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This is my first story so if there is any mistakes please point it out.

Prologue: Dawn

The light of dawn is always a welcoming sight, especially when you're high in the air above the clouds. Beneath him and at his side are his three bonded dragons.

The colours that painted the horizon is a reflection of the rider's eye. The purple of the sky around the sun itself reflects his right eye. As is the characteristics of a Valyrian.

But what brought a special touch to it was the golden rim around the violet orb. The characteristics of the family the rider originates from. One of the great houses of the Valyrian Freehold: House Draeterys.

The rising sun that repelled the dark itself reflects the rider's left eye. With the Red orb being protected and surrounded by the gold rim. But what brought life and soul to his eyes are the determination behind those magnetic eyes.

The armour clad rider mentally urged his three dragons down under the thick clouds that concealed them. As the dragons dived into the thick misty clouds the rider was immediately hit with the moisture of the clouds. Causing him to squint his eyes, which in turn caused all three of his dragons to squint their's even though the moisture doesn't bother them, but because of their close bond with their rider. Although the low visibility of the misty clouds and the rushing and shrieking of the wind filling the rider's ears. He was aware of the direction he was heading. It is crucial that he must be in time.

The dragons slowly descended in the clouds going closer and closer to their destination.

Soon they were out of the clouds much to the riders both pleasure and displeasure after getting out of that low visibility area but the sight below on the ground and in front of him caused the latter feeling. The dragons all

growled softly to comfort their bonded. Which in turn received his appreciative hum.

On the Ground were a big black mass of dots that littered the area. There were two black masses of humans standing facing each other. The rider smirked as he was approaching from behind the enemy ranks.

Non of them realised that the freehold actually deployed dragonlords on this war since no dragons has been released yet.

'But they will soon realise the freehold did when they are burned to ashes and the land scorched black' thought the rider as he smirked in a predatory way. The dragons wanted to shriek in a mischievious way but restrained themselves since they know it was a discreet operation from the mental bond they share with their rider.

They glided silently towards their target as their targets revealed their back to them.

The dragons and their rider waited almost giddily to wreak havoc among the enemy lines.

The commander of the Qartheen commander is pleased. Although they have lost a few battles but they are winning the war. Although the freehold army had split its 60,000 strong army into two, they are still outnumbered by the Qartheen army.

Grand Protector and chief commander of Qarth, Lohan Dos has stripped almost every family in Qarth of their husband, sons, brothers, uncles and such. To defend Qarth from the freehold... such extremes are a must.

He did not like it, he did not enjoy it, he did not cry for it, but this is his duty.

But he was confused as why the freehold decided to expand their territories once again. The dragonlords of the mighty Valyrian Freehold had preferred to do infighting to expand their own power and influence instead of their own freehold's.

Still, it doesn't matter anymore does it. Here they are, The Valyrian army led by none other than their Chief Of Military and Conflicts, Lord Renlor Rexagon. He is an extremely competent man in the art of warfare. Although they had not faced each other before but the minor skirmishes he had arranged to disrupt their supply trains that they have had was enough to determine the man's military mind. If not the skirmishes, then the war during the Dothraki incursions before their invasion of Qarth have proved that the man was an excellent commander.

It is a pity Lohan had to end him. Indeed they are enemies yet he respects the man as a fellow warrior. Unfortunately this is a war HE had waged, an invasion they have started!

Therefore he must crush them.

The Grand Protector Lohan Dos was not an arrogant man, on the contrary he is a very careful man. He is so confident to win this battle against Lord Renlor is because not only he has the superior numbers from the men he had levied from the families but also the formation they had applied are more benefiting for them as they allocated themselves on a large elevated area that gave them the advantage of the highground. Also the warlocks that he had commandeered had arrived. 500 trained warlocks, each had sacrificed a dozen slaves that varied from babes still on their mother's teats to the old on their deathbeds, male or female. This was to convert energy from the 'sacrifices' to increase their magical energy. Lohan did not like it, but unfortunately it must be done.

To distract himself from that dark thought, he drifted his mind to a few moons back when the freehold army had entered the Lhazareen land of Selchar. They had stormed it's local keep in a swift manner, after Lohan had mustered the army he immediately marched them to Selchar while also training the men on the way since most of them were just ordinary small folk. Soon the Lhazareen lords joined the Qartheen cause.

And then with the blessings of the Lhazareen lords, he had levied the men in their lands. Taking even more pillars from hundreds maybe even thousands of families. 'But they will come out as the victor and they will be showered with glory and love by their families and lovers.' at least that is how Lohan 'comforts' himself. But truth is probably some of them will be dead by the night.

After bringing a part of their forces down on the freehold forces, they managed to force the Valyrian freehold forces into stalemate. He admits he made a mistake by not hammering with their full force and might down on the freehold army and now the Valyrians have an extremely well-defended position for their camp but also free reign to perform raids and hit-and-run tactics on Lohan's own lines, supply trains and camps and caused a stalemate until today. But how can one not think twice when facing them. The Valyrian Freehold army, the same army that had defeated the powerful Ghiscari and the Rhoynish, even if it is just 60,000 of them against the joint Qarth, Lhazareen host of 150,000 men combined . But still he can't help but regret for not bringing the full might on them. Because after entering stalemate, the Vice Chief Commander of their army had led 25,000 of their forces north to Khyzai Pass to enter the Lhazareen lands of Hesh to lay siege on their keeps and lands with only women, babes and old as it's defenders. It is to force the Lhazareen lords to return and defend their keep and reduce the numbers of the joint Qartheen and Lhazareen army. And to encircle and flank the Qartheen army.

This forced Lohan Dos to send 60,000 of his men to defend the Lhazareen lands and destroy the encircling army. This had left 90,000 of his army to continue on this battle of skirmishes and further continue their

situation of stalemate. However much to his chagrin, despite sending an overwhelming force to route the encircling Valyrian army, Lohan's 60,000 men army were defeated twice despite the Valyrian army being outnumbered. But last week he had sent his own prodigy, his proudest student in the arts of warfare to stop the encircling army.

To say he is confident is an understatement despite of Lohan's careful nature. Goran Dos his own nephew, is truly a master in tactics and strategy. The man had been with him since he could held the sword. He even followed Lohan during the Dothraki raids and

served in the conflicts with the Yi Tish tributary states. Eager to prove himself capable of taking his reins Goran strives and works diligently to live up to Lohan's reputation. He would rest easy knowing his nephew would take over his reins.

But apparently the enemy Valyrian second-in-command is not a force to be reckoned with as well. The boy has served with the Valyrian Chief Commander during the Dothraki incursions and had earned his own spurs. Not to mention the student and prodigy of Lohan's current rival, Renlor Rexagon. 'This would be interesting' Lohan thought 'as the prodigy faces a prodigy while the masters shall face each other' amused by the situation they're in. But still before Goran his own nephew left he warned him caution above all, all Goran Dos needed to do was hold the rival prodigy off while Lohan destroyed the Renlor's Valyrian host and march north to aid Goran.

His thoughts were interrupted when a messenger came into his tent to deliver him

his message. "Lord commander, the other captains and the army is ready, they are waiting for your command ".

Lohan Dos, Grand Protector of Qarth and Chief Commander of the army nods and walks out of the tent to relay his commands to his captains in this battle. The Plan was discussed and laid out yesterday in the command tent, but now he has to revise the plan, to make sure the captains don't forget the details.

The captains are already waiting for him and huddled up in a half circle. Lohan stood in front of them and said in his low and booming voice" We are situated on an elevated area, therefore giving us an advantage as they need to hike up the hill to try and tackle us, IF can they can reach us.

The captains all nod as they still remembered the plan they agreed on yesterday and were quite fine without the pleasantries and the straight-to-the-point words knowing their commander to be a no bullshit kind of man. After waiting for a moment to let the words reach their brains he continued, "We will rain death and hell on them with our arrows first to reduce their numbers, once the enemy are in range for close combat the archers will move to the back to let the heavy infantry hold the frontlines. While the archers do their work, the others will light and roll the hay-covered boulders smeared with resins to smash the charging army." Lohan paused for a moment before adding "If they want to charge so bad then let them charge their way into hell"

the men present all chuckled at their commander's little jape. After the chuckling ends a captain asks"How do we know they will charge?" Lohan then explains why the Freehold army will most definitely charge.

"Let's just say some parts of their camp will somehow be alight with fire while the owner of the command tent will receive a rather infuriating message." he ended the sentence with a smirk.

The captains then each ask their questions which vary from who will light their camp on fire and what message will the enemy commander receive. Of course Lohan won't tell, but he of course needs to think about how to get the blacksmiths in the Valyrian camp out of there. It was extremely difficult to find and gather informants and agents to do his bidding since the freehold armies do not allow any camp followers especially whores.

But still, since the Valyrians have to march all the way through mountain passes they can't bring metal workers and anvils from the territories of Valyria with them, so they had to employ local blacksmiths. Which was good news since it was the blacksmith's land that is getting invaded by their own employers.

Lohan only needed a few gold and fewer words to convince them to help him.

A commotion coming from the front ranks took the attention of the captains. He headed to the front to see if it was what he had expected. 'Huh it appears the blacksmiths kept their word'

Lohan thought while stroking his greying beard. Needless to say the message will be delivered. He smirked to himself knowing his plan would work. Watching parts of the Sea of Black Valyrian tents burning he was finally satisfied. As a fellow scholar of tactics and warrior he knew Renlor Rexagon would be infuriated. He knew Renlor would and must attack because Lohan had sent raiding parties the past month on the Valyrian supply lanes and had reduced their food storages.

The Lhazareen knows their own land like the back of their own hand. Making the raids a reality. The Lhazareen raiders received the orders of 'If you can't take the food and supplies without dying then burn the carts, burn it rather than letting the invaders have them.'

Needless to say it was effective, the Valyrian camp now have less than a week's worth of food even with rationing, with that letter Lohan was sure Renlor WILL definitely be the aggressive one on the battle even if they are forced.

Realising he has to address the warlocks what their duty is in this battle, He turned around and was shocked to find the leader of the warlock there like he just appeared right out of thin air, the warlock was skinny, bald and definitely has an uncanny aura emitted by him.

The warlock spoke first "Lord Commander we were expecting to receive ... your orders".

the warlock said with a weird voice with an unsettling way.The last two words spoke by him were somewhat giddy in his unsettling way. It definitely did it's job in unsettling the captains. Being a commander for nearly 35 years, Lohan didn't even show that he was unsettled, but he was, extremely so. But he is still the Chief Commander thus the AUTHORITY in this camp.

"Indeed I do have one, you and your ... comrades will have an important task."

Lohan said knowing that the warlock won't be happy with this. Yet he steeled himself

and informed the warlock. "You and your comrades will stay at the rear and reinforce our men's might physically and mentally... with your ways I believe it can be done. After the order was given. The warlock's uncanny smile immediately turned into a disturbing frown which made every man present feel uncomfortable, which was an understatement of what they felt. "No...no I believe you are mistaken COMMANDER Lohan, you informed us of dragons. And... we WILL have it".

Even though Lohan was unsettled, but after realising that the warlock was about to disobey his command, he immediately turned the arrows around and shot back at the warlock. "No, you and your worms WILL NOT have dragons, in case you haven't noticed or WE would've been burned into oblivion!" Lohan yelled with the fire the commander had used against incompetent or disobedient troops. But Lohan isn't done yet " And you will obey my command or you and your ilk will be labelled as traitors and The House Of The Undying WILL die and never ever rise again"!

The air was silent for a moment before the warlock averted his eyes and nods but not without that disturbing and scheming smile plastered on his hideous face." Of course...Commander, you will have our arts to act against our...ENEMIES."

The warlock said with a disturbingly giddy smile and a scheming eye. Not giving them time to respond the Warlock left, leaving Lohan Dos and his captains whispering to each other."Do you truly trust that they will do their duty commander?" asked a captain. Lohan shook his head and said "No absolutely not , therefore the archers will have caution of their backs." The archer captain nodded in agreement.

Unknown to the captains the warlock had commanded his comrades to 'ENCOURAGE' the men with sending the disturbingly realistic image of their loved ones especially the females, whether child or old at home being raped and enslaved by the Valyrians if they were to lose, and the image of the males being forced to watch the females being violated by them. The image forced on the men who had not fortified their minds would be scarred mentally for life afterwards, including the Grand Protector. All the warlocks smirked before being called by the gathering horn.

The entire Qartheen And Lhazareen forces stood in their own formations on the hill, while the warlocks stood at the rear.

Lohan Dos seated on top of his large brown destrier as befitiing his rank. Clad in formidable brigandine armour but with a solid steel plate over his chest to protect it. Before he put on his own helmet, he went in front of the front ranks to make a speech to his army.

"Men ! Hear me, lend me your ears." He paused for a moment to gain their attention."All of you, look around you, look at the distance our army has stretched, pass the words to the next people so that they can hear the words I am about to speak".

Lohan yelled as loud as his lung would allow him to let more of his soldiers be heard what he has to say from his own mouth.

"Today, we stand as brothers. Comrades, standing side by side. I would need not to say much, as the situation is clear, our homes behind our backs! Our steel in our grasps! Our enemy, the inbred invaders in our line of sight! Today will be the day, where we protect what is ours, where we defend our home, where we shall burn the bodies of our enemy to ASHES!!!" the words spread among the ranks, and soon the entire rank of men, all 86,000 of them that had remained after those skirmishes that favoured the valyrian more chanted BURN !!!,BURN !!!, BURN!!!.

Lohan Dos smirked, this is it, today is the day, where his name will forever be sung in songs and his actions told in the legends. All he needed to do now was win this battle. YES, that is all he needed to do. Except he can't...Because those Valyrians are not charging...

Renlor Rexagon had never been so angry.

The message sent by Lohan Dos is crunched in his hand, it is not an insult to his mother,father,wife,children it was not even directed at him personally. No it was something about what he is, a warrior with discipline. Lohan Dos didn't insult him, but his bloody abilities. He won't even bother telling his commanders what the message was. 'These lot are as incompetent as a pious whore' Renlor thought to himself. 'If they weren't lordlings or some son of a lord freeholder' he would've punish them ACCORDINGLY!!!' They didn't even bother to send scouts ahead the road, not to mention to scout bloody spots suitable for AMBUSH!!!

One of his "commanders" if you can call him that with his body the size of one of the mountains in these bloody treacherous lands! and with the courage as little as a single a nut asked Renlor "I-I-Is it something b-b-bad, C-commander? what could be even worse when currently we only have enough food for a few days."

'By the gods he can't even look me in the fucking eye' Thought Renlor in disgust, of course all his fat head could think of was FOOD, he chose to ignore him as he thought on the situation. If not for the plan proposed by his second-in-command, Draeden he probably would've given in to Lohan's trap.

But Draeden's plan is extremely bold, but it is the only way. If it doesn't succeed or didn't even use this plan then they would have three choices. First one is that starve to death,second is die charging the enemy lines, third is the worst of all, which is to pull back...

Renlor was an 'action' man, he would not just sit and wait for death. No, he would fight even death itself. So even the plan with low chances seemed like finding a pitcher of water after weeks in the Red Waste.

Then another bloody craven just had to pull his bloody fucking tail, and a hard one at that."C-commander, w-we should pull back to Y-Yunkai, and gather more r-reinforcements

and-" He was silenced when Renlor threw his own glass cup at the ground beside the craven who almost ran out of the tent at his commander's rage."REINFORCEMENTS ?? there's your fucking reinforcement !!" Renlor burst in age while pointing at the broken glass saying the word 'reinforcements'." The council WILL no longer offer more

of what we have now if we don't prove to them that we can win this poor excuse of a war and prove to them the expansion of the Freehold is where our TRUE POWER AND GLORY lies!"

Renlor had had enough of it. The decline of the military and 'expansion' if you could call it that, was the result of the heavy infighting among the lord freeholders. His thoughts were interrupted when a sentry rushed in like he had just saw light for the first time in years.

"Lo..*huff*...Lord...*huff*...C-Com-mander...t.*huff*...th..*huff*..the

S...su-" The panting sentry was cut off sharply by an impatient Renlor"Gather your air man, and speak steadily". The sentry took a deep breath and speak in a single breath "It's DAWN my lord!!" Renlor Rexagon, Chief of Military and Conflicts, widened his own eyes.'Now lets see if you would be in time boy, this would be the deciding factor of our fate'

Lohan Dos was confused. Did he overestimate Renlor Rexagon's unyielding nature or did the man just decided to wait for an opportunity. As the sun rises behind him and graces the sky and earth. That is when ROAR'S and SCREECHES also decided to grace his army from the direction of the sun rise. Lohan Dos's entire body tenses and freezes up in horror of the voice.

He didn't even have the courage to look back,

but he steeled his resolve and turned his head. Only to see the dawn and three large columns of FLAMES hit the entirety of his rear where the warlocks and ballistas once stood. The chanting army that had just cheered BURN!!! a few seconds ago was now the ones being BURNED by three large DRAGONS!!

Lohan Dos had never felt so desperate before, until witnessing dragon fire himself.

"Wha-what have I done" he said while shaking heavily "I have doomed us all'.

His thoughts turned to the families that he had stripped of their man. And whispered

"I have failed you all" shakily.

So that was the first prologue to my first ever story, again feel free to leave your reviews so I can make improvements. This is my first story so I really need your guy's help. But other than that, I hope you enjoyed it. I will post the next chapter as soon as I can.