“i’d like to introduce you both to my sister Y/N.” Tyrion stated.

you smiled at Sansa and Daenerys, “I’ve heard so much about the two of you.”

“and we have heard much about you.” Daenerys said, eyes looking you up and down, “i have to admit i’m not disappointed.”

Sansa rolled her eyes slightly, being more reserved, “will you stay long up north Y/N.”

“as long as you will allow, I missed my brother and there isnt really a place for me in Kings Landing right now.” you answered.

“our siblings dont take kindly to kindness.” Tyrion explain, taking a drink from his flask.

Daenerys laughed, “i can’t imagine why.”

“I don’t care. As long as I know you’re ok.” with Daenerys?

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“With all due respect, I cannot stay here. I cannot be worlds away from you, Daenerys.”

“You don’t understand the danger that waits for me in Westeros, my love. I can’t put you in harm’s way for a throne that means nothing to you,” Daenerys shouts. Her voice echoes loudly off the walls of the empty throne room.

“I don’t care. As long as I know you’re okay.”

“I care! I care and so you need to stay here where you’ll be safe. I’ll send letters, I swear it,” the blonde bargains desperately. She doesn’t want to have to order you around like you’re just another one of her subjects.

“I swore fealty to you, Dany! I swore to protect you with my last breath. I can’t do that if you leave me here. I’ll lose my mind.”

The ruler bows her head and accepts the fact that she isn’t strong enough to leave you and you both know it. With a shaky breath, she concedes.

“Fine. But you don’t leave my side, ever.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it, My Queen.”

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“My Queen,” you whispered uncertainly and stared up at the deadly, monstrous beast in front of you, “-I beg your pardon, but I do not believe I can…ride your dragon.”

“We don’t have time! Do you trust me?” the blonde-haired ruler takes your hand and pulls you towards the largest of her children. Drogon crouches low enough to allow a mount.

“Of course,” you reply. You had sworn your life to her less than a month after you met. You would follow Daenerys to the ends of the Earth.

“Then climb up after me and hold on.”

She kisses you, hard, before releasing your hand and lifting herself up onto Drogon’s back. After a moment of hesitation, you follow her and gasp at how rough his scales are. Dany grabs onto you as soon as you’re behind her and you wrap your arms around her waist as tightly as you can.

“Squeeze with your legs, my love,” she warns as her dragon shifts under you. You cling even harder to Daenerys as she leans forward and urges the best to take off. She feels you shaking in fear and turns her head back to look at you. “I’m going to keep you safe. You just hold on to me and I won’t allow you to fall.”

“I know you won’t,” you mutter, burying your face in her furs.