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"But is it a good reason?" Gendry asked. "Is it a good reason to take men from their families? To take a father from his wife and children or a son from his mother? And what happens once they die for you? Are you compensating their families for it? Are you able to give them comfort and solace? The normal set-up by you and your family and every other King and Queen to have ever ruled does nothing for the soldiers that fight for them. Lords and their families would be remembered because of their status. What about the lesser people? Who remembers them? Who listens to the cries of their family? Check up on them and make sure that they are doing good without the ones they've lost. What good is there for people like us?"
Daenerys could only stare at the boy, her philosophy itself being challenged. She wanted to fight for the people, liberate the slaves and bring death to the masters. But at what cost? The death of the masters she'd happily do over and over again... but what about the men she'd lose in this conflict? And the men lost fighting against her? What of them? Their families?
Why was her good and the good of the people not aligned?
It could be aligned, surely it could.
She would need to think about it.
For now... she smiles at Gendry and thanks him for his perspective.
Gendry (thoroughly unaware of her thoughts) rolled his eyes and scoffed. Typical noble...
"...or a Westerosi Knight?!"
[Crowd jeers. DAENERYS stares at JORAH. They both hold back emotion. DAENERYS claps. JORAH nods. They begin fighting, with DAENERYS' eyes following JORAH. He takes a blow to the mouth, is knocked down and starts bleeding. He gets up, has his sword knocked away, and pulls out a dagger. He wrestles with the man trying to choke him, throws him off, and then stabs him in the chest. He pulls the dagger out, looking at DAENERYS, throws it away, and picks up his longsword.]
"He looks away too much" Oberyn clicked his tongue in distaste. A better fighter and Jorah Mormont would have been dead.
[JORAH squares off against a flashy fighter that just brutally stabbed another fighter through the back. He slices JORAH in the cheek. The other two fighters square off, with a heavily armoured fighter wielding a spear killing his opponent. The crowd cheers. JORAH'S opponent slices JORAH'S arm and then knocks him over, knocking his sword out of his hand. He holds his blade to JORAH'S throat. Both he and JORAH look to DAENERYS.]
"Stop him" Daenerys whispered. Jorah Mormont has been a good man to her, a real pillar for her. She couldn't lose him like this.
[The fighter holds his blade to JORAH'S throat. He is about to make a move when the other fighter comes over and stabs JORAH'S opponent in the back, killing him.]
"Lucky. He'd be dead ten times by now" Obery muttered.
Daenerys sighed in relief.
[JORAH gets up and faces the final opponent. JORAH matches the spearman, is knocked over, but catches the spear before it reaches his throat. He gets back up and the two face off again. JORAH spins, somersaults, and stabs him through the stomach, killing him. He looks up to DAENERYS. JORAH reaches for his opponent's spear. He picks it up and hurls it towards DAENERYS' seat.]
Daenerys stiffened. No.. it couldn't be..
[DAARIO rushes to protect DAENERYS and everyone else gets out of the way. It connects with a Son of the Harpy.]
Daenerys was still stiff but for all the different reasons. AN enemy had crept up on her without notice...
[Many audience members have put on Sons of the Harpy masks. The Sons of the Harpy start slitting the throats of former slaves and Unsullied in the crowd. Unsullied guards and DAARIO surround DAENERYS and MISSANDEI, fighting off the Harpys. HIZDAHR starts running towards Daenerys.]
"HIZDAHR: Your Grace, Your Grace, come with me! I know a way out! I know a way-"
[Two Sons of the Harpy come up on HIZDAHR from behind and stab him to death.]
"Guess he was not involved" Theon muttered.
[They run at DAENERYS. DAARIO takes one out, and JORAH comes up from the pit to take HIZDAHR'S spot and take out the other. He offers his hand to DAENERYS and she takes it. He leads her down to the pit with DAARIO and the Unsullied, leaving TYRION and MISSANDEI.]
"Don't leave me!" Tyrion hissed.
[A Harpy comes towards MISSANDEI. TYRION comes from behind, pulls him to his knees, and slits his throat. He leads her down to the pit.]
"Look at you, fighting your own battles" Jaime teased.
"I've been doing that all my life" Tyrion rolled his eyes. Though he was relieved that he was able to protect himself.
[Sons of the Harpy have begun to rush the pit. Unsullied fight them off as DAENERYS, DAARIO, and JORAH head towards a side exit. They run through the exit, but a door swings shut. A Son of the Harpy steps out and JORAH kills him. They rush towards the other side and join up with TYRION and MISSANDEI.]
"Surrounded and corralled... like animals" Elia muttered in worry. Had Daenerys been sitting beside her, she'd be holding the girl to make sure she was safe with her.
[JORAH, DAARIO, and the Unsullied form a ring around MISSANDEI, DAENERYS, and TYRION in the centre of the pit. Sons of the Harpy begin to rush from the other exit they are heading towards. They surround the ring, testing out the outer ring before they begin rushing. A few make it past the outer ring but are killed by DAARIO. MISSANDEI and DAENERYS join hands and DAENERYS closes her eyes. A roar is heard in the distance.]
"He's here" Daenerys sighed in relief, her whole form shaking. She'd thought she'd be dead... or worse... But Drogon was here, her dragon was here.
[DROGON appears, breathing fire and circling the pit. The Sons run away from DAENERYS to the edge of the pit. One charges at her and DROGON rips him apart. He breathes fire on 4-5 of them at a time before a spear hits his back. 2 more spears connect and he starts slowing down.]
"Shit" Rhaegar swore. Drogon was still young, his scales not yet fully developed. He could die from these things...
[DAENERYS walks towards the dragon and she takes a spear from his neck. He roars at her but then closes his mouth. She slowly reaches to touch his nose. More spears are thrown at him by Sons of the Harpy and he turns to them and roars. DAARIO continues to Fight off every Harpy that comes near her. DAENERYS climbs onto DROGON'S back slowly.]
"You've not done this before!" Jon hissed in worry.
"I don't have a choice either" Daenerys muttered back.
Jon concedes that she has a point.
[DAENERYS whispers 'Valahd'. DROGON runs towards the Harpys, starts flapping and then takes off from the Pit. He flies past the Pyramid and into the sky as TYRION, JORAH, DAARIO, and MISSANDEI stare up at him.]
Rhaegar was so close to tears. Not only was his sister safe, but she'd finally ridden her dragon. She was a dragon rider... the first in almost a hundred and fifty years!