Daenerys held Daella close. When she heard the familiar roar of dragons, she looked aloft. The sight of Hannibal's family each riding a dragon made her go pale. So it was true. No, she was the dragon queen, she would not let him take over her title.

As they arrived in the arena, Daenerys just leveled a dark glare at Hannibal. She heard the insults, but intended to ignore them. They hurt her feelings, but she was not about to let Hannibal see that much. But when the last man was dragged out and Hannibal had his son punish the man, Daenerys was appalled.

"Are you always so ruthless with your subjects?" Daenerys asked. Then she laughed softly. "Ah, wait, my subjects?"

Daella buried her face into her mother's chest. She didn't like the scary man.