Okay, Daario may try to get close to Daenerys, but she'll make it known that she's taken.

George stood at a small wall, looking through a gap to a camp that was next to Yunkai, a couple of riders rode into it as Daenerys, Jorah, Barristan, came up beside him. They were all in disguise to avoid being seen.

"Times like these, I wonder why I chose to be a mercenary again." George muttered under his breath. Good thing he left it after becoming Daenerys' lover

"Men who fight for good have neither honor or loyalty." Barristan noted. "They cannot be trusted."

"They can be trusted to kill you if they're well paid." Jorah added. "The Yunkish are paying them well."

"You know these men?" George asked, keeping his eye on the mercenaries.

"Only by the broken swords on their banners." Jorah answered. "They're called the second sons. A company led by a Braavosi named Mero, 'The Titan's bastard'."

"Is he more titan or bastard?" Dany asked with a smile.

"He's a dangerous man, Khaleesi, they all are."

"How many?" George asked with his arms crossed.

"2000, Your Grace. Armed and mounted." Barristan replied.

"Enough to make a difference." Dany turned to him. Barristan nodded. "It's hard to collect wages from a corpse." Dany stated after a moment. "I'm sure the Sell Swords prefer to fight for the winning side." Dany looked towards Jorah.

"I reckon your right." Jorah smirked.

"I'd like to talk to this Titan's bastard about winning." Dany smiled.

"He may not agree to meet." Barristan pointed out.

George scoffed. "He will, unless he wants to lose to a girl." Dany nodded in agreement before they left.

A few hours later saw George training in a little area while Dany jet the Second Sons, he wanted to be there but Dany told him she can look after herself, besides their dragons will protect her and their unborn child should the Second Sons try anything.

"Nice sword." A voice took him out of his focus and he looked to see one of the Second Sons, the he with the short, messed up black hair and a beard. "Never seen one like that before."

"Thanks." George said, watching the man. "And you are?"

"Daario Naharis, at you're service Your Grace." He said, making George raise an eyebrow. Daario chuckled. "If I hadn't listened to the rumors of the legendary Bladewolf being the Targaryen's lover and future King, I'd have thought you were a simple warrior."

"So you've heard of me." George stated.

Daario nodded. "Yes, and I say I respect you. That is why I'd like to seen you're skills in a sword fight. You are to be a King, I'd like to see how much of a fighter you are."

George smirked as he took off his trench coat. "Alright then, you asked."

Daario chuckled as he got his sword out and the two stood across from each other before Daario struck first, swiping at George who ducked and deflected another strike and kicked Daario away. The two stared each other down before charging and parrying each other's strikes.

George ducked a swipe from Daario's sword and kicked him in the side with his knee. Daario held his side a little before chuckling. "You're good?" With that he went for another strike, but George blocks it and pushed back. The two men were unaware of the crowd gathering and that the other two captains and Daenerys were watching the fight.

George went right to the ground when Daario went for a head swipe. The Bladewolf jumped right back to his feet before attacking Daario with rapid strikes, trying to knock Daario off focus and balance. George landed a front flip over Daario, punched him right in the sword arm, causing him to drop it and placed his blade at Daario's neck. "Yield?"

Daario breathed heavily before chuckling. "Yes, your Grace, I yield." George withdrew his blade and sheathed it as Daario did the sake to his before offering his hand. "Well fought." George shook the mercenary's hand, giving him a nod.

"You too." Eventually the Second Sons left and George, after getting his trench coat on, looked at Daenerys. "So...do I have to kill one of them for insulting you?"

Daenerys chuckled and waved him off. "I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself."

"Yes, I've seen that before. But I do worry for you, a lot." George said as he followed his lover to their tent, holding her close to his side.

Daenerys kissed his cheek. "I know. But once our child is out, I'll be able to use a sword again."

"Or you'll be a protective Dragoness over her hatchling." George joked getting a laugh from her.

The Next day

During the night, Daario had snuck into Daenerys' tent while she was bathing, and the Sell Sword agreed to serve her and George. So now, he was helping them get into Yunkai. George wasn't exactly amused at how Daario was trying to get close to his lover, but he saw she didn't look amused at the Sell Sword at all.

After he got over his embarrassment when Daenerys pulled her hand away from him, Daario cleared his throat and said. "It's a back gate. My men use it when they visit Yunkai's bed slaves."

Jorah chuckled in disbelief. "You're men. But not you?"

Daario shook his head. "I have no interest in slaves. A man cannot make love to property." He pointed back to the same location on the map. "This is where we enter the city. Very few guards. They let me inside-"

"We're not going to sneak an army through a back gate." Barristan interrupted.

Daario smiled. "I kill the guards." He pointed at Jorah and Grey Worm. "I take two of your best-" Barristan cleared his throat and indicated George, Daario nodded in agreement. "Three best men, and lead them through the back streets, which I know well,and open the front gates. Then comes the army. Once the walks are breached, the city will fall in hours."

Jorah sneered. "Or perhaps you'll lead the King, Grey Worm, and me to the slaughter, cutting off a leader of this army. The masters of Yunkai will pay you your fee and you won't have to split it three ways because you've already killed your partners."

Daario stared at Jorah for a moment. "You have a very suspicious mind. In my experience, only dishonest people think that way."

"Then you don't have that much experience." George said and all eyes turned to him. "Being suspicious can save your life, especially on the battlefield. Trusting someone blindly will get you killed. While you are a good fighter, I don't trust you fully, a little but not enough, if you prove yourself then I'll trust you. Trust is earned, not given. Jorah and I aren't ready to fully trust you."

"You sound like you've had some betrayal." Daario said after digesting George's words.

"A few." George said, thinking of when Bloodwolf betrayed him.

Jorah looked at Grey Worm. "You command the Unsullied, what do you think?"

Dany asked him in Valyrian and Grey Worm said he trusted Daario, George's knowledge of the language made him able to know what was being said in Valyrian.

"You leave tonight." Dany said before giving George a kiss as the others left to give them privacy. "Come back to us." She placed a hand on her stomach, that was showing a lot now, so it was clear to everyone she was pregnant when they first see her.

"I promise." George whispered before giving her a passionate kiss and making for the entrance, he stopped and looked at Daenerys one more time with a smile before leaving

Later at night

The cover of night gave an advantage to George, Grey Worm, Jorah, and Daario to sneak to the back undetected. George was dressed in an assassin's outfit that reminded him of the brown cloak from Assassin's creed Black Flag, just without the Jolly Roger symbol. George had the hood up and his mask on. He didn't know who made this, but he sure as hell thanked them as his trench coat was getting ripped to shreds a lot. The four of them hid behind a wall, watching a single guard that stood watch in front of the back gate.

The silence was broken when Daario turned to them and said. "I can get in there and clear a path. Just wait until you hear a songbird's whistle. I've been told I'm the greatest in the land when it comes to whistling."

George shook his head. "Are you sure you can get in?" He asked.

Daario nodded, pleased George was giving a little trust to get them in. "They know me." He pointed at the gate. "They are the ones who hired me, after all. But when the see you, they'll kill you on sight."

"Well don't I feel loved." George muttered sarcastically as he looked at the gate. "Guess I'll just have to make sure they don't see me "

"When will we know when to follow?" Jorah asked.

"I'll whistle." George said bluntly before sneaking into the shadows, using it to blend right in with it. He used quiet assassin stealth to inch closer to the guard until he was behind him. He walked right up and grabbed the Guy's head before breaking his neck, watching the body drop.

"Ouch." Daario winced.

George checked the body for the key and cursed under his breath when he didn't find one. He looked at the gate and brought out his Adamantium claws and carefully sliced the lock off. Pushing the door open gently, he snuck inside. Walking slowly down a paths he stopped and sniffed the air. He looked at the end of the path, seeing two ways and knew two guards were stationed there. He quickly sprung forward, throwing a dagger at the one on the left before killing the one on the right with Wolfsbane. Removing his sword and dagger, George whistled and soon his soldiers arrived and looked at the two dead bodies.

"They didn't make a sound." George said.

"Not bad." Daario said, impressed.

Jorah looked around, on his guard. "There may be others."

Daario chuckled. "I doubt it. The Yunkish prefer to let their slaves do the fighting for them." As if on cue, other soldiers jumped the walls and rushed at them. Some had spears, other had swords and shields.

"You were saying?" George snapped before getting into a battle stance and proceeded to fight several men off. He parried a spear coming at him, and sliced the soldier's back for the attack, then blocked another's sword strike and brought his claws out to slide the man's head right off. He saw an Archer aiming at him and ducked out of the way, wishing he had brought his bow and arrows. He drew one of his daggers and threw it at the Archer, getting him in the neck. George used some parkour skills to jump off a wall and slice through a soldier's stomach.

He then killed another one by chopping his head off before seeing his allies had killed the rest of them. "Why have I got a feeling this is not a full force?" George asked, to answer that, more soldiers arrived. George groaned as he and his friends formed a circle. "Me and my big mouth!"

And thus, the battle resumed.

With Daenerys.

Dany impatiently paced around her tent, holding her stomach as she thought on how long it had been since her lover and his men left to infiltrate the city. She was worried, worried for the father of her child, her lover, and future husband. "How long does it take to of her city?" She asked in exasperation.

"Patience, Your Grace." Barristan said calmly. "It takes time to conquer a city." Dany nodded, but said nothing. She paced the length of her tent, softly speaking in Valyrian to her stomach, feeling the baby kick in worry for it's father.

Chatter spread through the Unsullied outside, and Daenerys and Barristan rushed to the entrance of the tent. They saw Jorah and Grey Worm approaching a last. Despite the blood that was all over their armour from killing their enemies, a smile was on Jorah's face. "It was just as you said. They did not believe until it was too late. Their slave soldiers threw down their spears and surrendered."

"And George?" Dany asked, concern on her face.

Footsteps sounded from behind Jorah and Grey Worm, and they parted to show both George and Daario walking forward, both holding two ends of the city's flag. Blood covered their armour and swords, but despite this Dany rushed to her liver and kissed him hard.

The two kissed passionately before pulling away. "Yunkai, is ours now. He whispered to her. She smiled tearfully and kissed him again, both overjoyed in being in each other's arms again.

A few minutes later saw George and Daenerys taking a little walk around the camp, it was just them. George had wanted to speak with Daenerys alone.

"What did you want to talk to me about?" Daenerys asked as they stopped on a cliff with the moon shining on them. George gazed at it for a few seconds before looking at Daenerys.

"I love you." He started, making her smile yet frown in confusion. He continued. "Every day, I will never regret meeting you that day in Pentos. I swore to serve you and you're brother, when I actually served you. And we got closer than a simple princess and protector." Daenerys blushed a little as memories of their first joining came to mind. "After that, I vowed to protect you, love you above all else. Nobody would ever harm you like what you're brother has done. You are the mother of our children, including the one inside you. But I don't wat our child to be a bastard when it's born." Daenerys' eyes widened when she saw where this was going. "And if I'm going to be a King, I better make it official in name. Daenerys Targaryen, Queen of the Seven Kingdoms... will you make me the official king and allow me to marry you?"

Daenerys couldn't hood the waterworks back as she smiled tearfully. "Yes! Yes, of course." The two passionately kissed as the now engaged couple held each other in their arms. Daenerys shoved her tongue down her future husband's throat, battling his own. They pulled away for breath and Daenerys smiled. "I love you, my king."

"As I love you, my Queen." They then kissed passionately again as their dragons flew over them, screeching in joy.

AND END! Well, Season 3 is over. I was wanting to out that scene with the whole "Mhysa" thing, but I felt this would be a better ending. That scene still is the same, only just imagine they call George "Fhysa" to mean Father. I do not know if that's the right word, but I'm going for it.

So, Daenerys and George will be husband and wife when next chapter comes. Because, I'm sure they would have wanted to get married soon than waiting, this makes their child not a bastard now. I wasn't letting that happen especially because of how bastards were treated back then.

Also, George has now got a new outfit, I will miss his trench coat, but things are destroyed in time.