𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐘 | Summons

{ Coren }

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𝕿he chambers were warm, illuminated by flickering candlelight as Coren leant on the balcony, watching the streets flicker below him. He had been patrolling in the day for once, meaning that tonight he could finally sleep in his own bed though he knew he would not get a lot of it. Rhaenerys was determined to keep them awake for as long as possible it seemed.

"Your daughter wants you." Coren turned, finding Daenerys emerging onto the balcony, Rhaenerys in her arms. The heir was flinging her fist around, face scrunched up in annoyance. "She has grown tired of me."

"That is hardly possible." Coren picked Rhaenerys up carefully, holding her in his arm as the baby cooed and curled further to her. "Her hair is growing out. I think it will be long, like yours."

His fingers traced across their daughter's white hair, before he turned to look at a tired Daenerys. She was leaning on the balcony next to him, her head drooped. It was a new constant that the pair faced, tiredness seeping into all of their actions and being.

"Everything alright?"

"You'll be glad to know that I have made the decision to send Daario to Yunkai, to reclaim it in my name." Coren tried not to let his grin grow too wide though Daenerys caught onto it all the same. "I thought you'd like that."

"You make me sound jealous of him."

"You are a jealous man." Daenerys turned to the Thorne warrior, narrowing her eyes at him in response. 

"I think it is fair." Coren shrugged his shoulders, before grinning at Rhaenerys as Daenerys rolled her eyes. "Your attention is something worth fighting over and I will gladly fight everyone for it, except for the little dragon."

"You would fight Drogon?"

"Falkor would fight Drogon, I would cheer him on." Coren winked as Daenerys cracked a smile finally, though she hid it in an instance, not wanting to stroke Coren's ego further. "There we are, there's the smile. Did I miss anything else?"

"One of the son's of the Mereen masters that you crucified came in yesterday, asking for his father back to be buried and claimed we made a mistake." Daenerys straightened back up as Rhaenerys' grip on Coren lessened as she finally fell asleep. Both parents sighed in relief as their daughter calmed down once more. "I gave him his father. The others can ask, but I will decide I suppose."

"That is a sound plan." Coren nodded, before walking inside and carefully putting their daughter into her cot, his tongue sticking out in concentration. Once he was done, he returned to Daenerys' side, a hand cautiously reaching out to cover hers on the railings surrounding the balcony. "Daario goes to Yunkai, you rule here, we shall deal with Astapor when we need to."

"I know that being a queen means making hard decisions and it is supposed to be stressful, but I never thought it would be this stressful." Daenerys was far too tired to care about how she should be acting with Coren, instead leaning into his side and resting her head on his shoulder. "I know that it is stupid to say that, and it seems so obvious, but I just-"

"I get it." Coren nodded, before pausing as he considered his words. "I don't get it, I am not the queen nor am I in that sort of position of power, but I understand where you are coming from and I don't think it is a silly thing to say. If you have never done it before and now you are doing it, then of course you are going to have to learn and it is going to be stressful to do so."

"I just feel like I get a lot of things wrong."

"You are learning." Coren kissed her head once more, before looking up at the moon. "Are you alright if I sleep for the first part of the night? Patrol wore me out."

"Of course." Daenerys nodded as Coren shot her a warm look. "I shall come and find you when your daughter grows bored of me."

"That is hardly possible, who could ever grow bored of you." Coren grinned, before letting go of Daenerys and stretching. "I shall see you later. Wake me when you need me."

He waited for a hum of acknowledgment, taking another look at his sleeping daughter in the crib and smiling, before exiting. On the way out, Coren let his face drop at the sight of Jorah.

"Leave her be, Jorah." Coren warned, though he knew the man would pay him little heed. "Rhaenerys is sleeping, the Queen will be in no mood for your loud voice."

"Mind your tongue, boy. The Queen has asked to speak to me." Jorah shook his head, as Coren grinned, before walking away from him. He would have to weasel the reason why out of Daenerys later.

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 { Daenerys }

"Khaleesi." Daenerys paused at the soft, gravelly voice, turning around to face Jorah, who had entered into her chambers.

"You are here early." Daenerys had called Jorah here to discuss him of her plan with Daario, before the man left. She would have discussed it with Coren, but he had a lot on his plate at that moment, and she wanted Jorah's opinion on it.

"Later than some."

"My daughter prefers her father's company." Daenerys shot her daughter a softer look, as the little dragon slept on in her cot. She missed the way Jorah bristled at the acknowledgement of Rhaenerys' parentage. Jorah had wished for Coren to have nothing to do with the child.

"Coren is not taking heed of his punishment."

"I ignored it." Daenerys defended Coren, looking up at Jorah with narrowed eyes. "Would I rather my daughter be happy or screaming her head off? I chose her happiness. That is not what we came to discuss."

"Then what did we come to discuss?"

"I have made the decision to send Daario back to Yunkai with the Second Sons, to retake it." Daenerys explained, sitting down at the desk in her chambers as she watched the look of surprise register on Jorah's face.

"You have?"

"I have."

"Without you there to rule, Khaleesi, I fear the masters will simply bide their time, wait for the invaders to leave and reassert control." That was what had worried Daenerys as well, so she had given Daario strict orders as to what to do. Daenerys wanted this to be quick and simple.

"That is why I've ordered Daario to execute every master in Yunkai." She stated simply, her eyes watching her daughter carefully as the girl shifted. "The masters tear babies from their mothers' arms. They mutilate little boys by the thousands. They train little girls in the art of pleasuring old men. They treat men like beasts."

Why should they continue their ways of brutality? Why should more children be condemned to suffer in this wheel of abuse? The image of her daughter being ripped from her arms, murdered ahead of her, had Daenerys' heart dropping. No mother should go through that.

"Herding the masters into pens and slaughtering them by the thousands is also treating men like beasts. The slaves you freed, brutality is all they've ever known." Jorah countered, as Daenerys turned her eyes onto him. "If you want them to know something else, you shall have to show it to them."

"And repay the slavers with what? Kindness?" She scoffed at the thought. "A fine? A stern warning?"

"It is tempting to see your enemies as evil, all of them, but there's good and evil on both sides in every war ever fought." Daenerys could see where Jorah was coming from, but this was not a war that they were fighting. 

"Let the priests argue over good and evil. Slavery is real." Daenerys stated, her eyes narrowing. "I can end it. I will end it. And I will end those behind it."

"I sold men into slavery, Khaleesi."

"And now you are helping me show them to freedom."

"I wouldn't be here to help you if Ned Stark had done to me what you want to do to the masters of Yunkai." That was a good point. An annoyingly good point and Daenerys hummed, considering his words, mulling them over in her head. An idea appeared in her mind.

"The man who came to me yesterday about burying his father."

"Hizdahr zo Loraq?" Jorah prompted as Daenerys nodded. She had seen so many people yesterday that names were starting to blur together in her mind.

"He will accompany the Second Sons and serve as my ambassador to Yunkai." That might work better than just slaughtering all of them. "He will tell the masters what has happened in Mereen. He will explain the choice they have before them. They can live in my new world or they can die in their old one."

Jorah nodded, watching her with wide eyes as Daenerys watched him.

"Well, go and catch Daario before he leaves. Tell him I changed my mind."

"Yes Khaleesi." Jorah obliged, before Daenerys hesitated. She had not changed her mind, Jorah had helped her to change it.

"No. Tell him you changed my mind." 

Jorah nodded, before leaving as Daenerys looked back at her daughter, her shoulders settling as she convinced herself that she had done the right thing.

Hiya,

So, Coren still hates Jorah, Daenerys is despairing that she carried her kid for nine months and she came out and said 'i love my dad' so that's fair. We also get more of her ruling and she's got a little bit of imposter syndrome when it comes to being queen, which is so fair.

Let me know what you think,

Love Li xx