Ch33. The real dragon awakens

Daenerys gently opened her eyes with a cute blissful yawn as she felt her body warm and stiff from the comfortable bed.

Her content didn't last long as her muddle-headedness cleared and she remembered the last evening.

Her completely naked body straightened into a sitting position and froze at the horrible thought that her rescue was only a wishful dream as her eyes swept around her, looking for Drogo while her mind was mentally going through her body, finding out if she was feeling any ache, especially in her nether regions.

When she didn't see Drogo, nor felt any pain she let out a relieved sigh she didn't even know she was holding.

It was at that time the door to the unknown luxurious room she was currently in swung open and a beautiful scarlet haired woman with regal poise walked towards her.

Daenerys carefully studied the woman, trying to discern her intentions.

Irene saw the watchful gaze of the blushing girl as her body tried to curl into a ball. She found it quite cute and approved of Thomas's choice as she knowingly observed every nook and cranny of the girl's naked body.

Thomas and Bella entered the room and Irene noted the girl, Daenerys, lit up like a Christmas tree as she saw her husband. Oh… Irene was aware she will have a new sister soon. Looking at Bella, apparently, it was only Thomas who was not in the know, yet. Not that she would tell him that.

"Good morning." Thomas greeted but his gaze swiftly strayed towards the window. "Uh, Dany? Clothes." He awkwardly pointed out.

Daenerys was happy at seeing her savior but when she heard his remark, she couldn't help but hurriedly cover her body as she realized she is naked! She was just showing her privates and her breasts to him!

Both Bella and Irene snickered at her cute reaction, deciding to give the meek girl a slight helping hand otherwise she would never gather enough courage to approach Thomas by herself.

Shaking her head, Daenerys understood she was being illogical. She was already seen by her brother. She was already seen by Drogo. And... she was already seen by Illyrio.

But now she is ashamed to show herself to the man who saved her? With a determined breath, she slowly let her hands fall, showing herself fully.

"You can turn around." She timidly whispered.

Thomas did so and was instantly surprised when he saw Dany showing her body to him, red from the tips of her hair to her toes.

"I-, I am grateful for saving me." Dany said, nibbling on her lower lips and continued in a barely audible breathless whisper. "I would not mind if you claimed your reward."

Bella and Irene looked at each other, not expecting such a bold claim. The opinion of the girl instantly shifting in their minds. No, they would not help her and stay quiet, after all. Why would they miss such a good show?

"I did not save you to fuck you." Thomas deadpanned, making Dany even redder than before.

She wanted to rebuke him, but her mouth was unable to let out even a squeak so she only resignedly nodded.

"What will happen to me now?" She asked, still not bothering to cover her body.

Thomas shrugged and beckoned her closer to the window. Daenerys stood up and slowly walked towards him. As she was near, her hand snaked around his arm, timidly pressing her bare left breast onto it while looking towards the floor.

Daenerys was certain what she wanted. She wanted the man in front of her. Never before did she feel such an overpowering desire. She wanted him to claim her. She wanted to claim HIM: Her body wanted him to fuck her silly! But her mind, while still wanting it too, was reserved and spooked from the near-rape she just experienced.

She was barely able to convince herself that being seen naked and touching him was fine. Even then her mind reeled slightly when her breast squished against his rough sleeve.

Thomas, blissfully unaware of the conflict going on in the girl's mind, put his finger under her chin and gently lifted her head, trying to ignore her state of undress and the feel of her stiffening nipple on his arm.

Daenerys gazed out of the window and gasped in astonishment, her lust quickly forgotten.

Towers reaching the heavens. A bustling street full of people. Ships arriving and leaving the port by the minute. And most importantly, countless massive dragons flying around in the sky, playing together!

These were only a few of the sights she saw but her heart started to beat harder.

"Where are we." She exclaimed in awe. "Is this the Old Valyria?"

"Iron Islands." Thomas told her in bemusement as he denied her assumption.

Daenerys knew of the Iron Islands. Their reavings. Plunder and rape. But... she would never imagine for their islands to look so magnificent!

For a second, a shameful thought of not minding being raped and becoming a salt wife if she got to live as happily as the people below coursed through her mind before the girl squashed it. Her life was turning around and it would not do to be depressed!

"So, what will happen to me." She asked again, gathering her courage.

"That depends on you. You can stay and study magic," Daenerys gasped. "or play with dragons," Her eyes widened in excitement and childish wonder. "learn a craft, find a lover... whatever you wish. But I would really be glad if you forgot about the Iron Throne."

Daenerys quickly assumed serious expression as she was taught to do when the political talk was in place, but inside she was still fangirling at the things she will be able to experience.

"Being a Queen is overrated." Irene interrupted. "Been there, done that... Don't regret a second but after experiencing taking care of Iron Islands... it reminded me why I never missed it."

Daenerys threw a quizzical look at Irene who chuckled at the girl.

"Yes, you have authority. Yes, you can command everyone. But the responsibilities... And anyway, would you be really happy? I highly doubt it." Irene gave Dany a sad look.

Daenerys gave a measured nod.

"I will try." Her reply was neither outright denial nor complete agreement but Irene only shrugged uncaringly. She told the girl her piece and the rest will depend on her decision.

"Okay, there is a closet with clothes, suit up and we will show you the place, kay?" Thomas quipped as he pointed at the closet and patted Dany on her head with his free hand.

Daenerys loved the feeling of being patted. Even if it made her feel like a child. Nobody ever patted her head.

She bobbed her head in agreement at Thomas's offer and turned towards the closet.

Only Bellatrix's grin widened as the trio left. Only she noticed the fiery look of determination on the girl's face. Oh, Bellatrix was instantly aware of what it meant. The girl could care less about the Iron Throne anymore. Thomas's worries were a moot point now.

The girl had a new goal in her mind! Bellatrix was from a long line of Blacks and she instantly recognized the demeanor of the girl. The girl's Targaryan blood, her inner dragon, awoke as she decided to reach her dream by any means necessary!

Bella cackled as she would enjoy corrupti-, ahem, educating her!