dark wings, dark words.

“I’ve upset you,” Jeremy noted, abashed. “I apologize, my lord. Shall I…” He trailed off, unsure of what to say or do next. Daniel’s discomfort was quite plain, and connected to King’s Landing. Jeremy hadn’t known, but how could he? Still, it was his fault. “I’ll leave you to your thoughts,” he concluded, bowing hastily. “My apologies,” he repeated, before slipping away.

The last thing he wanted was to be alone now. All Daniel wanted was someone to stay with him. "Kevan, where are you?" he asked weakly, voice rough.

“She did? I’ve missed her as well. It wasn’t the same Lys without Elena. We’ve always been together. But,” he concluded, pleased, “we’ll be reunited again soon. Perhaps you two can tell me what King’s Landing is like. Before Daenerys conquers it, that is.”

And for a moment, Daniel was broken again as he stared back at Jeremy, trying to find his breath.

She had left so abruptly, after that one explanation. He remembered the day without effort, but no communication with Elena had made him worry and worry. Daniel’s assurances would just have to be enough for now.

He brought his hand up and smiled, patting Jeremy on the shoulder. "She was good, but she missed her brother. She mentioned you a lot in our talk. She really wanted to see you again."

“Both sets of guards could operate around each other,” he supposed. “This will serve. Thank you, Lord Salvatore,” he tacked on, sincerely.

He smoothed out his shirt and turned away again, nodding. "It is no problem. Anything to help Her Grace take what is hers. I will have the head of my Kingsguard-- my men, get in touch with you."

“Daenerys would feel more comfortable if her queensguard assessed the castle’s security,” he explained, balancing a palm on the hilt of his sword. The gesture made him feel older, more important—a true knight. “If you could bring me to the most vulnerable points, that would be helpful.”

He stopped at one of the weak points along the perimeter and looked out towards the water. "This is one of the easiest access points," he explained. I have guards patrolling it, but I understand that you and the rest of the guard will want to make your own arrangements." Daniel turned to him again. "Just let me know what you desire and it is yours."

“Thank you,” he said to Daniel, smiling. “Her Grace will do just fine here.”

Daniel wanted Daenerys to be queen. He needed for it to happen, no matter the cost. He had a small army now. Had a castle for her to regroup and plan. "Is there anything else I can do for you?" he asked. It had been awhile since he had anyone new to talk to. "I could show you around?"

He heard the pointed allusion to Daenerys’s conquest, and approved.

"We have more layers where I come from," he answered, moving again until he reached their destination. "And here we are. The Khaleesi will be in that room," he said pointing and turning back to his companion. "And the rest of the rooms on this hall and around the other are for her guards and handmaidens. I do hope you find everything here to your liking."

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"Your sister said that Lys was beautiful," he sighed, picking a corridor and heading down it. "I think you will enjoy Westeros. After we help Her Grace take the throne, of course."

He nodded, glancing back at the ship for a moment before turning to follow Daniel.

"How was your journey?" he asked as they walked, glancing over at his new companion. "I hope you'll find Dragonstone to your liking, Ser."

“Elena?” He questioned, astonished, losing any pretense of composure in the blink of an eye. “You met my sister? Do you know where she is?”

“Well I have a bed, food, and a job so it is more than I could usually hope for,” she spoke simply, her eyes drifting over the plants as they walked through the gardens. The gardens weren’t much compared to anything Amalia had seen living in the Vale but it was enough to remind her a bit of the home she once had. She swallowed slightly, choking back any thoughts of the life she once had with her mother before looking back to the man besides her. “And what about you, mi’lord? Are you adjusting well?” She spoke politely. 

Daniel nodded to her response, happy that his arrival hadn't disrupted too much. "I am, yes, thank you. It's definitely different from Boreal and from King's Landing, but I am taking to it quite well."

“Yes, Lys,” he clarified, puzzled. “Why?”

Elena who had promised to get out of King's Landing. Now that Daenerys was here, he could keep that promise.