Chapter Twenty

"I fight for my kind and for my blood,"

-Smaug II

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"Balerion you're back!" despite himself, Harry/ Balerion smiled showing off his canines at the very happy greeting that greeted him from Rhaenys. He can't help the small "oof" that left his lips as the young girl almost barreled him over as she hugged his human form, her petite form barely reaching past his chin. Still smiling he patted the back of the girl fondly. It seems almost a memory of him doubting whether he should roast the small three year old alive as it bravely (or innocently), climbed atop his claws looking at him with those violet eyes of hers. For the record, he's glad that he didn't roast her.

"Don't leave next time without warning!" said girl mumbled at his chest making him chuckle as he pushed her away a bit despite his reluctance. His "regal" form is already attracting a rather large crowd. Not only due to his "elfish" appearance which caught the eye of more than one female. Heck, even one literally walked into a post as she's not paying enough attention to her surroundings as her eyes remained glued to him. He's flattered, really. Dragons are vain creatures after all and simply finding one near the label of ugly is an insult worthy of death.

"Of course," he smiled back in return making the young girl beam as she extracted her arms from him before taking one of his hands as she guided him on the road. Despite his best efforts, the human inside him can't help but notice that her young charge isn't so young anymore. Rhaenys is growing into a very beautiful young woman and filling out in the right places. More than one two-legs male are eyeing her with want he noted. As they should, dragons are supposed to be looked up and his charge is definitely a dragon. Not that he would make it easy for them if they tried to get closer to her though. He's got first dibs as long as he's concerned.

"I thought you would be Laetri," Harry said after a while of silence as they passed another intersection of the road that made every eye turn to them for Harry with his new white robes and physical outstanding and exotic looks are attracting a lot of attention. "I would've thought she would grant me the courtesy of meeting me when I arrived at least,"

He raised one elegant eyebrow as the skin at the back of Rhaenys' ears turned a delicate shade of red making him a hundred percent sure that she definitely is related to what he's asking about the blue dragon in her human form. The fact that her body temperature immediately rose to "funny" levels made her more than guilty.

"Rhaenys, are you not telling me something?" asked Harry in still the same tone but it's the one he uses when he's demanding answers from her and lying would be a bad idea as he and Rhaenys finally got free from the crowd of people.

"I may have err…shown her the pleasures of the flesh in human form," answered the young woman who looked as red as a tomato. "Not that it's anything wrong!" she added quickly noting the slowly morphing frown in his face. "She's curious why everyone's staring so I showed her why,"

"And who is the one who "showed" her specifically?" asked Balerion ignoring the human part of him imagining the illegally beautiful blue-head in the throes of pleasure.

"Uhmm…me?" was the unsure reply as the two paused on their walking as he stared down at the nervous looking girl who looked ready to flinch at an outburst. Oh if she only knows.

"Good," Balerion simply answered before walking off leaving a confused looking Rhaenys behind not expecting said answer.

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Daenerys fidgeted uncomfortably on her couch as she stared at the "dragon" in front of her. At her side Jorah and two of her remaining Blood-Riders also remained in station fidgeting their swords and never taking their eyes from the dragon-turned-man who looked none the least nonplussed at the tension on the air as he admired a grape rolling on his slender fingers. At his side sitting is her niece, Rhaenys who had an emotion as that of a stone brick that Daenerys can't fathom no matter how much she tried.

"So..," began Daenerys breaking the awkward silence between them trying to reduce the tension on the air. "…you're here,"

"That's very observant of you, congratulations,"

If not for the fact that she had seen the guy transform into a giant monster that can kill her in a hundred different painful ways she would have happily snarked back. As it is, she just gritted her teeth trying not to show her irritation at his talking down to her.

"It's a good thing that you've come back Balerion," she stated formally doing her best not to let the venom almost screaming to drip from her mouth fall. "We are about to seal the deal with the Wise Masters here that can get me an army. I've been wanting you present just in case something comes off from the plan,"

Pretty guy's eye simply rose in a questioning method that made Daenerys' tick in the head grow larger. She felt like a child being reprimanded as those amber eyes stared her down. "Plan? Tell me about it,"

"He didn't even had the decency to make it sound like a request," she thought angrily before controlling her emotions as she explained how to fool the masters. The moment she's done however, she was faced instead of an incredulous look instead of an impressed one like everyone else.

"That's your plan?"

"Yes," nodded Daenerys surprising even herself for being surprised by his negative reaction. Heck even Rhaenys who had been listening to their discussion looked questioningly at Balerion with a hint of misunderstanding.

"Balerion, what do you mean?" asked the Dornish woman her hands Daenerys noted began stroking the arm of the supposed-to-be-dragon.

"Well for starters, you don't have the whelps," stated the dragon making the room immediately fall silent that even a fly could be heard buzzing as his words registered to everyone's minds.

Fortunately it was Daenerys who exploded first. Anyone else would have met a nasty cutting curse for shouting at the dragon. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN I DON'T HAVE THE WHELPS?!WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY CHILDREN?!"

Normally Daenerys would never risk calling the small dragons or whelps as he referred to them as "her children" in front of him for risk of being immolated alive. However the mention that they are missing brought something near panic for her that left her common sense on the dust.

"Your children?" was the amused reply simply and if possible, Daenerys' ire increased even more despite Rhaenys shaking her head in warning at her at the background.

"YES! THEY'RE MY CHILDREN YOU DUMB BEAST! HOW DARE YOU-Ugh!"

The lack of air immediately made Daenerys' next words stop as she found herself hoisted up in the air, the hand of the "elf" gripping her through her throat easily despite her weight. Gone were the amused glint in his eyes transformed into one of warning and silent danger reminding her of her folly and who she is challenging.

Her guards at the background immediately drew their swords ready to come to their aid but one turn of his head at their direction made they immediately cry out in pain as the swords blazed red hot melting two of the three and making them drop them on the ground.

She can do nothing as he turned back at her direction making her very much aware that he could snap her neck if he wanted to right now without ado.

"Never raise your voice against me again girl!" he said montonely but for her it sounded like a snap. "Remember who your better here was. And never claim those whelps as yours and yours alone to command. They're not your things to trade or barter, heck they're not even your weapons. For now I'll spare you since they treat you as their mother and me tearing you to pieces won't get me their trust. However use them again like the way you planned to and I promise, I'll enjoy eating you as my ancestors ate your namesake. For now you'll need a lasting lesson,"

Daenerys simply watched in horror as he turned at the direction of the three Queensguard she had.

"Now…," he began simply amusement evident tinged with bloodlust on his tone. "…our operation is small… but there is a lot of potential for…aggressive expansion. So which of you fine gentleman would like to join our team? And Oh… I almost forgot, there's only one slot open right now so we're gonna have….tryouts," he kicked the remaining sword at the three's direction. "Make it fast,"

Daenerys watched in horror as the three (including Mormont) immediately eyed each other before making a jump at the sword to kill one another.

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Kraznys mo Nakloz is not a happy businessman currently as he stared at the small party of the so-called Mother of Dragons and her pathetic excuse of a retinue in front of him. Right now the entirety of the Unsullied she had ordered is paraded with great effort on his part in exchange for the dragon she had promised. Unfortunately, he could see no dragon or a box that may contain one right now.

Turning to the interpreter at his side, he immediately hissed out at her: "Tell the beggar whore that I've fulfilled our agreement. And tell her to show us the dragon that she promised or else I'll have every man in this cockles army bite her cunt until she's begging to stop!"

He simply watched her expression as her translator gave his words. He had to admit, the girl had spirit. Her face remained unflinching despite her threat. His eyes also wandered to his guards. Though some of them looked terribly terrified, the Westerosi looking man at her side isn't despite looking none the worse for wear. He had a lot of gashes and bruises on his face that indicated he ended up on the wrong end of a fight.

"Pfft! Uncultured barbarians they are after all," he thought glumy as his translator turned her direction back at him.

"She said that the dragon is on his way now,"

"It," he corrected harshly making sure to slap her hard. "It you dumb girl. It's a beast, nothing more, nothing less. Understand?!"

"Yes master," she whimpered pathetically as she clutched her reddened cheeks.

Just as Kraznys is about to relax again on his couch and ready to throw the next verbal insult to his guests, a rather loud roar literally brought him on his feet.

"I AM NOT A BEAST!" and before he realized what's going on, the whip at his hands are ripped cleanly off…towards the direction of one of the Dragon Whore's companions. The clouds parted like rivers over a bomb as out from it, a gigantic and magnificent golden dragon descended, hovering in front of him with glaring amber eyes.

"Unsullied attack! Kill the beast! Kill it and the dragon whore that brought it here!" shouted the frantic master not noticing that the men he had trained didn't even flinch at his command one bit.

Amber eyes glared angrily once more at him before looking at the direction of the girl holding the harpy whip in her hands who nodded at it before staring at Kraznys mo Nakloz dead in the eye.

"Dracarys!"

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It's the middle of the night that she woked up to making Ashara Dayne nearly jump three feet in the air in alarm and terror as she found out that her arms are trussed up above her with silken cords and so are her ankles, spread apart as they are. The fact that she's also naked as the day she was born didn't escape her notice.

"You're awake, I've been waiting long enough," the sudden silky sound like velvet on water froze her as a rather lithe body draped over hers. the skin so soft and smooth that she nearly made her let her guard down.

"Who…who are you? What are you doing?!" demanded the Dornishwoman trying to wriggle away and failed as the cords tightened. "Cut me loose!"

"Oh you don't get to order me around sweetheart," that same alluring voice repeated. "I just came to see if you're as beautiful as Rhaenys said,"

"Rhaenys, why would Rhaenys-," she never finished her words as soft lips claimed her own, not waiting for her to be ready as a warm tongue intertwined with hers making her brain turn to mush immediately at the pleasure. The fact that their own breasts suddenly mashed each other didn't escape her attention as whoever that kissed her immediately pulled away as fast as she started.

Despite the gloom she could feel the woman smiling predatorily.

"Oh yes, you're definitely more than I expected,"

As they kissed each other again and got lost in each other's bodies; the last thing that Ashara noticed is the fact that said woman had blue hair.

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