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The night burns, but she does not. Flames rise, yet she stands untouched—unshaken. The Khals are gone, the old ways reduced to ash. And before her, the mighty Dothraki kneel, for they have seen what true power looks like. A queen is not made… she is revealed in fire In the dimly lit war room, Daenerys stands before a map of Westeros, her fingers tracing potential paths to her destiny. "They will know my name," she murmurs, the fire in her eyes mirroring that of her dragons circling above. "I will reclaim what is mine." Determination radiates from her, a queen unyielding in her desires.