaria Sand)~~~

~~~(Current Age: 38 Years)~~~

~~~(Location: Targaryen Manse, Astapor, Essos)~~~

~~~(Date: 299 AC)~~~

The soft knock on Daenerys's door is quickly answered by Jorah Mormont. He opens the door and looks down at me. It's hard to tell what the man thinks most of the time. His face hardly changes.

"Queen Daenerys is currently busy."

Before I can respond, Dany comes out from a corner, and I can see the red in her eyes from here. She's been crying. She has Ser Mormont let me in, and we sit on the balcony. Alysanne is asleep in the room behind us.

"How are you handling it?"

Daenerys and I have become good friends over the last couple of months. She and Raenon have a relationship anyone hardly sees. I'm not talking about incest, either. The love they have. It's rare.

She's tearing up again, and I move my seat closer and wrap her in a hug. The girl is less than half my age. But she's already a Queen in the eyes of many. A mother to a Princess, not to mention pregnant with another on the way.

Her brother and King is on his way to do something that hasn't been seen since The Conquest of Aegon.

"Do you think I did the right thing..."

She's talking about how she answered Raenon.

Oberyn and Raenon are similar in a lot of ways. That's the reason they get along so well. It's why Raenon trusts Oberyn.

I know that if Oberyn had a dragon of his own, he'd burn King's Landing to the ground. He'd be celebrated as a hero in Dorne. But everywhere else would see him as a monster. A mad one.

"Yes, I know you did the right thing. Many would claim what Raenon is about to do when he reaches Braavos to be wrong and evil. But he's doing it cause Alysanne and you are at risk."

Raenon would do everything differently if only his life were on the line. But the far more precious lives in his eyes are at stake. He's going to do everything and anything necessary to make sure they're safe. I know that's what makes him a good man and King. Not a mad one.

"I feel as though we'll be unleashing something unto this world it's not ready or willing to accept..."

She's right about that.

Targaryen dragons are back, and Dragon Fire along with them.

"The words of my House are being thrust upon the world in the most violent of ways..."

Fire and Blood.

She'll make a brilliant and wonderful Queen when they take The Iron Throne.