There was no point in wasting our time, so we just packed our stuff, by that I mean that I just shrunk the whole island down to the size of a small pebble, and we went straight to Dragonstone.
Well, not straight to it, because Pyra calculated that teleporting to Pentos and then flying there was significantly faster than doing so from the Three Sisters.
And let me tell you, holy shit dude, the place was awesome, and as much as it pains me to say it, Dragonstone is significantly cooler looking than Azkaban. I mean, the dark, rugged aesthetic was just top notch. Somehow, the whole fortress looked spiky, kinda like those star fortresses in Europe.
"I just might plant Azkaban straight on the island and be done with it. What do you girls think?" I asked them as we flew around and surveyed our new home.
"Sure, make the already evil-looking fortress look even more evil." Pyra snorted.
"I will. See those dragon-shaped gargoyles? All of them will spew lava." I said with a grin.
"What's next? A giant flaming eye on top of the tower?"
"Oh my god! You want me to infringe on copyright?! Are you insane?"
"Emmy…I don't think that there are multiversal lawyers." She just deadpanned at me.
"I'm not risking it. No, sir."
"...*sigh*..."
"But I'm noticing a surprising lack of ships. Stannis must have already sailed North." Dany muttered.
"Well, good for him, dude avoided freezing his ass off at the wall." I shrugged. It didn't really change much, besides not being able to stir the pot more with my 'Lannisters are paying me schtick'.
"Okay, let's land." I said and started descending straight to the beach. Even the sand was dark. Bloody brilliant vibes dude.
"How are you going to do it?" Dany asked curiously, because I wasn't really that specific, I just said I'll set stuff on fire.
"Oh, you will see, little dragon, you will see. Pyra? Do you think if I do what I did at Azkaban, they'll surrender?" I asked with a laugh and unsheathed my zanpakuto. It's been a while since I used its power seriously.
"Absolutely, but isn't that a bit of overkill?"
"For sure, but I want to show off. Those two haven't seen what I can do yet." I pointed at Dany and Kinvara with my thumb.
"I've seen it in the flames, my lady." Kinvara said, as if that was somehow comparable to the real thing.
"Then buckle up, girl. The real thing is terrific. Now, stand back, or I might burn you."
"Reduce all creation to ash, Ryujin Jakka!" The fire that surged out of me instantly burned any moisture in the air. The sea behind me started boiling where the flames touched it, and the sand dried up.
"That's the stuff! Pretty good, huh?" I grinned at the two, who were watching me with wide eyes, absolutely speechless.
"Shame I have to hold back so much…" I grumbled. I wanted to use the bankai, but it was simply too powerful. The heat it produced alone would be enough to instantly kill anything in my vicinity. Which was something I didn't really want to do.
"Fortress Blaze!" Was I surrounding Dragonstone in a dome of fire? Yep. Was it absolutely necessary? Nope. Now let's just give them my terms.
"Fire is beautiful, no?"
"T–that's your power? This is insane… You could have taken the whole of Westeros in a day…" Dany whispered with awe.
"So this is what the Lord of Light saw in you. Incredible." Kinvara was practically glowing with reverence.
"Don't want that, Dany, and Kinvara, honestly, I have no idea what you're talking about, girl, but you do you, I guess."
Inside the fortress, muffled shouts and crumbling could already be heard. Could you blame them when their entire fortress looked like it was transported into a literal hell?
"Kay, time for diplomacy." I grinned and took out my wand.
"HELLO, HELLO! PEOPLE OF DRAGONSTONE! SURRENDER AND YOU WON'T BURN ALIVE. YOU HAVE AN HOUR!" I shouted with all my might, and my voice, enhanced by sonorus, sounded like a thunderstorm, and inside the fortress, the shouting turned into something very frantic.
"Hahaha~ Diplomacy, Emmy? You know, they were going to surrender in five minutes, right?"
"Yeah, well, now it will be two." I grinned at her, and she rolled her eyes.
"You're impossible." And as if on cue, a white flag could be seen frantically waving atop the battlements.
"Hehe~ you were saying something? Two minutes right on the dot." I giggled at Pyra's face once she saw the flag as well. Kinvara, meanwhile, was watching the fortress and the dome with starry-eyed admiration.
"You have forced them to kneel before the flames." She murmured, practically vibrating with religious fervor.
"Aguamenti… Bad girl. You were doing so well…" I gave her a side-eye and doused her in water. I've read somewhere it works on cats. So maybe it'll work on her as well?
"*ehm* M–my apologies…" She sputtered and actually blushed a bit.
"It works, huh?" I whispered to Pyra, who was trying desperately to hold in her laughter.
The gates of Dragonstone swung open, and a bunch of soldiers, half dressed in armor, pale as ghosts, and looking like they'd rather be anywhere else but here, rode out.
At their front rode a very tired-looking man, who must have aged at least ten years in the past five minutes. The poor guy raised his hands in surrender, eyes frantically looking between me, my flaming sword, and the three women behind me.
"WE YIELD!" he yelled, his voice perfectly polite.
"Dragonstone is yours… Lady of… Flames???" He finished questioningly.
"You're standing in the presence of the Daughter of Fire, you will address her as such." Kinvara spoke first, and I just shot her a confused glance. She smiled back at me and then nodded at Pyra. Huh?
"Of course… YES! Absolutely, Daughter of Fire, my apologies." The commander nodded so fast he reminded me of those bobble-head figurines you put in your car, and swallowed so hard, that I heard it all the way over here.
"What the fuck is she doing, Pyra?" I muttered. Was this payback for dousing her in water?
"Hmm~ I think she just became your spokesperson. You know, doing actual diplomacy." She said casually.
"Yeah, but why?"
"Dunno, maybe it's fun for her?"
"Oh, okay then." Yep, definitely payback.
Kinvara, now fully immersed in her self-appointed role as my new PR manager, stepped forward with unwavering confidence.
"The Daughter of Fire has come to claim what is rightfully hers!" She declared, her voice filled with conviction that actually made me sweatdrop.
"You now have the honor to bask in the light of her flames."
"Bask? Really?" I blinked.
"Oh, let her have this. Look at her, she's having fun with it." Pyra was right, Kinvara sported a giant smile while she spoke. Though I should probably keep the fact that it was slightly manic to myself. Meanwhile, the poor commander looked like he wanted to hide in the nearest crevice and stay there forever.
"I—Right! Bask! We shall bask in your flames!"
"You serve the Daughter of Fire now. You will heed her commands, carry her will, and spread the word of her flames." Kinvara continued, completely ignoring our side of the conversation.
I gave Pyra a stop her look.
Pyra did not stop her.
And Dany? She was somehow just standing there, looking like the princess she was supposed to be, despite the weirdness of the situation that was unfolding.
"Well… At least we have henchmen now?" Pyra said with a poorly hidden giggle. Kinvara then looked at me with a 'Did I do good?' look.
"Who knew that following your path would be so fun! Hehe~" She laughed and walked up to me.
"What path, woman? What are you talking about?" I was utterly confused.
"My lady, I just tried to do what you always say you do. I stopped thinking and followed my instincts! It is an exhilarating experience. I can see why you do it all the time."
"Are you making fun of me?"
"My lady! I would never." She exclaimed, sounding like she was absolutely making fun of me.
"...Suuure~ Well, congratulations, Kinvara, you're officially in charge of my minions from now on."
"Minions! Yes, my lady, I shall guide them in your name." She said, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Pft! Hahaha~ Okay, okay. You–you got me, Kinvara. But I'm being serious, they're yours to handle." I burst out laughing and barely managed to speak.
"*ehm!* Daughter of Fire? Would… would you please remove the flames? T–The air is on fire and the sea is boiling." The poor commander spoke.
"Oh shit! Sorry about that." I quickly dispelled the giant dome of fire and sheathed my sword.
"Many thanks… Daughter of Fire, Lady Baratheon wishes to speak with you." He spoke carefully.
"Very well, lead the way." I nodded at him.
"I just set the goddamn air on fire, why would she want to talk to me?" I whispered confusedly to Pyra.
"Maybe it's because you set the air on fire. That kind of doesn't happen around here, you know?"
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Somehow, I managed to squeeze in enough time to write this. I was having a blast writing this chapter, so it didn't take that long, and I really like how Kinvara turned out here.