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Chapter 41
by
Jack.smith
A Funeral Pyre
The Prince that was Promised (Margaery Tyrell POV)
It was a few days after the battle and whilst the King Stannis had taken Maegor's holdfast and the City both he and your husband Jack had perished in the storming of the Red Keep. There was pandemonium over who was in control and what to do. An argument had broken out between your father and the late King's advisors over what would happen whilst waiting for the Princess Shireen and the Queen Selyse to arrive from Dragonstone.
Finally the ship arrived and the bodies of King Stannis and Prince Jack where taken from the cold room deep underneath the castle where they had been stored to maintain the bodies as close to fresh as possible.
The funeral procession marched from the Red Keep to the Dragonpit where a large funeral pyre had been built. A Red comet marked the occasion and you watched as the bodies were brought past yourself. First King Stannis garbed in his armour his body had suffered and the wounds had been clumsily cleaned. Then next your husband Jack, suddenly you felt a little strange he looked like he was in a deep sleep, his face and body not having decomposed at all. But he was definitely dead and you felt sad all of a sudden with tears running down your face. One ran down your cheek to your lips and you could feel the salt of them before you wiped them from your face. You hadn't married for love but in the small time you had known Jack he had been nothing but generous and kind and holding your belly you wondered whether you were carrying his child.
The bodies were lifted up onto the pyre as the lady Melisandre strode in with a look of excitement on her face followed by the last Targaryen who like yourself was clearly sad and crying at the **** of Jack. Behind her three dragon eggs were brought in.
Melisandre lit up a torch and began to speak. "Lord of Light, your chosen has fallen but you have the power to bring him back."
"We sacrifice this boy of King's Blood to you, now give us your followers your favour and bring your chosen one back to life," She said as men brought a screaming young blonde man into the Dragonpit and began tying him to the pyre.
"I am the King!" Joffrey shouted trying to get free of his binds. "You're all traitors, I'll kill you all," He screamed louder yet when Melisandre began speaking again his voice was drowned out.
You didn't know how to feel at the show that was going on, trying to bring someone back from the dead, that couldn't work and it was foolish to try and it would make the followers of the lord of light look foolish in the days to come.
"Lord of Light, Bring back the Prince that was promised so that he may defend us from your enemies," Melisandre chanted and then she broke out into a chant in a tongue that you didn't understand as she lit the pyre.
The fire quickly engulfed both bodies and started to lick at Joffrey. His screams were horrific and you had to look away as he was burnt alive. Your eyes met Daenerys purple eyes before she turned away. You watched as she picked up the dragon eggs struggling to cradle them in her arms. She walked towards the Pyre and gasps went around the Dragonpit as the Targaryen girl walked into the flames and was engulfed by them.
After less than a minute the screams from Joffrey had ended and the pyre turned into a huge inferno the fire illuminating the Dragonpit in miraculous colours. Blues, greens, reds and purples as Melisandre kept chanting in her foreign tongue.
The fire grew bigger and bigger and the heat was overwhelming you had to move back with the rest of the crowd to avoid being burnt. Now you couldn't take your eyes away from the fire it looked like Dragons were dancing within them and for the next hour or so you and the rest of the crowd were captivated by the spectacle before you.
After an hour the flames began to grow smaller and smaller until the fire was completely out.
What was that you could see there was a body still in the flames.
Daenerys Targaryen stood up from the ashes her body now naked. You were flabbergasted how could someone survive the inferno that you had just witnessed and then you saw them. They were small no bigger than a puppy but three dragons were wrapped around her naked body.
Then a deep booming cough came from the ash...
Reborn
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The Stag that was Promised (A Game of Thrones Story)
A Game of Thrones Story
The son of Stannis Baratheon born amidst salt and smoke on the same night as Daenerys Targaryen journies through the intrigue and magic that is the world of A Song of Ice and Fire
Updated on Aug 15, 2024
by Jack.smith
Created on Jun 5, 2024
by Jack.smith
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