N/Got dont belong me , I Have My Oc and my fanfic.
Shyraii: Thank you.
CEW: Ah OK? well you basically summarized the events and future events that probably happened, in a very interesting and simplified way, thanks for the comment :)
Damian smiled amused, Sitting in the big chair with his back to the wall of a great room, It was clear by the big doors in front of him that were ahead, He relaxed in the fur chair of some exotic animal and whistled calmly.
Damian dueled Against the Chief Commander of the golden company for the Army Control of more than 15,000 soldiers and he won, and now everyone obeys him.
A little ahead of him was the second in command of the golden company, a Sergeant, his name was Ollis, He was a little older than Damian. He watched Damian with some reluctance, as if he were afraid of what Damian would say next and if it could mean his death.
And considering who Damian was, it could mean that.
While beside Damian, there was Urik, a very strong and big savage that Damian made his personal coast guard, Urik was tall, about six feet tall, had long black hair tied in a ponytail and was pale, a beard that reached to the chest, Wearing a light leather armor and an ax in the hands, He was in the base of the 30 years around.
Damian sighed with a smile "Well, your commander was a good fighter, I admit, too bad it didn't last long, I was just warming up when I cut his head off with my sword." He says in an amused tone but Ollis caught his mocking tone.
He swallowed his fear and tried not to look too upset. "With all due respect, My Lord ..." Damian sang about it, My Lord ... He could get used to being called that well. "Don't you think it was too… exaggerated?" Ollis asks cautiously.
Damian stopped humming and an empty expression took his face, He raised an eyebrow in defiance "Exaggerated? He called me a bastard, At first I didn't care much, seriously, I was used to being called that." He looked thoughtful "My Northern Uncle So called me Bastard, you know? He said: You are not welcome here, Bastard of Dorne, leave or I will make you leave" He made a deep voice and then laughed lightly "and coming from him that was a big deal because Ned Stark was an example of respect and honor, right? "He laughed again but was humorless and shook his head" After my affront, affront that almost cost me An eye on Purpose, he never he addressed me by my name, he was always a bastard… oh how i hate him.… "he smiled" you know, i would have left his commander alive if he hadn't called me the son of a prostitute, maybe he would just be without his legs but. .. Offending my mother is off limits, so she had to be the head. " He says as if it were nothing and gets up, Walked to face Ollis and Urik stood a little further behind silently watching.
Ollis swallowed as Damian looked at him with cold, deadly eyes. "Do you want to keep your head, right Ollis?" Asks Damian in a low, low voice. Ollis cringed and didn't answer, Damian sneered and in the blink of an eye he took a knife from his belt and stuck it in his stomach and Ollis bowed in pain and agony with a gasp, the soldiers of the golden company took a cautious step forward and Damian twisted the knife, making blood flow from Ollis's mouth.
Damian looked back at the soldiers and shouted with a murderous look "Steps back now! I'm the boss in this shit here !" The soldiers seemed reluctant at first but did as he was told and took a step back.
Damian looked back at Ollis and saw his look of fear "You did not answer me ... and When I speak, you will answer, Do you understand?" Ollis seemed almost unable to breathe but he nodded quickly and Damian smiled "Great!" He took out the knife and Ollis fell back to the floor, bleeding with the wound in his belly.
He groaned and covered the knife wound with his hand.
"How much drama ..." Damian rolled his eyes "Relax, I will hit you in a not-too-fatal area, A cloth and a few days off should be enough for you to recover." Damian sighed and looked at the company soldiers who they looked straight ahead, 10 of them, without a second look at their sergeant on the ground in agony. "Take him to a healer or something, And be careful, I'll still need him." He ordered and Four soldiers approached to help the fallen man and took him out of the doors.
Damian took a deep breath in fake tiredness and went back to sit in the chair. Urik next door instantly.
Soon another savage appeared at the doors and walked until he was a few meters ahead of him.
It was Aras, He was an old man but he was agile, And he quickly became his advisor, Damian needed someone older to tell him truth in his face without him feeling like strangling the person. Aras looked at the blood on the floor and then at Damian "I saw him being taken, Maybe I should have killed him." Speaks the man.
Damian smiled and crossed his hands "I know, but he can still be useful, but then? What did you bring for me?" He was looking forward to hearing about the Targaryens he heard about.
"they are under the protection of a man named Ellirius, apparently Viserys Targaryen plans to marry his sister to Khal Drogo, a drotraki, in exchange for his army."
Damian narrowed his eyes "A Drotraki? Aren't they barbarians who go around Plundering villages, Killing and raping people?" asks And Aras nodded.
"It seems so, My Lord."
Damian scratched his unshaven chin with a thoughtful look "Um, this is pretty stupid of this Viserys, treating a possible heir to the throne as an object of exchange, he must be very desperate ... Soldiers!" He shouted and the Soldiers looked for him .
"Gather everyone from the army in the large training yard, I want to make a proclamation," he says and the soldiers bow and leave the room.
Damian looked at Aras, who had a curious look on his face "What are you going to do?"
Damian smiled "I'm going to tell a story."
Time later, Damian, Aras and Urik stood on a porch and looked down, At two meters on the floor, All 15,000 soldiers were gathered in order in front of him, lined up and with their eyes on Damian.
They were in a large space where they trained, All around were high walls, above Some watchmen but all facing Damian, Behind Damian was the castle that the golden company erected as their temporary home.
Damian smiled and put his hands on the porch, that was his army, or almost, but without a doubt it was still his ... would his uncle Arthur and his mother Ashara have been proud of him? He hopes so ... his smile softened.
He took a deep breath before saying "I know I'm not one of you, I'm not even part of De Essos, But neither are you, I'm your leader now, And I know that some still don't accept me but respect me because that's how it is with you, right? His word is worth gold and I see it now. "But he needs to be smart if he wants that army's ultimate loyalty" I came from Westeros in search of an army, And maybe even a ruler that makes me legit , I don't know if you know but I am the bastard of Ashara Dayne and Brandonn Stark ... "there were some murmurs" And maybe some already know, but the Dayne house was One of the most loyal houses to the Targaryens, So much so that my uncle, Arthur Dayne, Died following Rhaegar Targaryen's orders ... And just like you, I'm an exile, I'm probably considered a Traitor now because I stole from the Lannister Family who is King Robert Baratheon's Ally, "many looked at him differently, Damian didn't did you know what kind of eye airs were these "just like you, all I want is to go home, but I can't do this without an army and my legitimacy, I want to be accepted into Westeros just like you, and I know I'm not a Blackyfire, a Rivers or a Targaryen, and I know it's too much to ask of you to be totally loyal to me or my orders, but I'm going to ask anyway. "
He looked at the soldiers' faces "You say your word is worth gold, And mine too, I am Damian The sword of dawn." He stopped and then continued "But now I am your leader, Like it or not, you are mine I exercise and above all, Obeyed and followed me, I will be your Lord, And when we return to Westeros, You will live in the territory of my house, You will have your own home by my side. "
they looked at Damian a little agitated "I understand, you are really loyal to your origins but the Blackyfire heirs are dead, the Rivers too, And although the Targaryens still live, now you follow me, My home, I am Damian From the house Dayne, But as you know, I'm a bastard and that's why I can't have that last name until I'm legitimized, and that's why I created my own house and coat of arms, Despite not having official territories, The name of my house now is Sandayne , a junction of my bastard name with that of my home of origin, unfortunately King Robert does not recognize my home or me as a lord, but that will change. "Damian didn't want to take the right from his cousin, he loved little boy, It was like a little brother, and although he wanted to be heir to the Dayne house and have the sword Dawn, Damian found a way to resolve the situation.
And that situation was to create a sister house in her mother's house, house Sandayne, perhaps the name was not very creative, but it will do.
Edric would still be the heir to the Dayne household, but the dawn sword will now belong to Damian and his household, and perhaps, his future heirs, if he survives until he has a worthy son or daughter.
This solution pleased Damian somewhat, Ate because he would not only carry the Dayne surname and honor his ancestors by creating a new Dayne descendant home, but would also create his own legacy and home.
Imagine, Damian Sandayne, The exiled bastard who wields the dawn sword.
"and you are part of this house now, it will not make much difference, and you are not betraying your origins or ancestors, but you are loyal to me, and obeyed me, whoever wants to object, please step forward and challenge me to a duel for the leadership, as your ex Commander Harry did. " He says and there was silence.
A man stepped forward and Damian looked at him curiously, the man took off his helmet and looked at
A man stepped forward and Damian looked at him curiously, the man took off his helmet and looked at Damian "you are a Great Warrior, Damian from House Dayne, many of us saw you fight and you seem to be a good leader, I heard stories about your family and even your uncle, Arthur Dayne, and it would be a great honor to follow You as Lord, I bend my knee and I swear my loyalty to Sandayne House. "The man knelt" I, Orion, Gentleman of the Golden company , I swear my allegiance and sword to you, Lord Damian the Sword of dawn. " Damian smiled and Gradually, all the soldiers knelt one foot on the floor and recited a vow of loyalty.
It wasn't that difficult, but Damian is still cautious.
Damian laughed in joy "Well, House Sandayne Soldiers! Get up!" Everyone did and stayed in order. "You are from House Sandayne Now! But don't worry, the house of the golden company will not be forgotten, but I still want you to change the coat of arms." He pointed behind him where the coat was "And bring all the skulls of your commanders and Prepare yourself, At dawn we will march! " Everyone bowed and walked away to carry out his orders.
He looked at Urik and Aras with a smile "Well, gentlemen, it looks like I have my army, And you, feel honored, because it will be part of the Sword of Dawn ." He blinked and Aras rolled his eyes and Urik scoffed with a look fun.
Damian laughed and turned to enter the castle.
But before he could take another step he heard someone running out of breath to him and he turned around, A spy He left in Westeros came breathless and knelt at his feet "My Lord, I bring you news, Jon Arryn is dead, It's been a week . " Damian blinked in surprise.
"What?" Damian didn't care about the Arryn.
"And what does that have to do with me?" He asked now with an empty expression.
The messenger swallowed "Nothing, Sir, but there is more, Lord Varys asked me to deliver this to you." The messenger offered a letter and Damian picked it up quickly and opened it, curious to know what the master of spiders sent him. But how did he know that this man on the floor was a spy for Damian? Damian looked coldly at The Man on the Floor. Urik and Aras approaching a little further behind.
"How did he know you could deliver this to me?" He asked and The Spy swallowed.
"I don't know, sir." the spy did not look into his eyes.
Damian sighed "You can't be trusted, and unfortunately I can't allow you to come back and maybe tell me my precise location and what I've done so far, but you can prove yourself reliable if you do something for me, would you?" The spy swallowed again in fear and looked at Damian.
He nodded a little shakily "Yes, my Lord."
Damian smiled "great, but first, let me read this letter silently." He looked at the letter again and started to read it mentally.
/ \: "You don't know me well, Young Damian, But I like to think that we have common interests. So I will give you some information for free, Your family in Westeros is at risk of life, King Robert thinks his family had something to do with Jon Arryn's death, he thinks you conspire against the crown- / \:
This is not entirely a lie, he continued to read.
/ \: "I'm afraid he might want to kill his uncle and aunt and nephew, And as much as I try, I can't make him give up on that idea, for now they are still well and alive, But I'm worried that his safety won't last. long time./\
OK this is worrying "it can't be true ... he wouldn't do that.…" Damian whispers looking at the letter, King Robert would not have a family killed and even a child for a guess, right? He can't do that! They did nothing, they are not to blame. Damian crumpled the letter in his hand. This could be a trap set by Varys to get him back to Westeros and be executed. That was it, it had to be.
And the trip back and forth across the sea was a day. That means it's been a day and a Week since Jon Arryn died.
He was worried, what if he isn't? What if it's true? No, this cannot be true. Even because Robert couldn't kill a child, right? He prayed to anyone who heard that this was not true.
But if it is…
"Is everything okay, Lord Damian?"
He raised his head and realizing that his expression was one of concern, he quickly changed to one of coldness.
"It's great, I just think we're going to have to steal some ships, I need to send a fleet to Westeros," he says and Aras raised an eyebrow.
" Why ? "
Damian looked deathly at the letter in his hand.
"I need to know if something is true, and if it is, I need to act quickly."
n/Next chapter: Damian has an overwhelming revelation and makes a Bold decision, At the same time that he decides to form an alliance with the Targaryen.
I think you already know what an overwhelming revelation this will be Hehehe.