Previously on Season One of Telltale's Game of Thrones:
* Malcolm Forrester stayed at Meereen to serve Daenerys.
* Gared Tuttle was locked by the night's watch for being accused of murder. He later escaped to search for the north grove. (In Season Two Chapter 1: He was captured by wildlings along with Josera Snow, Elsera Snow, Sylvi, and Shadow; They were brought to their small village)
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[White Harbor]
Asher, Duncan and Talia have met with the man in white; described by the mysterious woman, who appeared to Duncan in Barrowton. They gave him the golden coin for confirmation and rode along to White Harbor.
"So this is White Harbor huh?" Asher comments.
"My Lord, i'm not liking any of this. The man hasn't spoken to us during our trip" whispers Duncan.
"I agree, he does seem off. Let us stay with the plan. Be cautious."
They board the ship and begin to sail. Sunset arrives and dinner is served by the man dressed in white.
Duncan and Talia decide not to eat out of hesitation.
"My Lord, I don't think it is a good idea to eat from a complete stranger" whispers Duncan.
"Ah don't worry, everything will be fine."
"So generous of you, a free meal in addition to the free trip. So tell me, where are you from and why all this generosity?" Asher asks.
"I am merely serving my purpose given to me by the gods."
"The gods, hmm. How did your friend know of us and our situation?"
"Unfortunately, I cannot disclose that information."
Asher eats the soup as an appetizer. "Wow, I gotta tell you I am impressed, didn't think you'd be a good cook. Of course no disrespect intended."
"I'm glad you are enjoying the food, there's plenty more."
"Yes, thank you. Actually can you do me a favor? I'd love to know how you made this. May we go to the kitchen so you can show me?"
"Of course, I'd be delighted."
Asher enters the kitchen along with the man. He quietly and smoothly moves to place a knife along his neck.
"You're going to need a hell of a lot more poison than that to kill me, you fuck" Asher spits at the man.
The man turns quickly and attempts to strike Asher; he fails as Asher dodges and cuts the man's throat.
"Duncan!" he yells.
"Yes, my Lord."
"Come quick, alone. Talia, you stay back."
Duncan enters the kitchen. "By the gods! What happened?!"
"He poisoned the food. Our suspicions were right. We don't know who this man is, who he is sent by or even where he was taking us."
They proceed to search the man and remove his white cloak.
"This man is a Whitehill soldier!" Duncan realizes.
"Throw his body off this ship. Let us sail to Meereen in caution. Keep looking for ships in case anyone is following or expecting us."
"Yes, my Lord."
[The Wall]
Men of the Night's Watch are on a searching mission with Frostfinger leading them.
-Frostfinger is responsible for all new recruits who come into the night's watch-
The men chosen alongside Frostfinger were rangers; Eddison Tollett (a close friend of Jon Snow), Gilbert Morley, Robert Wylde, and Richard Wylde. Gilbert Morely is a fat and clumsy individual. He volunteered to join to offer his intellectual capabilities. It was him who created the strategies and plans for the mission. Although, the location where they were headed was kept hidden. Only Frostfinger was fully briefed with the details. Robert and Richard Wylde are biological brothers whom were known for being skilled in combat.
The men walk through the tunnel within the wall, preparing themselves for the other side. The mission assigned was to find and bring back Gared Tuttle, the traitor who killed a brother of the night's watch. The men exit the tunnel, staring at the haunted forest in front of them.
"We must find this traitor, this murderer, and bring him back at all cost, understood?" commanded Frostfinger.
"Yes!" the men.
Eddison is wary to enter the forest. He originally was against the plan to search for Gared.
"What's the matter? Got coldfeet?" Frostfinger addresses Eddison.
"I just have a bad feeling about this. He escaped and deserted the watch, I still think we should let him go. He will die out here anyway, and if he decides to return we would choose his fate then but for now I don't think we should risk our..."
Frostfinger interrupts, "Hold your tongue boy, the commander approved this mission and we will carry it out understood? Know your place."
Eddison stares quietly.
They continue walking through the cold air and snow as they move further away from the wall and enter the haunted forest.
[The Haunted Forest]
The men enter the forest walking in formation, prepared for any kinds of attack.
"I have a bad feeling about this as well" Gilbert whispers to Eddison. "He's taking us to our deaths."
"Yes, we must find a way to convince him to return to Castle Black or else we'll be stuck out here forever. For all we know Gared could be dead by now. He's obsessed in capturing him."
"Pick up the pace back there" Frostfinger yells.
(Approximately 30 minutes pass)
"Where are we going exactly? There is no specific location. This forest is huge, he could be anywhere beyond the wall!" says Richard.
"Quiet!" screams Frostfinger. "I have had enough of your bickering. Keep moving!"
"This man is out of his mind" whispers Richard as the men nod in agreement.
Frostfinger notices the men's reactions. "Go back to the wall!" he yells in anger.
The men stare in shock.
"Go back I said! I can survive out here on my own. I do not need a bunch of cowards with me!"
A screech is heard in reply to Frostfinger's screaming.
"What was that?" asks Robert.
The men turn their backs to each other and form a circle to cover all angles in case of an attack.
Nothing is heard; pure silence. Everyone looks around, nervous of the unknown.
Another screech is heard, this time louder than the previous one.
Frostfinger's eyes open wide; he realizes what was about to happen.
"RUUNNN! RUN SOUTH AND KEEP RUNNING! DO NOT TURN BACK!" he screams and begins to run for his life.
The men follow him. "What the hell is going on?" asks Robert.
"KEEP RUNNING" Eddison replies, realizing what Frostfinger had as well.
Screeches are heard, now even louder. A swarm of wights emerge behind them. Gilbert's clumsiness kicks in as he trips and falls flat on his face.
"HELP HIM!" Eddison yells.
"KEEP RUNNING YOU CANNOT HELP HIM!" replies Frostfinger.
Gilbert looks on at everyone, "GO, KEEP RUNNING!" The wights jump on Gilbert as they begin to tear him apart, limb by limb.
The men keep running helplessly, in fear that they might suffer the same fate.
A wight jumps on Richard; he grabs the wight and throws him on a tree, breaking its' body apart. Richard turns around to find the swarm near him; knowing his fate. Just as he was accepting his death, a mysterious individual appears from the woods, riding on an elk. He begins to attack the wights.
"DO NOT FEAR! STAY CLOSE TO ME!" the figure yells.
The men run close to the individual and remain near him as they begin to fight off the wights.
One by one, the wights start falling into pieces. The individual appeared to be very skillful while attacking them. He jumped high, kicked wights' heads off; ducked onto the floor and turned in a 360 fashion as he tripped wights and chopped them in half. He was able to successfully fight off the wights and save their lives.
The men stare at this individual, examining him closely in shock. His hands had a blue aura from the cold feeling it projected and appearing black. He was wearing night's watch armor with a hooded robe covering his head; mottled in blacks and greys and a scarf that covered his face. His eyes appear black. They notice that there was no cloud appearing from his mouth, indicating that he was not breathing. He smelled like dead meat, dry blood, rot, and coldness slowly trickled from him. He appeared half dead, half alive. The man jumps onto his great elk.
When he speaks, his voice rattles.
"My brothers, return to where you came from. This is no place for thee. It has become more threatening than you may think. I shall escort you to assure your safety" he speaks.
"We are very grateful for your help, thank you! Who are we addressing?" asks Frostfinger.
"I am known by many as Coldhands" he replies. "Follow me, we need to start moving quickly."
The men start marching back south towards the wall, still in shock of what just had occurred and of the individual they have just met.
[Blue Moon]
Blue Moon is a small town near Hardhome (the largest wildling village) where some wildlings chose to inhabit and call it home. Its' name was given due to a phenomenon in which the moon appeared large and bluish in color every night.
The leader known as Mance Rayder, the king beyond the wall, stood staring at Gared, Elsera, Sylvi, Josera and Shadow.
"You killed one of my wolves. That can't go unpunished" he breaks the silence.
"Your wolves attacked us first!" Gared replies.
Mance chuckles. "What do you expect? You were roaming in their territory. Your friend here seems to have a close relationship with that polar bear of his. You know, we have someone of similar power who can control animals at will; and you killed his favorite wolf."
Gared looks on, worried of his next move.
"You there, you look like you're one of us even though your hair does not seem so. What are you doing with these scums?" Mance addresses Sylvi.
"They kidnapped me and killed my brother."
Mance looks at his tribe. "Untie her, treat her well."
One of the wildlings unties Sylvi.
"You have nothing to worry about now. You're home."
"Sylvi, you traitor!" Gared yells.
Mance kicks Gared in his stomach, "Shut up you worthless crow."
Sylvi walks away, not looking back, as she rejoins her tribe.
"Fortunately for you, you won't have to deal with me as much. I have more important things to do." Mance looks on and whispers to his trusted friend, "You are in charge for now, I will be going to hardhome to plan the attack on Castle Black. Do as you wish." His friend nods in agreement.
Gared, Josera, and Elsera are thrown inside a tent isolated from each other and assigned 2 guards each to ensure they do not escape. Shadow is kept at a secret location in the village.
Night comes. The wildlings are heard having a feast while celebrating. Shadow responds with a loud growl.
"Hang in there buddy" Josera thinks to himself.
2 days pass and Shadow is heard growling every night.
Gared, Josera and Elsera were fed leftovers from the dinners; barely any food was given.
On the third night, something odd occurred. Everyone was heard screaming in agony as an attack was taking place on the village.
Gared, Elsera and Josera begin to worry for each other. Gared begins to panic, thinking that the night's watch has found him. One of the wildlings enters Gared's tent, choking on her blood with her eyes as wide as the moon. She fell on the floor gasping for air and appeared to be begging Gared for help.
"What is going on out there?" Gared asks.
Her face turns blue and then purple as foam gushes out of her mouth and finally, she takes her last breath. Gared bravely stands up and exits the tent and finds everyone having a similar reaction. There were no men of the night's watch, no intruders.
"What the bloody hell is going on?"
Everyone's soul appeared as if it was being sucked out of their bodies; and then, it was quiet. There was no sign of Elsera, Josera, or Shadow. Gared begins to tremble in fear unsure whether he should run away or remain and look for his friends; scared that he might be next and surprised that he remained healthy. Bodies were laying everywhere, covering the entire village with almost no room to walk around.
[The Citadel]
Ebbert Whitehill, second born son of Ludd Whitehill. He was originally second in line to inherit Highpoint (Castle of House Whitehill) however, he decided to become a maester.
-Ebrose is an archmaester currently living at the Citadel-
A raven arrives to the Citadel. Ebrose receives the letter which appears to have been sent from Ironrath. He proceeds to Ebbert's room.
"You have a letter today. Seems important" Ebrose addresses Ebbert.
"Have you stuck your nose into my business again Ebrose?"
"Well, I was curious I couldn't help it. It's not everyday you get a letter, especially from Ironrath."
"Ironrath?! Has something happened to my family?"
"Look for yourself."
Ebbert opens the letter and begins to read it:
'My son, it has been a while and I thought of sending you an update on the family's doing. We have captured Ironrath from the Forresters. Rodrik Forrester is dead. We would like you to be our new maester. Do not worry of the complications, we will assure that you be appointed here and reunite with your family once more. I will await your response.'
Ebbert looks at Ebrose.
"You don't actually think you can get appointed to Ironrath do you?" Ebrose spoke.
"My House has very powerful allies, they may be able to accomplish it."
"And you would wish for it?"
"It is a tough decision indeed. I would love to see my family again and work as my House's maester in Ironrath however, I would be giving up my dream of becoming archmaester one day."
"Then think hard before you decide. It is a decision that would change your life entirely."
[Castle Black]
Frostfinger, Eddison Tullett, Robert Wylde, and Richard Wylde finally arrive back to the wall with the assistance of Coldhands.
"Please my brothers, remain here where it is safe. I'm afraid the upcoming winter will be the worst yet." Coldhands last words.
"Thanks again, brother!" yells Frostfinger as Coldhands departs from the men back into the haunted forest.
They enter the tunnel within the wall and reach Castle Black.
Jon Snow greets them. "Have you found him?"
"We have not. We were ambushed by wights." Frostfinger replies.
"Where is Gilbert?"
"He didn't make it" replied Richard with a sad expression.
Jon Snow looks down. "Were you able to get his body for a proper burial?"
"No. There was nothing left to take back."
Jon nods. "Notify the Shadow Tower. We must get ready for what's to come."
[Braavos]
Ryon and the mysterious individual finally arrive to their destination.
"Welcome to Braavos" says the man.
Ryon stares at the giant statue of a soldier at the entrance of the city. They dock the ship and exit.
"Follow me." the man says.
Ryon attempts to follow the man and bumps into others by accident.
"Hey! watch it you stupid kid!" a woman yells.
"Sorry!" Ryon replies.
A coin is dropped on the floor by the mysterious man.
Ryon crouches to pick it up. "Hey! you dropped..." as he stands up to give the man the coin, he is no where to be found.
Ryon begins to panic running through the crowd, bumping into people and finally find a narrow little street where he decides to enter, hoping the man is there. The street has merchants selling fish, vegetables and all kinds of other foods. "Has anyone seen a man wearing a robe?" Ryon asks. He decides to remain at the entrance of the street, waiting for the man to appear.
Night comes with no man in sight and Ryon falls asleep from tiredness. Someone snags his coin awaking him abruptly.
"Hey! Stop him he stole my coin!" Ryon chases the thief through the streets of Braavos.
The thief jumps on top of a small wall, avoiding the stairs to the right of it and lands on another side of a street. Ryon does not have the agility and instead runs down the stairs. As he turns left, the thief is gone. He does not lose hope and continues to search for the thief. The incredibly quiet street haunted Ryon. He began to think to himself, "What the hell did I get myself into." A door next to him seemed to be the perfect place to sleep for the time being. A few hours pass and he is awoken yet again, this time his shoes are stolen.
"HEY! STOP!" Ryon shouts angrily.
The thief stops further down the street awaiting for Ryon to chase him.
"Well, aren't you going to come after me?"
"Who are you!?" Ryon asks.
"If you really want to know that bad, then come get me" the thief smiles.
Ryon begins to run with frustration as he screams. The thief does not move until Ryon is near. The thief ducks Ryon's punch and trips him to the floor as a sword is placed onto his neck.
"Very clumsy. Give me a reason why I shouldn't kill you right now. This city is no place for a child like you."
"Please! I came here with a man. He was wearing a..."
The thief interrupts, "Begging me? That is just low." The thief hits Ryon's right arm with the sword.
"Do not ever beg a person on these streets. You must show strength. You are lucky I have mercy, I hope you do not die here child." The thief walks away.
Ryon is angered. "WHO ARE YOU?!" he attacks the thief as the thief begins to run.
The thief jumps above stairs. "If you want to catch me you'll have to do a better job than just run."
Ryon stares at the stairs and jumps with no hesitation. The thief is suddenly gone.
"DAMN IT!" Ryon is heavily breathing from the long jump.
Morning comes. Ryon is restless from the chasing. He spots the thief during the day.
"HEY!" he yells as people stare at him. The thief notices Ryon and disappears once more before Ryon was able to get anywhere near.
A few hours pass, Ryon finds the thief again buying some fish. This time he does not yell and instead plans a sneak attack. He finds a shovel near a merchant in which he steals to use against the thief. Ryon slowly walks towards the thief while using the crowd to go unnoticed. Once he was near, he swings and the thief dodges.
"Very good kid, you're getting good. But not good enough." The thief attacks Ryon with a blow to his chest. He begins to cough severely and the thief disappeared. Approximately 6 days have passed. Ryon's clothes have become dirty, raggedy, and ripped with multiple holes from the many chase attempts and encounters he had with the thief. Every chase, he improved and got closer to catching the thief. He survived by stealing food from merchants. His agility improved as he learned to use his intellect during his attempts. One day, he was relaxing at the dock, sitting at the tip while swinging his feet and staring out at the beautiful sea. The thief appears again.
"You're not going anywhere this time prick. I swear you're going down" he thinks to himself.
The thief is occupied, appearing to be following an old man. "What the hell is this person doing?" he thinks. Ryon uses the crowd to hide while he observes the situation. The old man suddenly screams; the thief had stabbed him as he starts to make his escape. Ryon is stuck in a dilemma; he was not sure whether he should help the man or chase the thief once more. People from the crowd rush to the old man making his decision easy as Ryon quickly with no hesitation chases the thief.
"That son of a bitch has no honor! He steals from anyone and then murders them!"
The thief appeared to be slower than usual appearing to have high confidence that no one will catch him. Ryon jumps on the thief's back resulting in both of them falling to the floor. He takes a knife out that he had stolen and attacks the thief with multiple accurate swings in which they are all dodged.
"Wow, you have gotten much better! I am impressed."
"You son of a bitch! You killed an old man!"
"He was not killed. I missed his vital point."
"You sick liar!"
The thief shows the coin to Ryon once more.
"You still want this don't you?"
Ryon grinds his teeth and attacks the thief. The thief starts to run away.
"You coward!"
They run through the streets playing cat and mouse similar to this past week and reach a building which appeared as a big temple. Ryon is amazed, he had never seen such a building before. The thief awaits for him on the stairs. With no hesitation, Ryon continues running towards the stairs and jumps at the thief. They fall on the floor.
"You have caught me, congratulations." The thief stands up with ease, grabs Ryon and throws him onto the floor. "You are ready. I was assigned to train you. You have completed your first training. You should be proud of yourself, you did very well this week." The thief removes the hooded robe revealing to be Arya Stark.
[Ironrath]
Ramsay Snow enters the room where Elaena Glenmore is being held as prisoner.
"Why do you seem so afraid? Is everything ok?"
Elaena shakes in fear.
"Oh cmon now darling, we're going to have some FUN! Lighten up a little now won't you?"
He stares at her breasts and continues to observe her body.
"Oohh, you are a beautiful one aren't you? You really are. Tell me, have you slept with a man before?" he asks curiously with an evil intention oozing from his stare.
"Let's close this door and lock it shall we?"
"What are you going to do with me? What do you want from me?" she asks while sobbing.
"My dear Elaena, I want nothing more than to please you, not hurt you. I was told you were kept as a prisoner. Soooo, I thought hey! Let me pay her a visit and lighten up her mood a bit" he replies as he grabs her face and squeezes her cheeks.
"Will you be a good girl? Did ludd tell you he caught me on a good day today? You don't want to turn it into a bad day now do you? I promise you won't get hurt if you just lay still and enjoy yourself" he smiles.
Ramsay lays his hand on her gown and lifts it up as he begins to undress Elaena.
"Please! I'll do anything pl..."
"Shhh Shh. Hush now. Don't make me angry. Just lay still, and everything will be ok."
He continues to undress her until she is wearing no more than her bra and panties. Then, he gently removes her panties enjoying every moment of it. At this time, he looks deep in her eyes and penetrates her aggressively showing no sign of remorse as be begins to pump quickly. Elaena attempts to stay quiet as she lays there crying.
"Look at me!" he yells. "I said, LOOK AT ME."
She opens her watery eyes and looks at him while he deflowers her. He laughs with a huge smile.
(In the Throne Room)
Ludd sits on the King's chair.
"Has there been any word from the Citadel?" he asks a servant.
"No, my Lord."
"I hope he accepts the position."
"My Lord, we do have other options in case he declines."
"No! I want my eldest son to rule alongside me and that's final. I will not keep Ironrath if he does not join me."
(The room with Ramsay and Elaena)
Once Ramsay climaxes inside her, he helps her dress.
"There, that wasn't that bad was it?" he grins at her puffed eyes; resulting from the continuous sobbing.
"Well, I hope you enjoyed your time. I will pay you another visit soon." He exits the room.
"Ludd! I will be on my way. I am quite pleased, thank you for having me as a guest."
"It is I who should thank you for giving us the honor of being in your presence, my Lord."
Ramsay rides away on his horse along his men, taking one last look at Rodrik's corpse hanging on top of the entrance before he leaves.
"Ahh, what a wonderful view isn't it gentlemen?"
[The Shadow Tower]
Richard and Robert Wylde were chosen to ride from Castle Black to the Shadow Tower in order to inform them of what they had experienced. They also bring along with them a message from Castle Black. They arrive and are greeted by Denys Mallister, the current commander of the tower.
"Well this must be important for you two to ride all the way here from Castle Black."
Richard and Robert look at each other before speaking.
"Yes. Actually, we are looking for rangers willing to volunteer to go beyond the wall. We were on a mission to capture a traitor and were ambushed by wights. We must prepare for something bigger to come. Jon Snow wants to recruit wildlings to increase our numbers."
Denys appears to be baffled by the last sentence. "Wildlings? he wants to recruit wildlings? Is he out of his mind?"
"There is no other way. If we want to survive, we must work together to..."
Denys interrupts, "We will never!... never work with wildlings. Tell Jon Snow he does not have the support of the Shadow Tower. No ranger will be allowed to join him or anyone in Castle Black. We will survive by ourselves." Denys walks away angered by the thought of uniting with the wildlings. This creates tension between the two locations of the Night's Watch.
The brothers look at each other with worry; having to go back to Castle Black with no rangers, and a trip wasted.
[The House of Black and White]
Ryon stands up as he enters the House of Black and White with Arya.
"Welcome to your new home. I heard good things from the little girl" Jaqen greets him.
"I have been sleeping and eating on the streets for a week just for training?!" Ryon angrily speaks.
"And it was all to study your capabilities as well as improve your skills. It was a success, was it not?"
Ryon remains quiet with an angry stare.
"You no longer want to join us?"
"No, I do."
"Very well then, the girl will show you to your new room. She will be training you further and teaching you the ways of your new life while I monitor your development."
Arya escorts Ryon to his new room.
"Rest well, you will need it for tomorrow" she suggests. Ryon falls asleep.
During the night, while he is in deep sleep, he is awaken to find himself being choked by Jaqen.
[Meereen]
Asher's ship arrives to Meereen.
"Finally! we have arrived" says Asher.
"Thank the gods we were not chased by the Whitehills" Duncan sighs.
Unsullied soldiers are guarding the dock. "Halt! What is your reason of visit?"
"I would like to meet with the mother of dragons. I am Lord of House forrester. My uncle, Malcolm, serves her. You may have heard of him, yes?"
"You may wait on your ship." A soldier is sent to retrieve Malcolm.
"Asher! How good it is to see you again! Let them in, he's my nephew."
The soldiers allow them to dock and enter the city.
"I see this place is a little more under control than it used to be" Asher comments.
"Indeed, she has been such a great leader. I could not have made a better choice than to serve her."
"And where is she now exactly?
"Busy. You'll have to wait until tomorrow. I will speak with her to schedule a meeting for you. But for now let me show you around, let's have some drinks, let's eat! Enjoy yourself!"
"Uncle there is no time to enjoy ourselves. Ironrath has fallen. The Whitehills have taken control of it and Rodrik is dead."
Malcolm's expression changes quickly from happiness to dreadfulness. "Is your mother ok? Your brother and sister? Who survived? How did this happen!?"
"I have no idea what happened to Ryon. Talia is with us and mother did not survive..."
They both remain quiet in a moment of silence.
"By the gods! I am so sorry to hear this. We must retaliate, they will not get away with this. I will speak with the queen as soon as possible. Let me escort you to where you will be staying."
Malcolm takes Asher, Duncan and Talia to their temporary home for this visit.
"I am going to speak with the queen right away. Please rest from your long trip. You will be the first to meet with her tomorrow morning."
"Thank you uncle."
Night comes.
Malcolm enters the throne room of Daenerys. "My queen, my nephew has visited the city and brought with him horrible news."
Daenerys replies, "Your nephew? Is that the man whom demanded to use my army last time we met."
"Well, if you put it that way it doesn't make him sound too well" he chuckles.
"What news did he bring?"
"House forrester has fallen. The Whitehills killed my oldest nephew as well as my sister and are currently ruling in their territory."
Daenerys' expression changes to shock. "I am sorry to hear that Malcolm."
"They have come asking for help."
"Malcom, we have other problems to take care of.
"I understand but there must be something you can do, I am begging you."
Daenerys remains quiet while she thinks thoroughly.
"You have been very loyal to me. That is the only reason I am considering this. Do not forget that."
"Of course, thank you my queen."
"What would you have me do to help? Would you like me to provide an army for your nephew?"
"Well, I believe we can end this quickly and efficiently. This may sound a bit much but, perhaps one of your dragons may come of use?"
"And risk getting my dragon killed?!"
"No my queen, of course not. We would develop a strategic plan in which we can use one of your dragons to attack safely without their knowledge. A dragon is the only way I see fit to demolish the House, leaving no hope and implanting fear. This can also be a chance to show your strength to your enemies."
Daenerys liked the sound of Malcolm's last words. "Ok, if you and your nephew can develop a good strategy in which my dragons are not in harms way, I shall help. There must be absolutely no risks Malcolm. If one of my dragons is killed, you and your House will have to pay for it."
"Yes my queen, thank you. I'm sorry, did you say one of your dragons?"
"Yes, 3 is better than 1 in showing our strength to our enemies wouldn't you think?"
"I agree, thank you my queen" he bows as he exits the room to meet with Asher.
(The house where Asher is staying)
"I have good news my nephew. I spoke with the queen, we have to develop a good strategy to attack with no harm to her dragons."
"Dragons? She's actually going to use her dragons?" Asher replies in shock.
"Yes, so long there is no risk of harm. We would have to attack with her dragons first and once the ambush of the castle begins, the dragons have to retreat. We should weigh out all our options and begin to plan the retaliation tonight."
"Well count me in! Wow I cannot believe she is giving us so much power! We didn't really have a good outcome with her last time we met. She must love you."
"When you serve those with power and gain their trust, you also gain a powerful ally.
Shall we begin?"
Chapter 4 coming next Wednesday!
