4 Chapter 4

POV You

I look with fear and insecurity at the queen my uncle told me about. I don't know what kind of queen she is, I don't know if she will be similar to my mother or completely opposite to her. My uncle has assured me that she is a good woman, that she cares for her people and that I will be safe with her.

But that is my uncle's opinion and not mine. Many people said the same about my mother, especially when it came to her children and how a lioness always defends her cubs.

But that was never like that with me, only during my first year of life and I don't even remember what maternal love is. So I can't just listen to my uncle and ignore any kind of threat.

After all, if my own mother has been able to torture me for years and lock me in the dungeon without regard. Who assures me that the woman in front of me will not do it too; or worst.

I swallow hard at her intimidating gaze, knowing I have no other choice, and nod my head slightly.

She seems pleased with my answer, as she gives me a slight smile and walks back to the table with the drinks.

I stare at the water in the tub, feeling the dirt clinging to my body and the need to remove the grimy clothes from my body. With a discreet glance at the woman in the room, I make sure she's not looking and quickly remove my remaining clothing.

I put one foot in the hot water first, making sure it's not too hot, and then I put the other foot in. I start to crouch down and with every inch that my body sinks, the coldness of my body disappears by the moment.

I rub my arms and torso, immediately feeling the dirt and dried blood dissolve in the water.

I close my eyes, resting my back against the wall of the bathtub and enjoying the moment in complete silence. Although I remain somewhat alert, since I do not forget the presence of the white-haired woman and my uncle's queen in the room.

I jump startled when there is a knock on the door and I look alertly at the big wooden door. What if my mother found out about the leak? What if she is the one who comes looking for me? What if my punishment is now worse for escaping? What has...

Daenerys: Calm down.- I hear her sweet voice, making me get out of my panic and look at her. -Surely it's the water.- she tries to reassure me.

Y/n: And if it isn't? - I ask with a certain tremor in my voice without being able to avoid it.

Daenerys: I assure you that you are safe here.- She tells me with a soft look and walks towards the door with all the calm in the world.

I observe every step she takes, every gesture she makes no matter how small; looking for an iota of fear or some other feeling that is not calm in her face, to make sure and know how to act if something bad can happen.

Daenerys: Thank you very much.- She thanks after opening the door and receiving something in her hand.

As she closes the door again, I realize she has the pitcher of water from earlier in her hand and let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding.

She walks calmly to the table, where she fills a glass with water and begins her walk with glass in hand towards me. I cover myself as best I can, when I realize that she will be close to me and if I don't cover myself at all she will see me completely naked.

Daenerys: Here.- She offers me the glass with a smile.

Y/n: Thank you.- I whisper quietly, since my throat still hurts a little and I extend a hand to receive the cup.

I look at the transparent liquid in the glass, somewhat insecure and distrustful. I have learned little from my mother, but what I have learned is that any time and object is good to eliminate your enemies.

Daenerys: It's just water.- She assures me kneeling next to the bathtub. -You are the only living nephew of my hand, the few times he has spoken of you; He has always done it in a positive way and I respect your uncle.- she tells me looking me straight in the eye. -I would never try to do anything to you, without first knowing how your relationship with your mother is, why they were in the dungeon, a few more things and making sure that you are not a threat to me.- she tells me and I nod a little shy at her closeness.

I can't lie and say that her beauty is not obvious. Besides that it has a wild and natural point that makes it look even more beautiful. She is a woman of a beauty beyond the everyday, her aura imposes power, confidence, security and warmth at the same time.

But as beautiful as she is, her beauty does not overshadow that of my beloved Margaery and the softness with which she looked at me.

In addition to the fact that my mother always said that the more beautiful women; more dangerous and lethal they were. She always defended a saying: "Men are clumsy, narcissistic and direct when it comes to their murders or intentions; while a woman plans, waits and acts at the perfect moment thanks to her cunning."

And considering my mother and all the wicked and twisted things she's done; It is a saying that I have very present in my life. You could even say that I carry it engraved in the scars on my skin.

Y/n: None.- I answer your first question; before taking a big sip of water.

Daenerys: Excuse me? - question confused.

Y/n: My relationship with my mother.- I clarify, seeing the doubt on her face. -I haven't had any relationship with my mother since I was a year old, and if I have it, it's always negative for me.- I tell her looking towards the glass.

Daenerys: And why would that be? - She asks curiously and through my peripheral vision I can see her fingers playing on the edge of the bathtub.

Y/n: Because I am the only blood son of my father, because I am not blonde with blue eyes, because I am not as bad as Joffrey, because I am not as manipulable as Tommen and because I am too kind according to her.-  I give several answers, all real and with compelling reasons for my mother.

Daenerys: Being kind is not a bad thing.- She assures me and I bite my lip insecurely.

My mother has always told me; rather shouted that I am too soft and kind followed by a slap. She always thought that I couldn't sit on the throne because I was soft and everyone would take advantage of me.

Y/n: That's not what my mother thinks and it's not what my grandfather thought either.- I tell her finishing my water.

Daenerys: Well, I assure you it's not a bad thing.- she tells me and I feel the warm touch of her hand on my bare shoulder; causing me to jump in surprise. -And why were you in the dungeon?- she asks with clear curiosity in her tone of voice.

Y/n: Because I am the last living son of his marriage to my father, the heir to the throne and the only one who can stand in her way to the throne.- I answer honestly. -To be honest, I didn't expect to be alive after Tommen's death and even less after being imprisoned.- I admit swallowing hard with pain, knowing that for my mother I'm just a hindrance and she wouldn't have minded killing me if it meant getting to the throne without any problem in the end.

Daenerys: I don't think your mother was capable of doing that.- She assures me and I look at her as if she had two heads. -A mother gives everything for and for her children, and I doubt that your mother would send you to kill for the throne.- she tries to encourage me but she doesn't know her.

Y/n: Never underestimate my mother.- I tell her looking straight into her eyes with seriousness. -My mother is ambitious and no one or nothing has ever stopped her from getting what she wanted. And if I am a obstacle on her way to the throne; like you, from her point of view, it doesn't mean anything if I'm her son or enemy, I'm a problem and problems are rooted out.- I assure her with total sincerity.

Daenerys: But it's your mother.- She tries to dissuade me from my thoughts.

Y/n: That's why I know what he's capable of.- I say with confidence. -In addition to the fact that she has not been my mother in my last 22 years; nor I his son from his point of view.- I assure her letting out a small sigh.

Daenerys: Do you want more water? - She asks me after a few seconds in silence, staring at me.

Y/n: Yes, please.- I respond, returning the glass with the only free hand I have.

She gives me a light squeeze on the shoulder, which makes me wince, and with good reason. Since I have a large bruise in the area and cut from the shoulder to the end of the scapula.

Daenerys: Sorry.- She apologizes guiltily and walks back to the table.

I take advantage of this moment and completely submerge myself in the water. I hold my breath for a few moments, trying to forget everything that has happened in the last month and all the people I have lost in the last few years.

I surface when I hear something against the ground and a pair of hands in my armpits. I open my eyes, wiping away the excess water with my hands and turning to see the queen's worried face.

Daenerys: Are you okay? What happened? - Ask between worried and stressed. -I turned around to fill your cup and then you wouldn't come out of the water.- s he explains to me and still doesn't remove the worried expression from her face.

Y/n: Yes, I'm fine.- I answer feeling her warm hands still on my body. -I didn't mean to scare your Majesty, it's something I've done since I was little to relax and escape my thoughts for a few seconds.- I explain seeing how worried she is.

Daenerys: Well, you scared me to death.- she says with a small smile. -If you die in my presence, I won't be able to prevent your uncle from believing and thinking that I was the one who murdered you.- she comments with a tone of amusement and I can't help but let out a small hoarse laugh.

Y/n: I'm really sorry, Your Majesty, I didn't mean to scare you, much less give you a hard time.- I assure her with some sadness. -Especially after taking me in and helping me escape from my mother.- I say with a grimace.

Daenerys: It's okay, but I'll have to serve you another glass of water.- She points with one of her hands to the glass on the ground and the water scattered in the water.

Y/n: I can do it, Your Majesty, I just have to go out and put on some clothes.- I tell her, trying to get up, but she puts her hands on my shoulders again and pulls me so I don't get up.

Daenerys: Your back is still a bit dirty.- She comments and I try to look, but clearly I can't. -I'll clean your back.- she assures me with a soft voice and I open my eyes wide.

Y/n: It's not necessary, Your Majesty.- I deny immediately and try to get back up, but she stops me again.

Daenerys: Nothing's going to happen to me for cleaning your back.- she comments with a small laugh, taking the damp cloth from the edge and putting it in the water. -Now go ahead a little and don't move.- she asks me and I immediately do it.

I immediately feel the rag on my back, moving up and down gently and without applying much pressure. Probably because of my blows and injuries inflicted by my mother's guards during my stay in the dungeon.

Y/n: What else do you want to know? - I ask in a whisper to avoid silence.

Daenerys: In case I manage to reach the throne, would you oppose my coronation and would you acclaim the throne as king? - she ask and I have plenty of time to answer.

Y/n: No.- I answer emphatically.

Daenerys: Why not? - asks with curiosity in her voice.

Y/n: I don't think I'm the king that the people and the seven kingdoms deserve.- I answer honestly.

Daenerys: Your uncle believes that an alliance between the two of us would be the most appropriate, especially to help me reach the throne and to appease the people.- she tells me and I remain silent for a moment.

Y/n: What type of alliance? - I ask with some fear, since I only know two types of alliance; that one of marriage and that of kneeling.

Daenerys: He believes that the best option is to arrange a marriage between us.- she answers me with some evident insecurity in her voice. -He thinks it's the best, since for the people here I am a foreign queen and your presence by my side could take me directly to the throne and the acceptance of the people.- she explains herself and somehow I see it, but I'm not sure marry and less after what I promised Margaery.

Y/n: I can't.- I deny in a whisper. -I made a promise and I can't break it.- I explain briefly with a broken voice, remembering that day and Margaery's face when I promised to only handcuff myself to her.

Daenerys: I understand.- I listen as she says from my back. -But can I know what that promise is?- she asks and I swallow heavily, thinking about whether to tell him or not.

I think for a moment, feeling how she continues to wipe my back and I decide that it is the least she deserves after her help.

Y/n: I promised Margaery a while ago, that I would proclaim the throne and marry her and only her. I promised her that I would be faithful to her and that she would only handcuff me to someone if that someone was her.- I explain and I can hear her taking a deep breath.

Daenerys: That's very nice.- she assures me. -I understand why you don't want to do it, at the end of the day you will return to her and you will want to marry the woman you love.- she comments and now who takes a deep breath is me.

Y/n: I will never marry her.- I answer with sincerity and pain because of the reality that she is no longer by my side.

Daenerys: But did you promise her? - asks with evident confusion in her tone of voice.

Y/n: I promised her when she was alive, now she's gone and I'll keep my promise.- I answer and being like the rag stops moving on my back.

Daenerys: I was married.- she admits and I turn surprised to see her. -But he was injured in a fight and I couldn't do anything to save him.- she tells me and I can see the pain reflected in her purple and his blue and green eyes.

Y/n: I'm sorry.- I say feeling guilty for bringing up the subject.

Daenerys: It's okay.- she downplays it by leaving the rag aside. -These are things that happen, at first it hurts a lot. But day by day the pain becomes lighter and you begin to overcome it.- she assures me with a very slight smile.

Y/n: And how do you overcome that? - I ask really interested, not wanting to continue feeling the immense pain and emptiness in my chest.

Daenerys: With time.- she answers me simply. -Time heals everything and one day you will remember Margaery with a smile on her face. But you can not refuse to love again, much less with your age and close possibilities of a new love. - she comments wisely.

Y/n: You say it from experience? - I ask curious and more relaxed in her presence.

Daenerys: Yes.- She answers me with a small friendly smile. -I loved my husband, although the beginning of our relationship was not the best or the most desired on my part. I loved him and I suffered a lot when he died, but I met another man and although it was not something entirely serious; It has helped me move forward and feel the affection and contact of another person again.- She tells me and I can only look at her with envy, wanting to feel like this and not like I am doing now.

Y/n: I'm sorry I can't marry your majesty, but it's my soon and my promises mean everything to me.- I apologize, knowing that this would benefit her a lot and avoid many deaths.

Daenerys: It's okay, I understand and you don't have to feel bad about it.- She assures me with a wider smile. -But I have one last question.- she comments and I look at her curiously.

Y/n: And which one would it be? - I ask, turning to face her.

Daenerys: I wanted to know if you would support me in my accession to the throne or if you would defend your mother? - she asks me with a serious face.

I stare at her for a few moments, detailing every detail of her face and figure. From her platinum hair, to her deep and beautiful purple and blue eyes. Right down to the fine, straight shape of her nose, the shape of her lips, and the almost imperceptible scar on the upper left side of her forehead.

The truth is that she is an impressive woman and without even trying she is majestic. But she deserves more than an arranged marriage with someone as empty, broken and little as me.

My answer on the other hand was easy and much more after having talked with her.

Y/n: You have done much more for me in one night than my mother has done for me in 23 years, Your Majesty.- I comment with confidence. -If what my uncle has told me about you is true, the seven kingdoms cannot have a better queen than you and you have my word that I will be by your side the rest of the way.- I answer honestly, seeing as with each word the smile on her face increases and her eyes take on a different shine.

Daenerys: I'm glad to hear that.- She nods, to get up and smooth her dress. -Now I'll go so you can get out of the bathtub and you can finally rest.- she says walking towards the door.

Y/n: Wait your majesty.- I say turning around again to face her. -Thank you very much for the help and for getting me out of the dungeon.- I thank her with all the sincerity and gratitude possible.

Daenerys: It was nothing.- she denies, dismissing it as unimportant. -I hope you feel comfortable here, that you can heal both emotionally and physically and don't hesitate to ask me for anything.- she says and I nod with some sadness. -And you can call me Daenerys, you don't have to be so formal and treat me with majesty.- she smiles at me and I smile back; before she leaves the room.

I sigh, seeing the wrinkles on my fingers and deciding it's time to get out of the water. I dress in a pair of pants that had been spread out on the white linen bed and lay down on the bed after picking up the glass from the floor.

Today has been a long and busy day. I just hope tomorrow is a calmer day and things are better from now on. With one last weary breath, I let the comfort and quality of the mattress and furs envelop me in a much needed deep sleep.

AN:That is good for two days can you give me a power stone