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“I do. And I’ll get it. But I want him broken when I’m done. Not just fooled.” I studied her for a moment. Beneath the layers of paint and seduction, Dagna was just as wounded as I was. She wore her rage like a gown, beautiful and cruel. And if we played this right, she would get to watch Aegon crumble while I claimed the throne of fire.

She grabbed the only attachment to her clothing, a golden ring the size of a closed fist, she snapped it out, and her silver-white dress, the color matching her hair, fell to the floor with the ring making a light metallic sound that echoed through the room. Daario looked astonished, and he started to contemplate her beautiful body. Daenerys had undressed and was completely nude and began to slowly walk forward to the bed. While she walked, her hands reached for her hair and released her shining trenches, separating her hair while she was shaking her head slowly as her hair cascaded down to her breasts. Her face was relaxed, and her eyes were staring at Daario seductively. She raised her arm

Said Lilliana in a shock, while Anna was looking at her like she was watching horror movie. "Tell me Soph you will never gonna turn dark on us " said Anna. "Hey wait you guys are thinking I am going to turn dark for powers I have ? and then will go on killing innocents without any reasons? What is this game of thrones? Who I am? Daenerys Targaryen ? and who you guys are Sansa Stark, Arya Stark? This is the living nightmare than! "Said Sophia disappointed. "Whoa where you have learned that sarcasm?" asked Anna.