Keeper

The Dragons Are Home

7x02-7x04 will be lengthy because most of what happens in the episode(s) are relevant to this plot, so bear with me because it'll involve people you don't entirely care about. Happy reading!

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It had been a long time since she'd seen a storm like the one that was currently brewing outside of Dragonstone. Decades, even. The last time she'd heard rain fall that hard was the same night Daenerys had come into the world within the halls of this very keep and changed the world forever.

It also seemed that Tyrion and Varys were thinking the same thing she was.

"On a night like this, you came into the world."

"I remember that storm." Varys said lowly. "The dogs in King's Landing howled all through the night." Narrowed eyes flickered between the elder Targaryen and the youngest Lannister as they shared a knowing look. "I imagine you two were up to some type of shenanigans."

"I remember darkness." Rhaella replied as she ran a finger over the carved dragons head at the end of Keeper. She wasn't about to confess to Daenerys that she was actually hiding in her new chambers with a head full of chopped Stark colored hair thanks to Jaime Lannister. "And wine. Alot of wine." She pointed the blade at Tyrion who guffawed in response. "I wasn't any older then.. what, ten-and-six? I think you got me drunk. Someone did."

Daenerys turned away from the archway to regard the people who stood spread in the maproom behind her. "I wish I could remember it." She said. "I always thought this would be a homecoming. This doesn't feel like home."

"Home isn't a place, dear sister." Blue eyes that mirrored her own snapped over to meet Rhaellas as she propped her feet up on the bench she was occupying. "You think my home has been King's Landing for the last forty some years of my existence? I despise that place. It was ruined for me the same day Aerys died. Do you really think I call that place home just because I grew up there? No. Home is a people." She gestured between them both. "I haven't felt at home in years. This is the most like home I've felt since before.."

Rhaegar.

The two sisters shared a knowing glance before turning their eyes back to the map table. There was quite a bit of untold secrets that needed to be said when so many prying eyes and ears were not around. "We won't stay on Dragonstone for long." Tyrion reassured.

"Good." She gazed upon the pieces scattered across the table. "There's not so many lions."

Varys shook his head. "Cersei controls fewer then half of the Seven Kingdoms." He said. "The Lords of Westeros despise her. Even before your arrival, they plotted against her."

"They cry out for their true Queen. They drink secret toasts to my health." Daenerys wrung her hands against her abdomen as she walked around the table to stand beside Rhaella, who was very intently studying the areas around Casterly Rock and King's Landing. "People used to tell my brother that sort of thing and he was stupid enough to believe them." She lifted the largest piece, a finely carved dragon, and ran her fingers over the spine. "If Viserys had three dragons and an army at his back, he'd have invaded King's Landing already."

"Viserys was never the brightest of our siblings."

Daenerys snorted as Rhaella nudged her hip. "You act as if I don't already know this, sister."

"Conquering Westeros would be easy for you." Tyrion said. "But you are not here to be Queen of the Ashes. We can take the Seven Kingdoms without turning it into a slaughterhouse. If the Great Houses support your claim against Cersei, the game is won. Especially now that you've allied with your elder sister who is widely known and beloved by many of the people, that will double our chances. That doesn't begin to mention the Tyrell army and the Dornish on our side, which means we have powerful allies in the South."