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Chapter XXXIX - Yunkai

Daenerys POV

Daenerys rode on a white mare that reminded her of Silver. The weather was hot, but having her experience in the Red Waste the heat seemed to be nothing. As she continued to ride beside Daeron, Missandei, Irri, Rakharo, Ser Jorah and Ser Barristan and Grey Worm. Throughout the travels, she noticed her brother has been quiet. A typical behavior, but he has been too quiet unless addressing his officers or someone initiates a conversation. Daenerys tried to start these conversations; after ten minutes they seemed to die out. So far, they have eight-thousand Unsullied, two thousand volunteers who followed them, hoping for a better life with them, fifty Dothraki warriors, twenty-five Dothraki women and children, two exiled knights, and one translator, along with three young dragons.

Daenerys touched her silver hair with three bells on it, to signify three victories. First against fire, second at Qarth and third at Astapor. Irri helped her to braid it on. She also spent her time studying with Ser Jorah or Ser Barristan in the history of Westeros. It surprised her the lesson Viserys gave of full pride and superiority is a complete opposite from the truth. House Targaryen is great, but not perfect, there were great kings such as Aegon the Conqueror, Jaehaerys the Conciliator, Baelor the Blest, Daeron the Young Dragon, Daeron the Good and their great-great-grandfather Aegon the Unlikely. Mad and evil kings such as Maegor the Cruel, Aegon the Elder, Aegon the Unworthy, and their grandfather. Last, average kings such as Aenys I, Viserys II, Aegon III and their great-grandfather.

The Targaryens had also caused four Dornish Wars, five Blackfyre rebellions, Dance of the Dragons, Maegor the Cruel against the Faith Militant, and numerous rebellions from Houses who felt insulted by their ancestor's decision. The Last Rebellion being Robert's Rebellion. Although Dragon bloods run in their veins and their ancestors were one of the most powerful people in the world, they are far from perfect. Ser Barristan told her about her family, "I am no maester, Princess. But your great-grandfather, King Jaehaerys, once told me that madness and greatness are two sides of the same coin. Every time a new Targaryen is born, he said, the gods toss the coin in the air, and the world holds its breath to see how it will land."

"What is it?" Daenerys asked.

"Yunkai is a mile ahead," Ser Jorah reported.

"Let's go see it," Daenerys said.

Daeron nodded, "Let's get some of the Dothraki riders and Unsullied."

"As you wish," Ser Jorah said. Once they gathered enough men, including Ser Barristan, they headed forward to see Yunkai. It wasn't long before reaching the border by early afternoon. Getting off their horses, they went by foot to get a better look along the rugged terrain.

"Yunkai," Ser Jorah announced. "The Yellow City."

Yunkai is made of yellow bricks, with crumbling walls, towers, and tall stepped pyramids as one pyramid holds a golden harpy on top. A great harpy was mounted above the city gates.

"The Yunkish train bed slaves, not soldiers." Ser Barristan informed. "We can defeat them."

"On the field, with ease," Ser Jorah agreed. "But they won't meet us on the field. They have provisions, patience, and strong walls. If they're wise, they'll hide behind those walls and chip away at us, man by man. "

"I don't want half of our army killed before we've crossed the Narrow Sea," Daeron said.

"We don't need Yunkai, Your Grace." Ser Jorah said, looking at his king. "Taking this city will not bring you any closer to Westeros or the Iron Throne."

"How many slaves are there in Yunkai?" Daenerys asked.

"200,00, if not more," Ser Jorah answered.

Daenerys looked at her brother, "Then we have 200,000 reasons to take the city."

The Mother of Dragons stared at the Dragon King, pleading him to do this.

Daeron nodded, as he walked over to Grey Worm, "Send a man to the city gates. Tell the slavers I will receive them here, and accept their surrenders. Otherwise, Yunkai will suffer the same fate as Astapor."

Grey Worm nodded, as he did an about-face and went to send an envoy. The Dragon King returned glaring at the city, "Let them decide on how this conquest will go."

Daenerys smiled thanking her brother. It would be by sunset when the envoy returned saying a representative of Yunkai, a Wise Master named Razdal mo Eraz, would arrive in two days to discuss terms. Daenerys found the two days strange unless it would give the Wise Masters time to discuss matters. All it did was allow the Unsullied to set up camp.

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Daeron POV

Aegon said that I have to continue my journey in Slaver Bay. I decided to heed my ancestor and idol's wisdom and continued my journey. I gave the Wise Masters of Yunkai the opportunity to decide on how they wanted to be conquered, by surrendering or Fire and Blood. Aegon the Conqueror arranged a meeting with every single rulers of the Seven Kingdoms before his conquest, all of them did not kneel apart from Torrhen Stark who recognized that dragons could not be defeated by the North, especially due to their lack of supplies. Loren Lannister, Mern IX Gardener, Sharra Arryn who was regent for his son Ronnel, Argilac Durradon, Harren Hoare and Meria Martell refused to kneel. House Gardener, House Durradon and House Hoare perished during the conquest. House Lannister and House Arryn knelt. Only House Martell did not, but that was because of tricks and also their climates are an advantage towards them.

Hopefully the Wise Master are wise to surrender, but the Wise Master probably doesn't know anything about Aegon the Conqueror. Already, the Unsullied created a trail that will lead the representative to the Officers tent. There, I sat on a silk couch with my back forward alongside Daenerys who relaxed. To our right were the dragons while on the left, stood Ser Jorah and Ser Barristan. At the side of the tent stood Rakharo, Aggo, and Grey Worm, while Irri and Missandei stood at the entrance to greet our guest. The sound of drums could be heard, as the Yunkai soldiers led the way while slaves carried a man on a palanquin. The slaves set the palanquin down, as the man came out walking over. He appeared lean and hard, brown skin, and dark hair that was groomed with oil. His attire was similar to those of Astapor; however, it was blue instead of green in the fabric.

"Now comes the noble Razdal mo Eraz, of that ancient and honorable house, master of men and speaker to savages, to offer terms of peace," Missandei announced. Drogon, Elianna and Rhaegal screeched at him, being a stranger. Razdal stumbled back not expecting to see the dragons. Daenerys petted Drogon to assure him all is well, while I scratched Elianna's chin.

"Noble lord, you are in the presence of Daeron of House Targaryen, Third of His Name, rightful King of the Andals and the Rhoynars and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms, Protector of the Realm, Breaker of Chains, and the Dornish Dragon. Along with his sister, Daenerys Stormborn of House Targaryen, Princess of Westeros, Princess of Dragonstone, Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea, and Mother of Dragons."

Instantly, I felt a bit proud of my titles. Mother and Father would be proud, Breaker of Chains and King of Dragons. Meanwhile, Razdal stood there cautiously.

"Welcome, Razdal mo Eraz." I greeted. "Have a seat."

A chair or rather a dusty stool was brought over in which Razdal accepted. Irri came over offering a glass of wine, "Will the noble Lord take refreshment?"

Razdal nodded, accepting the drink. His dark eyes stared into my purple eyes, as he took a sip of wine, before setting it down and spoke in the common tongue, "Ancient and glorious is Yunkai. Our empire was old before dragons stirred in old Valyria. Valyria were just shepherds when we existed. Many an army has not broken against our walls. You shall find no easy conquest here, Your Grace."

Daenerys reached into a bowl and tossed a piece of meat into the air. The dragons flew in to catch, which Drogon was the victor flying away. This startled Razdal, yet he tried to keep his composure.

"Excellent. Kraznys mo Nakloz said the Unsullied need practice, and to blood them early." I was informed.

"If blood is your desire, blood shall flow," Razdal said. "But why? 'Tis true you have committed savageries in Astapor. But the Yunkai are forgiving and generous people."

He clapped his hands as four slaves came over presenting two oriental chests filled with gold blocks. Afterward, the slaves bowed to the ground as if they were dogs.

"The wise masters of Yunkai have sent a gift for the Dragon siblings," Razdal said. "There is far more than this awaiting you on the deck of your ships."

"My ships?" I asked, not expecting that.

"Yes, Your Grace," Razdal answered.

"As I said, we are generous people. You shall have as many ships as you require."

"And what do you want in return?" I asked bluntly.

"All we ask is that you make use of these ships. Sail them back to Westeros where you belong and leave us to conduct our affairs in peace." Razdal answered.

It was a tempting offer, but I stared at the slaves seeing their arms were tired and feet blistered from carrying the gold over here. The collars around their neck were a bit tight, as sweat formed around it. Razdal could have had a wagon to transport the gold. Instead, he had these men carry it in this climate. He could even ride a horse or camel to the camp instead of being carried by a palanquin. Back in Pentos, the palanquins were carried by men who are paid, in Yunkai, they used slaves. Remembering what Aegon said, I decided to use my instincts.

"I have a gift for you as well," I sneered. "Your life."

"My life?" Razdal asked, confused.

"And the lives of your wise masters," I answered. "But I also want something in return. You will release every slave in Yunkai. Every man, woman, and child shall be given much food, clothing, money, and property as they can carry as payment for their years of servitude. Reject this gift, and we shall show no mercy."

"You are mad," Razdal said as Ser Barristan and Ser Jorah immediately drew their swords and I clenched on my dagger. "We are not Astapor or Qarth. We are Yunkai! We have powerful friends. Friends who would take great pleasure in destroying you. Those who survive, we shall enslave once more . Perhaps we'll make a whore of your sister as well!" Razdal threatened standing up facing Daenerys. Immediately all three dragons screeched at him and Rakharo, Aggo immediately readied their Arkah. Irri looked offended at the insult to Daenerys. Razdal stepped back, "You swore to me safe conduct."

"He did, but not I," Daenerys said. "Nor did my dragons make any promises. And you threaten their mother."

Razdal hesitated and ordered his slaves, "Take the gold."

The four slaves came over, but Drogon and Elianna jumped on top screeching a warning.

"Our gold. You gave it to us, remember?" I said, standing up, putting my hand on top of the chest and closing the lid. "And we shall put it to good use. You'd be wise to do the same with my gift to you."

Razdal mo Eraz glared at me before leaving muttering in he was gone, I turned to face my council.

"The Yunkish are a proud people," Ser Barristan said. "They will not bend."

"And what happens to things that don't bend?" Daenerys asked. "They aren't Martells."

"Still, I gave them the offer, and they will accept the consequences," I said sternly. "He said he has powerful friends. Who was he talking about?"

"I don't know," Ser Jorah answered.

"Missandei, do the Yunkish have their own Unsullied?" I asked my translator and my sister's handmaiden.

"No, Your Grace," Missandei said. "Their soldiers are Yunkish. Although, their vanguard is made of slave men."

"Grey Worm? Are you aware of Yunkish soldiers?" I asked.

"They are not as elite as Unsullied," Grey Worm answered. Razdal mo Eraz seems determined about his supposed friends. If the Yunkish soldiers and slave soldiers are not capable of a siege by the Unsullied, then who is?

I brooded for a while and looked at Ser Jorah, "Find out."

"As you wish," Ser Jorah replied, then left to investigate.