Aaliyah Sepher is the youngest queen the people of the sky have ever known. For the Sepher an heir is not chosen by the king but chosen by a greater power. The ruler would be born with pure silver hair and the mark of a dragon on her back one for ea...
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I flew on Dārys back towards Harrenhal. Syrax and Seasmoke following closely behind. Dārys got closer towards the ground before landing in front of the castle Rhaenyra landing behind us.
Turning to look at Dārys I give him a nod and wind blows in my face as he flys back up into the sky. Rhaenyra walks towards me and we walk up the hill together. We continue walking till we reached Ser Simon Strong.
"I am the castellman, Ser Simon Strong, Your Grace. Well met. Welcome to Harrenhal, my queens. I did not think to see you both here myself.", Ser Simon said. "Your message gave us much concern.", Rhaenyra replied. "Yes, I must admit I had reason to fear. But come see for yourselves.", he told us.
Rhaenyra and I look towards each other before following behind the older man. As the door opens to enter the room we notice how many men Daemon had gathered for his army. Rhaenyra grabbed hold of my hand as everyone slowly stopped talking to look at us. Syrax and Dārys landed on one of the beams that still stood in the open roof.
We looked forward when all the men started to part leaving a space in the middle. Our eyes met with our husbands as he walked towards us. He slowly stopped in front of us. "I wasn't expecting you both.", Daemon spoke. "That seems rather a lapse in foresight.", Rhaenyra replied. "We see you've done well here.", I said.
"They are sworn to me. And not a moment too soon.", Daemon responded. My eyebrows raise. Rhaenyra steps back slightly as I do the same. "And to whom are you sworn?", Rhaenyra questioned.
Daemon took a step closer towards us. "The world is not what we thought it was. The war is just beginning. Winter is coming with darkness and doom.", Daemon stated. "You sound like my father.", Rhaenyra whispered. "How do you know this?", I questioned. "I saw it. I saw that we cannot withstand it...and yet somehow we must. The realms only hope is a later who can unite it and my brother choose Rhaenyra.", Daemon answered.
He slowly bows down in front of Rhaenyra. "You are the true Queen Rhaenyra. First of her name, Protector of the Realm. I am meant to serve you as well as I am meant to serve Aaliyah and all those with me. Shall do the same until death or the end of our story.", Daemon spoke. Rhaenyra and I watch slowly as every man standing behind our husband bent down to one knee.
Rhaenyra released my hand to help Daemon. "Leave us again at your peril.", Rhaenyra stated. Daemon stood up standing in front of me. "And I will burn you alive. If you try to leave again.", I told him. He looked between the both of us. "I could not. I have tried, my Queens.", he whispered to us.
Daemon slowly turned around towards the men. "For every one of us who falls...a hundred of them! There will be no mercy! We fight for our Queens!", Daemon shouted. The men all stood up cheering along side our husband as we stood their with a smile.
Rhaenyra and I stood out looking the dragons. "Is it wrong to miss him?", Nyra questioned. "No. I do miss him as well. But I'm glad this conversation ended with good thing. Not bad.", I answered. "The war will be fought. Thousands will die.", Nyra whispered. "Innocents. We do not wish to kill. But we have no choice.", I replied.
"When you asked Daemon how he knew? You spoke of if you had heard this yourself.", Nyra said. "Your family is not the only one with a story that's been passed down through heirs.", I told her. "And what is yours?", she questioned. "The blood of The Sky Queen shall bring forth the Silver Savior. Who will save the Prince who was promised.", I answered.
"You've never told me this.", Nyra whispered. "I did not believe it to be true.", I replied. "And now?", Nyra asked. "Daemon told me what he saw. Someone born of ice and one of fire.", I whispered. "A song of ice and fire.", Nyra said. "Yes. But there was more the past few nights I've been dreaming of a girl out looking out at my kingdom watching her dragon. At first I thought nothing of it but Daemon told me he saw it. I believe her to be The Silver Savior. My perspective on the matter has changed.", I told her.
Rhaenyra stood up tall and faced me. "Do you think we will survive this war?", Nyra asked. "I know we will. And if not we will burn trying.", I answered. Rhaenyra nodded before leaning her head against mine. The war was soon to come. And there was no turning away from it now.
SEASON TWO IS COMPLETED!!!! Now I have to decide if I want to write a book of this Silver Savior? If you think I should let me know.
