Daenerys Targaryen sat alone in the bath, her maid having long left the room after completing her tasks. The dress her brother had given her was lying on the chair nearby just out of her sight. Today she would meet with her soon to be husband a horse lord whos army her brother wanted to take back his throne. Just as she was looking at the steaming water something moved out of the corner of her eye.
A glowing black owl with a white facial feathers and larger than any bird she had ever seen before sat quietly observing her from the table. Just when she was confused it spoke in a man's voice.
"Daenerys Targaryen I offer you 2 futures chose wisely you will not get a second chance. The first one is you shall continue on your current path you will marry Khal Drogo eventually coming to love him in time but with that love shall grow tragedy and you shall suffer however one day you will be a Queen. The other choice is you ask for my involvement and i shall take you to the distant land of Britannia were you will more free to live your life as you wish. However you will be educated in politics and governing to ready yourself for the harem of the royal prince."
The owl then looked around the room started looking around the room curiosity as if it had never seen a palace before. She spoke up hesitantly. "lord... " It turned its head completely 360 in a very scary manner "Oh yes my name is Wan shi tong the one who knows a thousand things." She recomposed herself thankful that she was quite numb to everything thanks to her brothers abuse or she might be screaming right now. "Lord Wan shi tong am I to presume you are a messenger from Britannia?"
The owl nodded with its body and head in a strange movement that would of been cute if it wasn't so big. "Indeed the Prince sent me to ask if you are willing however it truly will not matter much what you choose. Because at this point you two are stranger's to each other the only reason I was sent is because of his curiosity about your choice." despite how crazy this was she knew dragons once existed so a talking magic owl wasn't to much of a stretch. She rationalized the situation as best she could before thinking about the owls words in one choice she could fall in love with her husband and become queen but she didn't know if it was queen of the seven kingdoms or someplace else. There was also tragedy in her life that concerned her most as the terrible things that happen to women are worse than death. On the other hand she would join a harem possibly without love but she would be free of her brother and all the pain of being a targaryen that had always followed them since they were kid's. The only downside was she would likely never see the Seven kingdoms or what her brother called home.
Could she even make this decision without her brothers approval. Just then a small spark of rebellion ignited in her heart. For so long she had been told what to do and be that she had forgotten not to be a doll on strings. The thought of her brothers rage and beatings quickly suppressed her emotions and she returned to her passive self. "If I chose the Princes offer would I be able to leave immediately or would someone come to fetch me the wedding will happen soon and I can't escape by myself. And what will happen to my brother and Illerio Mopatis."
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"I will take you away from here until a ship comes for you. As for them I don't know I can assume that Khal Drogo would be quite angry at being fooled probably killing your brother and demand more tribute from Illerio" Lord Wan responded with indifference but her face was pale that was her brother all the times he had taken care of her on the streets as kids resurfaced but in the back of her mind there was a nagging feeling of indifference the beatings and abuse had crafted a perfect doll but also dulled her feelings to her brother especially after he was selling her to get a army. Her brother was no longer her protector but a slave merchant insuring the goods remained of quality. She stood up from the hot water revealing her fair skin, well developed chest and curves. With more conviction than she had in years she spoke "I will accept the Prince's offer even if I'm not a true wife and just a lover. Its my own decision and I'm not a trade good for my brother."
The large owl nodded as she got dressed in the dress Illyrio had given and when she was ready she wrapped a bed sheet around herself for some more comfort and warmth. The owl then rested a sharp talon on her outstretched hand and she felt a strange magic wash over her. She was in a bubble of blue light that made it impossible to move. In her fear she looked to the owl that started to fly in front of the bubble but he didn't turn back to look at her. Instead she marveled at the landscape of Pentos as they gained altitude and flew through the sky to the bay of Pentos. It was so magical and freeing to fly she thought as she observed the small ships. Free from her brother and her wedding. She wondered if this was how it felt to fly on a dragon unknown however was the drone behind her carrying her little bubble while projecting the owl and clocking them all. The poor thing got no recognition for its hard work and instead the owl avatar was compared to a dragon, how ridiculous.
Back in the holodeck I happily sent the message down the chain of command to the nearest ship and asked them to transport my future lover obviously under the strict security lest gossip starts among my citizens. Even if Ai they are still close enough to human to love drama.
Looking back at the events unfolding slowly I was glad for the drones as things take forever in a medieval world. Back in the north sansa was talking with her mother about being queen it seems she has decided to fall for Joffrey despite my warning. It does make sense after all it was only when her father died that she realized her true situation sigh as expected from a girl brought up on ideas of knights and handsome prince's.
The feast went on with wine and music. I zoned out for most especially the king and the women of the north.
Sansa stark was giddy the queen had just confirmed her beauty granted it was scary but she had managed to impress the Queen she sat down to share this joy with her best friend Jeyne pool. This was until her little monster of a sister ruined her dress and face by tossing food at her. It ruined the night and what would the Prince think. Arya for her part was quite happy to see her sister brought low from all her noble acting. Until she was tossed into her room by her brother.
I shut down the holodeck thinking as I walked to my office to finish up on paperwork. Sansa and Arya are to young for anything other than initial contact. Daenerys targaryen is also a bit of a problem. She will likely need a full medical check and genetic modification. I doubt she's actually that sane especially when considering her family and how she acted when she had power. Also it might be a good chance to get data on blood magic one does not simply bang relatives for so long and still look that good without a bit of blood magic or sifi bullshit.