Daenerys paid careful attention as he explained his idea in further detail. Slowly a smile crept across her features and she leaned in to kiss him. "My most brilliant adviser," again she wondered how she had ever let him go.

"But how can you be so sure my children will not react violently when we let them out of the dungeons? Or worse yet, fly away and never return?" She worried, remembering the last time she had gone to her dragons in some attempt to soothe them. "You did not see their anger when last I saw them..."