(Third Person POV)
[Dream Sequence Start]
Alyssa dismounted Meleys and walked towards a tall blonde man who stood in front of a golden dragon that was a bit larger than the Red Queen. They were in on a windy cliff, somewhere in the Stormlands; Alyssa was called to meet this man.
The man was wearing a black and red coat with the Drakkengard Sigil on the left side, his hair was combed in a slick back as his cold and red eyes simply stared at the Princess.
"Sylas...." Alyssa said as she was wearing a cloak, covering most of her body as the wind caused her hair to flutter, "What is it? You are back from Mereen?"
As she got closer, the golden dragon let out a rumble, leaning its head down as it snorted, glaring right at her. This action caused Meleys to snarl in response. Alyssa looked at her, raising her hand up as a calming gesture.
"Easy." Sylas said as he lifted his hand up, "Calm yourself."
The dragon snorted loudly and raised its head up slowly.
"As always, that one does not seem to like me." Alyssa said
"I heard that my brother issued a challenge." Sylas placed his hand in his pocket, "And my sister was in King's Landing."
Alyssa nodded, "Yes." She said softly, "My guess is that she heard that the War Games were declared and she hurried back. From what Maegelle said, the challenge was issued because you were gone."
Sylas nodded, "Is that so?" He said, "I require to be present for the War Games, it an ironclad tenet that my Father established. My foolish brother thought that my absence would prevent the use of the Golden Tokens. Regardless, it will happen."
"He is quite the rude one, that brother of yours." Alyssa sighed, "But why did you call me here?"
Sylas turned to see the horizon, off into the distance, "Mereen." He said, "There is so much potential in their trading routes that head directly into untouched parts of YiTi. Qarth is right next to it, but any further east and we'll lose proper connection. Mereen is a good start."
"Right...." Alyssa said, "The Slave Trade.....do you need to take part in it?"
"Human Slavery is but a disgrace." Sylas said, 'The only 'enslavement' that matters to House Drakkengard is of those who lose their wills to war, submitting to the might of the Trinity and kneeling to the God of War."
"I see." Alyssa said, "Why tell me this?"
"I want you to oversee the operation in Mereen." Sylas said, "You can take your children with you if you want. I have sent a detachment there already, already overseen by five powerful Knights of mine. 8,000 Duskguard men will be under you and those five's command."
"What?" Alyssa widened her eyes, "Why?"
"Because." Sylas said, "You are the only one of the Targaryens that have willingly knelt down to my Father. You truly see him as a god, don't you? You think of us as Demigods, above even you Targaryens..."
"But..." She started, "My Family...."
"I just gave you permission to take them with you. You can have Baelon there if you want, Viserys too." He said, "I just heard that you are now a grandmother. In Mereen, you can build a better life than what you have here."
"Mereen is not my home." Alyssa said, "Westeros is.....King's Landing is...."
"You can start anew." Sylas told her, giving her a serious look, "With time, the Slave Trade will be toppled and the entire city will be converted to the Trinity. And I want the Dragon's Blood there..."
"I...." Alyssa said softly, "But..."
"If you refuse, so be it." Sylas turned around and began to make his way to his mount, "I will find someone else to do this...."
"But you'll lose the benefits, Alyssa."
[Dream Sequence End]
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[Harrenhal]
"I need to know...." Alyssa Targaryen said as she walked up to Drakken who sat on his throne, "What do they mean?"
Drakken was slouched down on the throne, "Hm?" He said, "Oh shit, you don't look to good. Have you gotten enough sleep?"
Alyssa shook her head, "The Dreams...." She said, "They are much....more common....they are too real...I cannot shake the bad feeling away...."
Drakken chuckled as he pulled out his pipe, "Tell me about it." He said as he placed a couple of herbs into it and lit it up with his finger, which sprouted a flame, "Your mother was also panicking about it. I cannot do much about them...Well, I lie.....I can....But I won't."
Alyssa frowned, "Just tell me what they mean!"
"Like I told your Mother." He said as he began to huff on the pipe, blowing smoke through his lips, "They are only possible futures....they are not going to happen with true certainty....well, not if the words are erased from the page."
"What?" She asked, "What are you talking about?"
"What did you dream about?" Drakken took the pipe out and exhaled a cloud of smoke
"I....." She said, "Well....the dreams I have are those of....well, the future. My sons are grown....and I have a granddaughter...we are living....peacefully."
"Interesting." Drakken said, "In this dream, is your Father alive?"
"Yes." Alyssa said, "Why?"
"Your brothers?" Drakken looked at him
"Y-Yes..." Alyssa nodded
"No war?" He asked
"No." She said softly, "Why?"
"Like I said; possible futures." Drakken said as he crossed his legs, "In your mother's dream, the city was attacked by the Duskguard and destroyed. Your House falls, your father and brothers are dead, and all of you are taken hostage. Quite the contrast, no?"
"W-What...?" Alyssa frowned, "So...."
"Question." Drakken leaned forward, "In this dream....am I present?"
Alyssa frowned, "No...." she said, "It is stated you are gone."
"That is the common thing, hm...." Drakken said, "I suppose that no matter what, that happens.....well.....both futures have a probability of truly happening. A future were War breaks out and your House falls....or one where you and your Family are living peacefully....tell me, Alyssa...."
"What would you prefer?"