hristina Benton had never hated a television episode or a TV season more in her entire life.
She sat in silence, the screen still glowing in the now-dark room. The final scene of Game of Thrones had ended over twenty minutes ago, but the rage still boiled in her chest like wildfire.
They stabbed Daenerys.
They stabbed her.
"Jon Snow killed Daenerys."
The words kept echoing in her head. The last episode of Game of Thrones was over, and with it, so was her hope for a satisfying ending.
Jon Snow, broody, indecisive, dull-as-dishwater Jon, had walked up to her with tears in his eyes and a knife in his hand. And then he killed her like she was the villain — like she hadn't freed slaves, survived fire, raised dragons, and rebuilt herself from ash.
She had watched Daenerys Stormborn rise from ashes — not just as a queen, but as the queen. And for what? To be vilified for doing what others had done countless times before her, to be murdered by a man who never deserved her?
"I hated that," Christina hissed, launching a pillow across her room. "She deserved better. She was better."
Jon Snow could choke on his honor.
With a tired sigh, she flopped back on her bed, her dark curls fanned over the pillow as she blinked up at the ceiling. She wished she could have done something — screamed at the screen, reached through time and space and just... saved her.
Her phone buzzed beside her.
She glanced down. A new notification — not from HBO, Netflix, or any app she recognized:
Game of Thrones - Special Fan Survey
We value your thoughts on the ending. Click here to share your opinion.
"...So, HBO, now you're sending personal regret surveys?" she mumbled, amused despite herself. "...Okay, now you're just mocking me," she muttered, but tapped it anyway.
The screen transitioned into a sleek black background, edged with faint red-gold light. Strange. It didn't feel corporate — more like something from a fantasy website or a gothic fan project. It didn't feel like a corporate survey.
Still, curiosity won.
Q1: Did you enjoy the final season of Game of Thrones?
[ ] Yes
[X] No
Q2: What would you have changed?
Her thumbs flew over the screen: Daenerys lives. Or better yet, she becomes the Queen and reshapes the world for the better. Jon dies or rots in exile. The dragon throne rises. Justice wins. Fire reigns.
Q3: If you could go to Westeros, who would you be?
She paused. That was new. Her heart beat a little faster.
Someone close to Dany. Someone who could protect her. Help her. Love her. Someone who could stop the ending I saw.
Q4: Want any abilities? Choose ONE set from any fictional universe.
Her face lit up. This was easy. Wanda Maximoff's powers. Chaos magic. Telekinesis. Telepathy. Reality warping. All of it.
The screen pulsed faintly. She swallowed.
Then came the final line:
Submit?
[✓] Yes
She hesitated.
There was something... strange about this whole thing. Not just fan survey strange — it tingled, as if the air around her thickened just slightly.
But her love for Daenerys — her grief, her fury — overrode all logic. This was the one character she had wanted to save more than any other.
"Even if it's just a fantasy," she whispered, "I'd still do it. I'd still choose her."
She tapped submit.
The screen went black. Then text appeared in bold crimson:
Thank you, Christina Benton. Enjoy your new life.
Daenerys Stormborn of House Targaryen can now sire heirs, but only through your womb.
You and Daenerys will be bound, soul to soul. In every bond, there is an alpha and an omega. But we won't spoil the surprise.
Valar Morghulis. Valar Dohaeris.
Christina sat up straight. "Wait—what the hell does that even mean—?"
The phone dissolved in her hand.
The lights flickered. Her vision blurred. Her body dropped back against her pillows as everything — sound, color, breath — drained away.
And then, darkness.