Andrew saw it in his dreams: the Iron Throne engulfed in flames, Cersei Lannister weeping blood, and a child—his or hers?—surrounded by ash.
Daenerys had visions too. Her dreams spoke of bells tolling and fire raining from the sky. She woke screaming.
"I will not become her," she whispered.
Andrew held her. "Then do not go alone. I burn beside you.