My name's Shauna, i'm 20 and live in England.
Lover of many things;The Hunger Games, Game of Thrones, Percy Jackson,Lush Cosmetics, Harry Potter, The Mortal Instruments and The Vampire Diaries, The Maze Runner. Most of which is what i post :)
“We will have it all back someday, sweet sister,” he would promise her. Sometimes his hands shook when he talked about it. “The jewels and the silks, Dragonstone and King’s Landing, the Iron Throne and the Seven Kingdoms, all they have taken from us, we will have it back.” Viserys lived for that day. All Daenerys wanted back was the big house with the red door, the lemon tree outside her window, the childhood she had never known.
Yet even crowned, I am a beggar still, Dany thought. I have become the most splendid beggar in the world, but a beggar all the same. She hated it, as her brother must have. All those years of running from city to city one step ahead of the Usurper’s knives, pleading for help from archons and princes and magisters, buying our food with flattery. He must have known how they mocked him. Small wonder he turned so angry and bitter. In the end it had driven him mad. It will do the same to me if I let it.
