"You have two options. It's submission or death. But bear in mind that I'm a pretty cruel queen." - Queen Daenerys I Targaryen, looking at all the little nobles still in King's Landing.
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Looking down, Daenerys saw the fleet of ships from Houses Targaryen and Velaryon crossing the sea, breaking the waves violently. Being very high up, she had the feeling that the warships were like wooden toys, but she knew that this was just an illusion caused by the distance.
Even sending a raven to Monford Velaryon, the man took more than half a day to reach Dragonstone. Daenerys wasted no time: she mounted Balerion and flew through the skies towards the capital of the Seven Kingdoms.
The fleet of Houses Targaryen and Velaryon followed the queen without hesitation. Many of these men wanted a war in King's Landing to gain fame, merit and glory.
Balerion let out a loud roar and gradually descended. Daenerys smiled as she felt her dragon's excitement; he was just as excited as she was at that moment. He seemed to feel like he was coming home after a long time.
After just a few minutes of flying, Daenerys finally glimpsed King's Landing. She couldn't help but hold her breath at the sight of the city on the coast. Although it wasn't as big as Volantis, Braavos or any other Free City, for her, King's Landing was far more beautiful than any other city.
There, in the city built by House Targaryen, Daenerys felt she was finally seeing a true home. This would be the place where she would marry and raise her children, just like the ancient queens who came before her.
A particularly high hill, with a castle on top, captured her attention completely. It was the highest hill, and at its summit, a red castle stood out even from a distance.
The Red Keep, home to House Targaryen for more than two hundred years since Aegon's conquest, had served as a dwelling for seventeen kings over almost three centuries of dynasty.
Sensing Daenerys' excitement, Balerion let out a loud, powerful roar. His black figure looked especially fearsome among all the dragons of House Targaryen - and indeed, he was the most fearsome in appearance.
With Balerion's speed, he was already flying over the city, passing dangerously close to the Great Sept of Baelor. The city bells resounded everywhere.
Balerion's roar had already alarmed countless people, and when those same people saw the black dragon, they all knew that the chaos had truly come to an end. The memory of the Crimson Dragon was still clear and vivid in the minds of the people.
Countless people came out of their homes and raised their arms, as if asking for the savior to finally come and free them from the hell that had been these two days since Robert had left King's Landing.
Daenerys made Balerion fly low enough so that she could see what the people were doing and understood that those two days had been truly tragic. But she didn't land in the city; she would only come down when her soldiers arrived in King's Landing.
Not even Balerion could guarantee her safety in a city full of enemies who wanted her dead. Daenerys wouldn't be surprised if they tried to assassinate her on landing. Since she wasn't an arrogant fool who would risk her life on impulse, the queen remained flying over the city with the black dragon.
She could hear the children's cries of joy at the sight of the dragon, causing her lips to curve into a gentle smile. Daenerys really wanted to land and greet her people, but she knew she couldn't at that moment.
However, she could do something to calm the people of King's Landing. Balerion spat black and red flames into the air and then passed through the flames in a breathtaking spectacle for anyone watching.
The inhabitants of King's Landing were familiar with displays of fire and dragons; the Crimson Dragon had done just that a year and a half ago. Unlike the grandeur of the huge red dragon, the black dragon in front of them was much more agile and swift, making the demonstration unique in comparison.
Especially the children, who looked up at the dragon in the sky with eyes full of wonder. The fear and terror they had felt during those two days disappeared as if they had never existed.
The adults weren't afraid of the dragon; on the contrary, relief washed over them. Seeing the dragon in the sky brought a comfort and security that made them feel at ease. As for the fact that House Targaryen had returned to reign in King's Landing, they didn't care. Robert's abandonment made every person in the city hate him more than anything.
The hatred they felt for the monarch was as deep as the hatred the Noble Houses felt when they remembered Aerys II. Aerys, at least, never killed commoners, at least not until Jaime stopped him from blowing up King's Landing.
Unlike Caraxes, Balerion wasn't so resistant. Then Daenerys made the dragon land on the roof of the Great Sept of Baelor. Looking down at the city below, she smiled and calmly waited for her fleet of ships to arrive and disembark in King's Landing.
Inside the Sept of Baelor, the High Sparrow was kneeling before seven gigantic statues, his eyes closed as he continuously muttered his prayers to the gods. Even though the building shook with Balerion's landing, he didn't open his eyes.
Only when he had finished his prayer did he open them. Looking at a Septon not far from him, the High Sparrow asked in a calm, gentle tone:
"What happened, Brother Solem?"
"According to the soldiers, a dragon has landed on the Sept." The septon called Solem replied with a devout tone, while looking at the man with admiration in his eyes.
"The incestuous monstrosity?" The High Sparrow asked, with a slightly colder tone than usual.
"Yes." The Septon replied calmly.
"It's probably Daenerys Targaryen. She's married to her own nephew."
Solem couldn't help but show an expression of disgust at such a sinful marriage. He couldn't believe that there could be love between aunt and nephew. It was so immoral and evil that he felt a strong repulsion.
The High Sparrow didn't hide his disgust either when he heard about the relationship between aunt and nephew. Putting this disgusting fact aside for a moment, he spoke with a deep tone:
"She's probably come to conquer King's Landing."
"What are we going to do?" Solem asked, worried. Although he hadn't seen the dragon mentioned by the soldiers, he had personally witnessed the Targaryen king's Crimson Dragon. He was sure that nothing could stop a beast of that size.
The entire city was nothing more than a large, immobile target for a dragon like that. So, even though he felt disgusted and repulsed by the woman, Solem didn't want to create animosity between the queen and the Faith of the Seven. If she angered the girl, who could stop her from burning down Old Town in a fit of rage?
"We won't do anything, we'll just wait." The High Sparrow replied calmly. "It's not up to you or me to worry about the arrival of the incestuous abomination, it's up to those little nobles who don't own fiefdoms and live in the capital."
Solem breathed a sigh of relief when he realized that the High Sparrow didn't want to cause any conflict with the Targaryen Queen. Just as he had said, the Faith of the Seven didn't need to do anything, just as it hadn't done anything in over seven thousand years of history.
Kingdoms have fallen, dynasties have collapsed, but the Faith of the Seven has remained untouched for almost ten thousand years.
"I will order the Faith Militant not to cause trouble with Queen Targaryen." Solem said and turned away, walking towards the exit of the Great Sept of Baelor Hall.
High Sparrow closed his eyes again, but instead of starting to pray, he apparently muttered to himself. "Lord, why are you testing my faith at this time?"
"No matter how powerful the beast she controls, she's just an ignorant mortal from a barbarian civilization. She is not worthy of the Lord personally ordering me to kill her." He continued muttering. "But if you wish her dead, I will. She will suffer before death and I will make her believe in the Lord."
The High Sparrow's voice rang out among the hall, but no voice responded to his words, but the man didn't care. All he cared about was fulfilling the mission given to him personally by the God of the Seven Faces.
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