Chapter 31
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Daenerys was not exactly happy when I entered our room dragging Viserys alongside me, and it was to be expected, she had no idea what had just happened.
"Why is my brother in that state?" Daenerys inquired, pointing at her brother on the floor with an accusatory look on her face.
I sighed, trying to word out what had just happened; it wasn't easy to find the right words to basically say, your brother wanted to kill me and whore you out to a Dothraki horde to get some men.
But oftentimes times is best to go with the harsh reality of the situation, "That can be easily explained," I went into detail how Viserys was plotting to get me killed and have my father take my throne and now then he would marry her to savages just to gather even more men.
"I… I can't believe he would do such a thing," Daenerys said in disbelief, eyes full of tears, "I…"
I sighed as I shrugged my shoulders, "You can ask Illyrio, he can fact check,"
Daenerys shook her head off, "No, I believe you,"
Well, that was frankly easier than I originally thought it would.
"I came here so you can decide his punishment," I wanted her to be the one to select his fate if I did it there was a big chance she would resent me for it, but if she did it was a totally different story.
Daenerys eyed me for a second, possibly weighing the options, it was either death or imprisonment, after a few seconds where she was walking around the room trying to decide, she finally said, "I.. I know death is…the most acceptable punishment, but whether he was good or not, he kept me safe all this time… I want to imprison him,"
While it wasn't the result I had desired from this outcome, it was still good; nonetheless, it was a matter of time before he did something stupid and forced my sword down his neck.
I'm not going to lie; I will cherish that moment with all my heart.
"Very well, but if he takes a wrong step, I will kill him," I nodded as I approached her grabbing in a tight embrace by her hips, "You are my wife, and whether we love each other or not, is my duty to keep you safe,"
Daenerys nodded in understanding, as I left the room with the sack of shit… I mean the King on my back.
—
It took roughly two hours for Viserys to wake up, and his expression finding himself on one of the cells in my ship was priceless, unique, formidable.
It almost made him still being alive worth it, seriously, seeing his smug facade turned into one of total and absolute despair was a delicacy.
"So you finally rise, oh mighty dragon," I mocked, getting a hateful glare from him.
"Mhhhqg!" Viserys tried to say something, but his mouth was covered with homemade cloth gag, and some might wonder what a homemade cloth gag is, well it's a piece of used underwear from the dirtiest man under men, that was utilized for this purpose.
"I hope you like the flavor, Petro hasn't taken a bath or changed underwear for the last four months," I laughed, seeing how Viserys started to join the dots on his head, to the point he was almost throwing up.
"Haha," Petro laughed in the back.
"Don't get all fancy on me, Viserys," I chuckled, "After all your life in prison will be quite harsh and disgusting, Petro will take a bath, and that will be your drink water unless you rather drink other body fluids,"
Viserys eyes widened in shock, fear rushing through his very core.
"I promise Daenerys I would keep you alive," I smiled, "And I know torturing physically will not make her happy, but oh boy, physiological torture is quite better, once you break a man.. but not physically but mentally he can't never be mended back together again,"
Viserys started to try and talk again, but I cut him off.
"You know, I can understand the general idea of you trying to kill me, I won't let you, but heck I can even respect you for it, I mean it takes balls to try that knowing you will ultimately fail, but to hurt your own blood, that is simply despicable," I left, giving my men instructions to keep him alive, he, unfortunately, was loved to some degree by his sister, my wife.
—
After leaving Viserys to suffer, I went back to Illyrio castle, to discuss a meeting with the Dothraki, and possibly getting someone that could teach me their language, I needed to speak their tongue for my plan to work.
"This is one of the books I have in Dothraki culture, and more," Illyrio offered somewhat fearful what had happened earlier.
"Thanks," I waved him off as I started to read.
The Dothraki people are a culture of nomadic warriors in Essos who range across the vast grasslands of the Dothraki sea in hordes known as khalasars. People of the Seven Kingdoms and the Free Cities also refer to the Dothraki as horselords.
The Dothraki live in hordes called khalasars. Their chieftains are called khals, while the wife of a Khal is known as a Khaleesi. The heir of a Khal is named the khalakka. A ko is one of the Khal's commanders within a horde. According to a semi-canon source, a khas consists of the personal guard of important individuals, such as a Khaleesi or a ko.
Bloodriders fulfill the roles of guards, brothers, shadows, and friends to the Khal in ways that run deeper than the oath of the Kingsguard to the King on the Iron Throne. The Khal and his bloodriders commonly refer to each other as "blood of my blood."
"Who would've thought they had such a complicated ruling system, for savages they have quite the operational, political system," I chuckled as I read; unfortunately, the book didn't have anything useful their language so far, and the book had even less their migration patterns because these were pretty random, so to hunt them all down would take quite a while.
I had to find an interpreter, someone that wasn't my father, I knew he knew how to speak their language, but the idea of asking him for help was repulsive of its own.
So I continued reading.
The Dothraki language is considered a rough, harsh language by Westerosi standards. They use descriptive names, for example, Rhaesh Andahli, meaning the land of the Andals, for Westeros, shierak qiya, which literally means bleeding star, used to describe the red comet, or the term Milk Men for the Qartheen, pointing towards their paleness.
Again nothing but general, and I mean very general descriptions about their culture and language.
As I continued reading the book, trying to find anything useful, Daenerys entered the library with a quite provocative dress.
"Is late, come to bed with me," Daenerys was trying to seduce me? I mean, it's not bad. I'm her husband, but frankly, I didn't expect her to try and sleep with me after I bitch slapped and imprison her sister... I mean brother.
She was wearing a Qartheen dress that I had yet to figure out where or how she acquired it but to be honest, I didn't care, the sight was quite nice to behold.
"Now that you said it, I kinda feel like going to bed," I chuckled as I approached her, running my fingers through her hair down to her uncovered tit, "If I didn't know any better, I would say you are trying to seduce me,"
Daenerys smiled as she took a step forward, kissing me quite passionately, and as our lips separated whispered, "I am, my king,"
Well, I don't know what kind of evil and malevolent plot she's cooking, and I don't care, if these are her plots, she can sign me up for a couple of them, in the end, I will win, and will have a great time along the way.
Chapter 32
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Daenerys was unexpectedly quite the passionate wife, maybe part of her Dragon blood, and more often than not I found myself just getting used to this type of treatment.
If I was going to hell, It would be for all the men I have killed, not for bedding my wife.
But I still had yet to figure out if she was trying to manipulate or not, she was genuinely sweet with me, but I had just incarcerated her brother, for me it just didn't add up.
Was I being too paranoid, seeing plots where they weren't any? Maybe. Perhaps she was just trying her best to make this marriage a successful one.
And yet, I had something stopping me from just trusting her, besides the fact we were strangers a month ago.
'I should really just let this go,' I thought, as I stood of my bed making sure to leave Daenerys sleeping soundly, 'She tried to make it work with Drogo, I have to at least give her a chance, she was never a manipulator anyway, now Cersei, that bitch is crazy,'
With a sigh I sneaked out of the room, to meet with Illryo and have him find me a Dothraki interpreter, my first step was learning their language, then I would have to start conquering all the tribes.
I had no issue with waiting and planning for the long run, the seven kingdoms would be there waiting for me, weaker than ever, ripe for the taking the moment I decided to go back, for now I would let those idiots play their games, because the moment I secured Essos would be the moment Westeros would be mine.
"Hey Illyrio, I need another thing for you," I approached the Magister with a wide smile, which by some reason startled him.
"Yes..?" Illyrio asked cleaning his silk robe off the wine he had just spilled on himself.
"I need you to find me a Dothraki interpreter, I want to learn their language," I informed him.
"I don't know why… but I feel it's not my place to ask…" Illryo chuckled as he accepted his mission.
"Thanks, and you are absolutely right, is not your place to ask," I smiled as I left the room, my destiny the training grounds, it's been awhile since I had a good workout, that doesn't involve me and my wife, not that I complain, but I can't fuck my enemies to death… I mean is a possibility but is certainly not efficient.
—
The training ground the unsullied use in a close environment, why I have no idea, but I don't care, I start training hard, as minutes turn into hours until I hear someone entering the training ground.
Daenerys Targaryen herself descend from the comfy bed to look for me, as she rushes in to give the incredibly sweaty me, a kiss.
She was wearing a blue beautiful dress with gold regalia and a gold dragon crown, that was one of the gift Illyrio gave her.
"You have to stop waking up without waking me up," Daenerys smiled.
"Sorry but you look so adorable sleeping I can't do that," I said as I booped her nose.
Daenerys giggled as she eyed my ass for a second, "You are right, I married the best ass in the known world,"
I laughed, "My ass takes the compliment,"
"So training?" Daenerys inquired.
"Well, I have to occupy my free time," I scratched the back of my head as I turned my gaze to the door, feeling someone behind, "While I wait for the Dothraki teacher,"
I signaled Daenerys to step behind me as I rushed towards the door, she immediately understood, and soon after I was kicking the door down, the other side was empty, no one but me was here.
'I'm going crazy… I could've sworn I felt someone staring at me a second ago… I really need to relax… or be really careful…' I thought making a mental note to order my ravens to keep an eye on everyone, if I wasn't crazy and someone managed to sneak and disappear without being caught by me… well it was bad news.
—
After my little incident were I felt I was being watched, I decided to send some ravens to get some of my men over Essos, I would need them for my plans.
I had also ordered my Krakens to protect my islands, and some ravens waiting for the war to start to deliver the message to my family we weren't joining the Starks in their war, they insulted me first anyways, I had already done iré than enough for them and they still took a shit on my hard work, at least Ned did, if Robb couldn't beat his last remaining death flag, The Frey's and avoid his fate then frankly he was destined to die.
My only duty was my promise to Sansa, I might not be able to marry her anymore, but I promise I would always keep her safe regardless of our relationship, and that I intend to keep.
I already had a deal with Varys, and he was one to keep his word.
But that brought me back if the Frey's betrayed the Starks again, Sansa would either die or worse end up marrying the old disgusting freak.
So in the end I might as well kill the Frey's… no why would I… the Starks need to fucking do something for themselves… so instead I'll warn them, a Raven here and there and soon enough their heads will roll.
If that didn't ensure her safety, well I would have to unfortunately get more involved, either way I would keep my promise.
I also wanted to protect Arya, but not because I promise anyone, that one was more of a personal goal, I liked the little rascal, she was a free spirit that didn't deserve all the shit she got, and while she ended up being badass, there were other ways to do so without getting all those emotional scars.
Noticing it was getting late, I started to walk back to my room, wondering how would this war end, victory was never one hundred percent secured, I was pretty confident I would win anyways, but what clouded my mind was, how many would die for me to get the crown on my head.
Shaking the thoughts off my head, I entered the room, and what I saw surprised me, one of those good surprises.
Daenerys was sitting on the bed with a very sexy dragon inspired bedroom clothing.
"I've been waiting for you," Daenerys said crawling to me, "My king,"
She is getting good in the art of seduction, that much is sure.
"Well let's not wait anymore," I smiled as I eagerly dived into the bed.
—
That night I had a dream, a really vivid dream, it was so realistic it made me feel it was real, I woke up inside a tent, inside there were some Dothraki chanting something.
'hlizif cub!'
'hlizif cub!'
'hlizif cub!'
'hlizif cub!'
'hlizif cub!'
'hlizif cub!'
'hlizif cub!'
'hlizif cub!'
'hlizif cub!'
'hlizif cub!'
'hlizif cub!'
'hlizif cub!'
What were they chanting…they were happy, I was happy… Why was I happy?
I started to look around, trying to make sense of the situation, trying to understand what was going on, but a voice I had grown to recognize the last few weeks caught my attention.
Daenerys was in my dream, covered in blood, but no hers, she was eating something… the heart of a horse…
'The fuck does this mean… and why does this dream make me happy… this shit makes little to no sense' I murmured in my dream as a white fog covered everything leaving me with nothing but questions.
Chapter 33
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It took Illyrio roughly a couple weeks to find a good Dothraki teacher willing to teach us, they were pretty rare.
But once he found the teacher I found the dothraki language was quite dull and limited in its uses, with a very short vocabulary, making the classes go smooth and fast, but even though there were still some concepts hard to grasp.
But I suppose I was a bit distracted with the bizarre dream I had a couple of weeks ago, and was focusing mostly during these classes to make sense to the chant I heard.
hlizif cub! Those words echoed in my head like a butterfly in a cage.
Daenerys on the other hand was doing a bit better than me, absorbing the language like she was born for it, she was quite excited to learn this with me.
And I didn't see any problems with her joining my classes, in fact it was mostly beneficial for me and her, so I happily paid the teacher extra to teach both us.
"Their culture is so fascinating," Daenerys was happy to expand her knowledge, and eager to learn new things, this frankly made her pretty adorkable at times.
"Can you translate something for me?" I asked the teacher who turned his gaze to meet mine.
"What do you want to translate?" The teacher inquired, accepting my request.
If I knew how to write it, it would be easier to ask him what I want, but because I didn't know how to do it, I imitated the sound, "hlizi cub.. I think that was it…"
"Mmmm… well, that can only mean… Bear Cub… but why would you want me to translate that?" The Teacher asked, as I started to analyze the dream I had.
My head was probably playing games with me, using the fact I've been sleeping with Daenerys every day and that I want to conquer the Dothraki to create that very specific dream…. or at least that would make sense if it wasn't for the fact I didn't know any Dothraki words before that dream and thanks to my teacher I confirmed those words meant something, so perhaps it was more than a simple dream.
I couldn't help but look at my wife, my eyes slowly drifting her flat stomach, was she pregnant?
She wasn't drinking anything to stop or prevent a pregnancy, so it wouldn't surprise me if she announced that she was with a child any time now.
I don't know how it hasn't occurred to me that I might be a father soon, how that fact didn't dawn on me sooner.
"We will soon," Daenerys smiled, noticing that I was looking at her belly.
"...I…that would be great" I was lost on what to say so I decided to say something positive, nod and continue with the class.
—-
After the Dothraki class I went on with my daily routine, training and stuff, I still didn't have the manpower to move, so all I could do was gather information.
As I trained, a maid entered with a cup of water, but sometime was off about her, her aura, her general vibe was immensely more dangerous than any other maids working in the castle.
"Who are you?" I inquired, as I dropped the cup of whatever she tried to poison me with.
"What do you mean, master Mormont?" The maid said with slight fear, but something inside me told me it was fake.
"You either tell me who you are, and I will personally introduce you to my sword, and believe me, your relationship will be intimate," I smiled as I grabbed my sword.
"A man is impressed, a man was right all along," All of the sudden the voice of the so-called maid changed.
"You are a faceless man…" I muttered.
"A man would be correct," The maid/faceless man nodded, "A man wanted to see the blessed one, and a man was right to do so,"
"So who paid you enough money to kill yourself?" I inquired as I approached him, "Cause you must know, this is a suicide, you can't win against me,"
"A man will not and have not taken any contracts against you, but others can use a man to hurt you otherwise," The faceless maid answered.
He basically said, he would not accept contracts with my name on the list, but others I care about they would.
Daenerys, Sansa, my family… or my future sons and daughters.
"You are basically begging for your religion to go extinct," I growled.
"A man would expect nothing else, Valar Morghulis, Valar Dohaeris, all men must die, all men must serve, a man is done here," The faceless man said as he removed his face changing into another one.
'He… came to warn me others would target my loved ones… and what did he meant by blessed one' I thought as I watched him leave.
—
After that ominous chat with the assassin I decided to step up my security even more, I ordered fifty ravens to be on high alert around the castle, with Roda leading this… Yes I named the raven that behaves like Yoda, Roda.
*Hrmm protect you, I will, Yrsss.* Roda took the assignment with great honor.
"Thanks, I'm counting on you," I chuckled.
After setting an ever tighter security I went to talk to illyrio about the accommodations for the five thousand men that were arriving in a week, once they arrived I would start my campaign to take over the Dothraki.
But I needed food, supplies and other things before we left this place, one of the reasons Illiryo would come quite handy, supplying us with all that and more for an affordable price.
"Magister," I announced my presence as I entered his office.
"King Mormont, what an unexpected surprise," Illyrio had learned to call me King, was it out of fear or respect I didn't really care.
I started to explain to him in detail what I wanted, weapons, food, making a very detailed list of supplies he would have to provide before we left his castle.
"Is that all?" Illryo inquired going over the list.
"Yes, I hope you continue to be our supplier," I smiled leaving an unspoken threat in the air, betray me and I will gut you.
"Then I will get to it," Illryo nodded, not daring to look me in the eyes.
With that done it was time to sleep, I had a wife to see and… do married things with.
—
After another passionate marital night with my wife, I fell asleep soundly in a matter of minutes, but again instead of darkness, a quite vivid dream awaited me.
Snow, lots and lots of snow, covering every single corner in my dream world, I felt cold anyways, my body seemed to accept this dream… or possibly vision as a reality.
'Where am I now… this doesn't seem like the north… maybe beyond the wall?' I thought as I walked aimlessly trying to find something to make sense of what I was seeing.
I don't know for how long I walked inside my dream, but it felt like hours, and all I could see and feel was cold, and a sense of dread filling me, fear.
I haven't felt that in a while, not like this, and to feel it in a dream is idiotic, but when I dreamed of Daenerys that time, I was happy.
And that fact made this even more serious, what if this was a dream… no… if this was vision warning me of the other… the white walkers… I was prepared for them… I have been hoarding dragon glass for a while, and I can pretty sure take on the Night King alone, so what is the weird vision trying to warn me about?
My thoughts are halted when an undead dire wolf appears, looking at me.
'Is this a vision warning about Jon… and how he will die… not that I hate the guy… but why would that even affect me…' I thought as I observed the wolf in detail.
But there it stood doing nothing, but looking at me.
'There must be something relevant to me here, but what…?' I thought but before I could think on that further a loud noise behind me caught my attention.
I immediately turned around to see the source of the sound, finding something I didn't expect to find.
An army of undead white walkers with a dragon, a dragon that wasn't any of the ones I knew or had, it was massive, around the same size the dragon originally named Drogo would be, and on top of it mounting it there was someone smiling at me.
I wanted to get a better look, to see who was that person mounting the dragon, it wasn't the night king, it was someone new, but before I could get my answer something pulled me back to the real world.
—
"Wake up!" Daenerys was shaking me, with concern.
"I'm up… what happened?" I inquired mildly, annoyed that I didn't get to see who was mounting the dragon.
"You were sweating… and shaking… I got scared.." Daenerys breathed out.
It took me a second to see that I was indeed soaked in sweat, I had probably scared the ever living crap of her.
"I'm okay, it was just… a bad dream I had," I soothed her, as I hugged her.
Chapter 34
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It didn't matter what I tried, the dream… no, the nightmare I had haunted me, not only with fear but doubts, why did I dream that? What was the message? And who was that man riding that Dragon? And how the hell did they find a dragon to begin with?
The image of that man, the dragon, and the army, it was vivid in my head, every time I closed my eyes, or stopped thinking, I would without even noticing make my mind drift into what I saw.
Perhaps I had been underestimating an army that only grows every battle, no… I didn't underestimate them; I have been using the knowledge I have of this universe to prepare to win on the long night.
But all this time, I had been neglecting something, something that might as well put my life on the line if I keep ignoring it.
It has been said that something as small as the flutter of a butterfly's wing can ultimately cause a typhoon halfway around the world; every action we take creates an echo.
I was the flutter, by all I know my sole existence fucked the world, I brought changes into this world, and one of them… might be what I saw.
I possibly created a chain of events that ultimately made my life harder.
I need to prepare even harder for the long night, that feeling of dread and fear I felt weren't normal, I might not like to admit it, but I was scared… but that's good… fear motivates us to grow stronger, to prepare ourselves better to face what is to come, that I will do, I might be afraid, but I will fight.
"Our men will arrive tomorrow, right?" Daenerys inquired, sitting beside me.
"Yes, so far that the information I have," I nodded; for now, I had to put those dreams aside, whether they were a warning or not. I still needed the crown to have a chance to stop the long night from ever occurring.
"One more step to take what is ours," Daenerys said, filled with determination, she had no doubts in her mind we would take the crown.
"Aye," I chuckled, "I will put that crown on your head before I burned the damn throne and crown and forge a new pair, for us,"
Daenerys smiled satisfied with my answer as she leaned in kissing me, "A throne worthy of their new King and Queen, their rightful ones,"
"Yes," I nodded, kissing her back.
"Let's go to our last class," Daenerys kissed me once again as she guided me to our teacher.
—
I had continued with my classes, learning Dothraki every day more and more, and by this point, I could understand fluently everything, and hold conversations in their language, I had an accent, but it was to be expected.
Daenerys was doing a lot better than me in the accent department, though I was ahead on the writing part.
After the final class, our teacher left, leaving us with the reminder to study the little we still had to learn by ourselves.
"We finally know how to speak their language," Daenerys said clearly proud of herself.
"Now it's just a question of waiting for our men," I nodded, soon our conquest would start, and every victory would be a step closer to the iron throne.
The first ones to come into the fold would be the Dothraki. I would start conquering the Free cities, one by one, ensuring that the entirety of Essos is under my banner, once all the free cities were under my banner, I would move to conquer the second sons, with that Essos would be mine.
But my plan to conquer didn't end there, unlike my wife, I wanted all Essos, including Braavos, and I would have it, Braavos, their army, and the Iron Bank with all its gold.
After that, well… whatever that was left of Westeros would be mine, though there were a few things I wanted to do before leaving Essos; for one, I wanted to investigate the ruins of Valyria and see what can I salvage, and also try to find more dragon eggs there.
"Valyria, the broken empire," I muttered as I opened the book I got from Valyria in Illyrio's library.
Valyria, also called Old Valyria, is a ruined city in Essos. It is a long-dead city of wonderment and was once the capital of a great empire called the Valyrian Freehold. It was destroyed by a cataclysmic event known as the Doom of Valyria. It is the ancestral home of House Targaryen, House Celtigar, and House Velaryon.
I only recognized House Targaryen.
I continued reading about how house Targaryen was the smallest house of the three, and how the other two houses fucked their own empire in a struggle for power.
But what interested me was that the book said that it is rumored that Valyria holds many treasures of its past glory there, that meant Valyrian blades and maybe more.
And to be honest, I would be happy if I found the recipe… the trick in how to make Valyrian steel, I knew you needed a dragon, but besides that, the method was unknown, but all books agreed on one thing, you needed dragons and magic to make said metal.
But besides going to Valyria and conquering Essos, there wasn't much I wanted to do in this part of the world, for now.
"It's late… come to bed with me," Daenerys sleepy voice call me out, begging to be cuddled, and frankly, I was tired, so I didn't see any reasons to say no, I could always read more tomorrow.
"Fine, I shall warm you to oblivion wife," I chuckled as I got inside the blankets moving close to her.
"I am a dragon, you are the one that will get burned," Daenerys said teasingly.
"I don't mind that type of burn," I smirked at her, as we both started to chat, and slowly but surely drifted into sleep.
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I woke up the next morning to my wife kissing me, with a smug look on her face, as if she had won something.
"What's up with that face?" I yawned, stretching my body still under the comfy and warm blankets.
"You didn't wake up without me," Daenerys smiled adorably biting her lower lip, as she added, "It seems you are finally getting comfortable in bed with me,"
So that was her victory call, that I overslept today; frankly, I couldn't understand what part of that could possibly make me a better husband or make her happy, but if it makes her happy, who was I to judge?
"I see, well, if me waking up with you makes you so happy, then it shall be done," Frankly, I didn't wake her up to let her sleep more, but if she wanted to wake up with me, then she was more than welcomed.
Daenerys smiled as she got on top of me resting her naked breast on my bare chest, "I never understood why girls liked teddy bears until I got my own,"
"Hahaha, that has to be the less sexy name I could possibly be called," I laughed, after all, there wasn't anything sexy about a stuffed animal.
"Mine is custom made," Daenerys whispered to my ear, "It came with a few extra parts,"
"I can't believe you were shy a few months ago; frankly, you had me fooled," I laughed as I kissed her.
"Well… it's your fault, my king.. you made me a Queen, and a Queen can't be shy," Daenerys kissed me as she dragged her hand through my chest to my manhood, "A Queen knows what she wants and gets it,"
"Then claim your bounty, my Queen, claim this Bear as your own once again," I kissed her.
Our men could wait a couple of hours for us, who was I to deny a Dragon from her conquest, I was but a mere bear riding a dragon.
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My men had arrived, though for reasons they didn't have to know nor I wanted to share, they had to wait on the coast for hours.
But after my shenanigans with my wife, I went down to greet my men, Daenerys by side.
"So this is our fleet?" Daenerys inquired, head high full of regal air, she was so different to other and yet so warm with me.
"It is my Queen," I smiled as I pulled her close to me by her waist, "Do you like it?"
Daenerys giggled as she nodded, "I do, but I think I like the man leading it more,"
"What a lucky man that must be, to be loved by a Queen," I grinned, giving her a quick and sweet peck in the lips.
"He is quite lucky, indeed," Daenerys teased.
Frankly she made me forget at times what world I was in, It was hard not to get lost in those purple mystifying eyes.
"Well, while I would love to kiss you all day my Queen, we have some matters to attend to," I kissed her one last time as I added, "Shall we?"
"Unfortunately you are right, let's," Daenerys nodded.
We approached the ships, as we were greeted by one of the lords, who bowed to us, which was in itself weird, I still had yet to declare myself king of the seven kingdoms.
"Your majesties," The lord bowed, seeing my look of befuddlement the lord elaborated, "You married a Targaryen, we might be dumb, but we ain't that dumb,"
I didn't know if I should be surprised or something else, but he was right nonetheless, "I decided to end this wheel before my marriage, my beautiful wife just makes my conquest even more important, for her enemies are mine,"
With that the lord turned to Daenerys, "My Queen, we first bowed to Dragons and more recently to the Bears, we are honored to serve you both," The lord bowed once again.
Daenerys smiled satisfied with his words.
"Very well," I took a step forward as I asked, "how is the south?"
"Last thing we heard before leaving was that Robert Baratheon broke your betrothal to Sansa Stark and that Lord Stark was appointed as the new hand of the king, and was going south with him," The lord answered, which gave me a rough idea timeline wise where we were.
Daenerys shifted uncomfortably at the mention of Sansa, which reminded me, I had yet to talk with her about that, is just never came up that I was engaged.
"Very well, make sure all men are well rested, tomorrow we begin," I ordered him, as I took my wife by the hand softly to a more private area.
—
Once we were alone, I sighed and said, "Ask whatever you want,"
Daenerys eyed me carefully before she asked, with a hint of worry on her voice, "Do you love her?"
"Heavens, no… she is a sweet and innocent girl, but I don't love her, all I feel for her is some kind of brotherly love, if you must put a name to it," I answered, "And because of that brotherly bond that I alone form with her is that I want to protect her,"
Daenerys relaxed with a hint of happiness by my answer as she asked, "But she loves you?"
"I think she does, or at least is in love with the idea of the knight in shining armor I projected," I shrugged playfully, "She might hate me for all I know when she hears I marry you,"
"Good let her, only I get to mount this teddy bear, and if I must be hated for it, so be it," Daenerys laughed, as she gave me a passionate kiss.
"You don't hear me complaining," I smiled, reciprocating the kiss.
—
After greeting my men at the coast, I went to Illyrio to make sure everything I asked him was in order, weapons, food, medicine and guides to help us understand and find our way in this land.
"Magister, is everything in order?" I inquired, entering his office.
"I have found everything you asked for, from food and maps, to guides and weapons," Illryo nodded, giving a detailed list, including the prices for each thing.
"Good, everything seems to be in order," I said as I check every item on the list, "I will get you the payment soon,"
"Very well, anything else your majesty?" Illryo inquired.
"Nothing for now, that'll be all for now," The time to conquer Essos had finally come, I had the men, the resources and a general idea on how to proceed, "Let the fucking game finally begin,"
—
After leaving my men to rest, the unsullied working for Illryo to take care that the stuff I bought got to their hands I decided to go to sleep early.
This might be the last good night of sleep I would probably have in quite a while, I suppose in a way it was my honeymoon with Daenerys, because after today, things would start shaking, War like I never seen or experienced before would begin.
But for today I would enjoy my last free day with my wife, and with that in mind, I entered the room that has been our room since we married.
"I've been waiting for you," Daenerys smiled as she approached me, putting her arms around my neck and legs around my waist as she kissed me, "Tomorrow our destiny awaits, my king,"
"Aye, it does my Queen," I chuckled, as I kissed her back.
"I wanted to talk to you about something," Daenerys said with a somewhat serious tone as if she had done something wrong.
"That never ends well, but go on," I eyed her with curiosity, I don't think there was something besides trying to kill me that would make me angry with her.
"Is about your father," Daenerys said.
Well, maybe I was too hasty to say she can't get me angry, but I wasn't angry at her, I was angry at the soon to be dead man that ignored my threat.
I grabbed my sword and started to leave, "I'll be back, I have an old bear to kill,"
"Wait, hear me out first…" Daenerys said, with eyes that said if what I have to say doesn't convince you, you are free to kill him.
"Very well," I sighed, pushing the huge need to bash my father's skull against the floor.
"I know what he did, he told me so, how he abandoned you, and left you with a broken house," Daenerys said as she grabbed my hands, "I know the sins he committed trying to please that vile woman, instead of thinking of his family, I know all of that,"
"Then you know why I want to kill him," I inquired, curious as to where she was going with this.
"Let him pay for his sins in blood, let him pay what he owes us by fighting for us," Daenerys said with a cold tone, "He wronged you, let him pay with steel all he did, so that his miserable life amounts to something in our name,"
Frankly I was both incredibly aroused and somewhat intrigued, I did not expect her to offer such a deal.
"So in other words, we let him serve, so if he dies is by helping us," I said summarizing what she said.
Daenerys smiled, "Yes, he will pay for your suffering with blood, or with fire but he will pay,"
"Alright, I don't see anything wrong with that," I nodded as I scooped her over with one hand, "Now how about we make this night a memorable one?"
"Don't we do that every night?" Daenerys giggled.
"Is it so bad that I want every night to be memorable?" I smirked.
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The next morning, I woke up early to the dawning rising sun, and my first thing on my to-do list was to start coordinating the logistics of what we were going to do once we were outside of Pentos, I had already ordered my ravens previously to spread out, and look all over Essos their mission was simple to find as many Dothrakis Tribes as possible, the bigger the Khalasar, the better.
Once they located some, they would have to come back to me giving me their general location; that way; I would find them, giving me the element of surprise and time to plan how to subdue them.
So far, I had the location of three small Khalasars, with each one having around one thousand to three thousand riders or able warriors.
While I wanted to know where the biggest Khalasar were and absorb them, I would targets the small Khalasars first, because while my plan of using their horses might work, it might also backfire me terribly, if the awful case scenario they for some reason believed I was using some kind of black sorcery things would go bad, especially if I was outnumbered, I was a super soldier, not a god, it would be stupid to target Khals like Drogo at first, he would obliterate me in sheer numbers.
That's why I wanted to target smaller Khalasars because if my plan went wrong, I would have enough manpower to subdue them.
"Today is the day," Daenerys smiled, snapping me out of my long reverie, standing right beside me.
"Aye," I nodded, as I walked to the coast with my wife and some of our men guarding us.
My men had rested and were ready to march, Illyrio had provided them with all the items I had ordered for this specific campaign.
"We are ready, my King," The commander of my men announced.
"Good," I acknowledged, as we started to move out of Pentos.
—
After making sure everything was ready, we left Pentos, following the directions one of my Ravens gave me to the smallest Khalassar they had found so far, this would be the perfect target to test run and see if I could do like I did with the Ironborn and make them believe I was some kind of chosen one.
If that didn't work, I would have to resort to plan B either kill the Khal and claim the Khalasar, which I wasn't entirely sure it would work considering there was nothing in the books I read about them that said or even hinted that foreigners could be named Khal of a Khalasar.
And if B didn't work, I would have to go down to C kill everyone in the Khalasar.
It would take us roughly four days before we even arrived close to the small Khalasar that was if we didn't stop, and while I was eager to see if I could use the Dothraki for my conquest I was not going to make my men suffer for it, so we would rest after a day or two, I knew I could win from what my ravens had found out, they had about one thousand able soldiers or riders.
—
[3 DAYS LATER]
The terrain was beautiful yet unforgiven, both majestic and terrifying; the plains were covered in gold-colored grass, with animals roaming free, both predators and prey.
So far it has been three days since we left Pentos, and so far we haven't found any type of problems in our path, besides the scorching sun and the harsh climate, but all our effort was about to pay off because we are finally close to the Khalasar I had targeted, my Ravens had informed me that the Khalasar had set up a camp a few miles away from us, which meant it was time to prepare for what it was to come.
The first thing I did was to instruct some of my men to set up camp and protect Daenerys should things go wild, not that they were, but is always good to have a backup plan just in case, while they did that, I discussed with my general and lieutenant in the war tent how to proceed, I wanted their inputs, because who knows they might have a good idea.
One my lieutenants had the idea to simply go and talk to them with basically what I call a white flag, but Dothraki didn't have white flag culture, which meant approaching them with non-hostile intentions was not only stupid and suicidal if I were to go alone but it would also end with me fighting the horde alone, which didn't appeal to me at all. From what I read, they even attacked other Khalasars showing no mercy whatsoever, so if they did that with their own people, which they shared culture and blood, it would be pretty safe to assume they will try to destroy me as soon as they notice my presence.
My general had the great idea of just show them my strength as I did with them, but I wanted to keep the casualties to a minimum, so I discarded that idea for now. But in the end regardless of the how, I still had to approach them someway, for any of my plans to work, I needed to be relatively close to their horses for my power to work.
It also didn't help that none of my men knew about my powers, something I pretended to keep in the shadows until I had the Iron Throne or at the very least all Essos is my hands, so with them making suggestions without having useful knowledge about how I could approach the situation, technically made our discussion mostly useless.
After a couple of hours discussing mostly about useless ideas, while the camp was being set, I finally decided what to do, while not what I originally wanted, I would have to face them head-on, and once I was within striking distance, I would focus on recruiting their horse to my cause, this plan, of course, meant I would have to kill some of them, but there wasn't any other way, at least that was aware of.
"Well, that it for today, tomorrow we march," I said as I left the tent, to see what my wife was doing.
—
I entered my tent, finding Daenerys having a one-sided conversation with the ravens that took to their heart brooding the eggs.
"You guys know these aren't Raven eggs?" Daenerys giggled.
*HOW DARE YOU! THEY WILL BE MORE RAVEN THAT YOU WILL EVER BE! CAW!* One Raven cawed angrily, feeling insulted.
*CAW SHE IS LUCKY THAT SHE MATES WITH THE CORNBRINGER, OR ELSE SHE COULD GET THE CAW CAW CAW CAW COMBO* Another raven added.
"Hahaha," I laughed seeing the interaction, what made this even funnier was that Daenerys didn't understand shit what they were saying, which made this a joke only I would understand.
"What's so funny?" Daenerys inquired with an amused expression.
Well, for one, the raven brooding the eggs are dissing you, while, of course, you have no idea, but thanks to my powers, I can understand them, "Nothing…." I said, failing to contain my laughter completely.
"It was me talking with the Ravens, wasn't it?" Daenerys pouted adorably.
"It's part of it," I nodded, kissing her.
"So any updates, my king?" Daenerys inquired.
"Well, if you wish to know my Queen," I started to explain in detail what we were going to do tomorrow, little by little, each detail, before we both fell asleep.
—
I woke up the next morning earlier than usual, I was to get ready for the upcoming fight, my scouts aka my ravens had told me that the Khalasar knew of our presence, so I had to prepare. Fast, I wasn't nervous, not much anyway, I had fought worse battles so far, but for some reason having someone to go back to, someone I think I might end up falling like an idiot in love with if I haven't already, made my heart beat with doubts, maybe this is why Cersei said love was a weakness.
I kissed Daenerys with a long passionate kiss before I rode off with my men; this was my first battle for the Iron Throne.
It didn't take us long to find the Khalasar; they were a few miles away, but I could see the Khalasar getting closer and closer their battle screams thundering the empty plains.
"Well, remember my words, men!" I shouted as I charged hearing my man shout, my house ancestral words.
"HERE WE STAND!"
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The battle began soon after my battle cry, with me galloping quickly through the enemy lines, cutting down as many Dothraki as I could before they could react, using my shield to block the arrows coming at me.
This was hard because I had to focus on two things, one fighting which was easy by now, and two making a connection with the horses around me, and connecting with animals while doing something else was difficult.
The difficult part was that I had to focus and I had to do it, that wasn't exalts easy while I hacked and chopped through the Dothraki lines, but I had to make a connection with their horses, and one by one I started to succeed in doing so, just to find something troubling in my plan, something I haven't considered before.
And to be honest, I should've had, because so far every animal I had bonded with, I had done it in a controlled environment, I never tried to control an animal in a panic state, while in battle, and while these horses were indeed hearing my voice, they were in a state where they couldn't understand my commands, and by the moment my commands managed to reach them out, it would be already too late.
So in the end, there was no other choice, I would have to kill the Khal, and force the remaining warriors in the Khalasar to submission.
Locating the Khal was easier than I thought and expected, because in their culture, the Khal looks for the leader in this case me, and tries to kill him to prove his superiority and strength to others, he would do the exact same thing with other Khals.
And like a a due bill, he appeared, the Khal, of this small Khalasar, riding valiantly towards me in the heat of battle.
Not wanting to let the poor Khal wait, I dashed forward charging at him, while cutting several riders as they got on my way, until we were a few feet apart, and like a thunder our swords clashed together
He tried to cut me, but I smiled as I jumped in the air decapitating his horse in a single swing.
"Submit or die," I said in Dothraki.
"We ride for battle, we die in it!" The Khal spat as he rushed towards me with his curved blade.
With a sigh, I blocked his first blow with my shield, and dodged the second by taking a step to the side, I continued to dodge as I felt very well how the battle would end, I could see it clear as the day. He was going to die.
It was time to end this fight, as the Khal brought down his curved blade, I took a step forward, bashing his arm down with my shield with enough force to break his arm, before he could regain his composure I took another step forward cutting his head.
As his head fell into the ground with a heavy thud, bouncing like a rock, the screams of anger of the Khal blood riders shook the very ground, they were ready to die, as it was their duty as the blood brothers of the Khal to try and avenge him.
The two blood guards, or blood brothers rushed to me, swinging their blades wildly, I simply decided to dodge the first set of attacks, before delivering a cut on their stomach with a single swing.
The cut was deep enough to make part of their organs spill out covering the grass with the red scarlet color of war.
"Submit or Die!" I shouted in Dothraki with all mighty, the Khalasar stopped cold for a moment.
The previously violent Khalasar stood quiet for a second before they dropped their blades, they might be savages but they can recognize total and absolute defeat.
With the heat of battle finally dying out and the horses calming down, I would be able to finally try my original plan.
I waited for a second as I made sure to connect with all the horses around, "Join me! And I will join all the Khalasar under me! The stallion that will mount the world!" Mentally I could only send really basic commands like one word commands, that's something I learned a long time ago, but lucky for me all I needed was one word.
Kneel.
The Horses one by one started to kneel doing it the best they could, murmurs could be heard among the Dothraki warriors.
"Who wants to join my herd! So we might ride the world together!" I shouted in Dothraki once again, and soon the Dothraki followed their horses' example, as they chanted in approval.
I had lost some men, and some Dothraki along the way, but I had confirmed that it was possible to absorb these warriors into my ranks.
—
After the battle I organized a meeting with the Dothraki general, the bigger the Khalasar the more generals the Khal has, this Khalasar only had one.
But one was all I needed, I had after all some questions to ask him about their culture.
Especially if they had any holidays where they would reunite in their city, if I had all the Khals in one place, without war and blood, I would be able to connect to their horses and possibly absorb all their forces.
Unfortunately the general said they don't have holidays and there had never been all the khalasars in the city, but that the city is ready should that come to happen.
He did share valuable information that the books about them didn't have, apart from the obvious that the Dothraki follow the strong, but to be considered strong you need to kill the Khal ruling the Khalasar, only then the Khalasar would accept you.
Something I already knew, but then he started sharing things I didn't know, that while they didn't care what race was their leader as long he was strong, they did care about their Khal representing their culture to a degree.
For example, they thought because of my armor and horses that I was going to sell them as slaves should I win, he said that if I had at least painted my horses they would have surrendered after their Khal died without waiting for my shout, but because I didn't show any inclination towards their culture or ways they just assume I was there to hunt them or slave them.
So with that in mind, I had one thing to do, paint my horses, that of course was a null point now that I had Dothraki riders, which would very well represent their culture while fighting.
"Go and keep the Dothraki in line, no killing or raping," I ordered in Dothraki as I left to see the injured.
"Yes, Khal Ronard" The general left without questioning my authority or even hesitating, he didn't seem to care that I killed hundreds of them today.
We had lost two hundred men, while the Dothraki had lost almost three hundred and fifty, the battle was fast and swift, but ultimately had great losses.
And yet he was nothing but obedient, their culture is so confusing yet beneficial for me.
Shaking the thoughts off my head, as I walked into the medical area, my eyes were immediately drawn to my father on a bed, with a deep cut on his chest.
I couldn't help but chuckle dryly, because like Daenerys said he was paying his betrayal in blood, he rode with me into battle without me even knowing, and almost died.
Ignoring him for a second, I started to see how many men we had in the medical camp, and by eye I could count around two hundred men, counting the recently added Dothraki.
"We will need a week before the majority of these men are able to move again," One of the doctors I had hired in Pentos said.
"Very well," I nodded, "I'll give you ten days, but if you need more let me know,"
Now it was time to see how my wife was doing, and then take a long bath.
"Did you get hurt?" Daenerys asked as she entered the medical area with a worried look.
"No, I was just checking those that did," I answered disarming the situation.
"I'm glad," Daenerys ran towards me, giving me a tight hug once she was standing close to me, "I thought for a moment you would leave me,"
"I can't be killed, you got one unkillable husband," I soothed her worried mind.
—-
Later that night, after taking a long bath with Daenerys and messing around with her for a bit I dozed off into the realm of slumber.
I had of course worked out quite a bit today with the battle and the sex, so I needed to rest, but as soon as I closed my eyes, it was if I opened them inside the nightmare I had sometime ago again, snow everywhere, covering every inch in the area, the blizzard freezing my very core.
"This is odd… last time I didn't feel this cold," I muttered as I tried to see what this vision wanted to show me.
"You.. said you can't be killed… care… to prove that?" A voice colder than the winter itself and as unforgiving as hell said behind me sending an involuntary shiver down my spine as I spun around like a startled cat.
This time the man wasn't mounting the dragon and he was closer to me on a horse, he was still smiling, taunting me, I wanted to see who he was but the howling blizzard made it impossible to see anything else but the massive dragon behind him.
"I… can't wait… to extinguish… the life…OUT OF YOU!"
Chapter 38
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This vision was out place, what was going on? Perhaps I should just ignore it until my body decides to wake up, for now... But my train of thought is stopped short because the blurred smiling figure started to approach me. Not really knowing if I could fight a vision, I ran to the house that is always here in my visions while taking the opportunity to see if I could recognize the new white walker, but It doesn't matter how much the undead atrocity approaches me, I can't see anything but his silhouette and smile slowly moving towards me, once inside the house I tried to pull my sword, getting ready to fight should the undead beast entered the house, for this might be a dream, but I wasn't going to go down even in the dream realm without a fight, but before I can even grasp my blade a nightmarish creature is rising on its haunches stops me holding my arms tight with a bind of shadows.
I get a glimpse of the creature that seemed to be made out entirely out of shadows with a bizarre collection of sharp claws, and teeth, the creature pressed one his clawed shadowy hands down on my shoulder, piercing my skin down to the bone.
"CAUGHT YOU" A voice thundered inside my skull, seeming to come from everywhere around me, the voice being exactly the same I heard a few seconds ago, I try to make a run for it, but I held tight in place by the shadow.
"CHAMPION OF LIGHT," the shadow demon chuckled in amusement, "OH, WHAT FUN WE SHALL HAVE," Glazing back I can see that the shadow creature bends down ponderously, by what I can see it must be at least twice my height, and with enough strength to hold me down, I also had to consider this was a dream, and I might not have my powers here; eventually I feel the demon's breath on my neck. As his other hand snakes its way down my back, drawing blood, as he pushes with the claw on my shoulder my entire body down.
Slowly but surely I find myself being pushed closer and closer to the ground, tired of this one-sided domination conquest, I drop fast on the ground taking his claw out of my shoulder, as I rolled out of his grasp.
"CAN YOU BEAT MY CHAMPION? I WONDER… WHO WILL WIN, LIGHT OR DARKNESS? GOOD OR EVIL? LIFE OR DEATH?" The shadow demon chuckled in amusement as he continued to grow in size nonstop swallowing the world around him, as he faded into the nothingness, "I CAN WAIT TO TEAR YOU APART… OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN, SO DON'T DISAPPOINT ME,"
Fear, yes. This was the first time I actually felt fear since I got here, its been so long since I got this chilling sensation running through my body, the last time I felt this was when I was dying, in this life I never had a real challenge, I knew I could beat anyone that tried to kill me, after all, I got powers when I reincarnated, but this thing, this thing made me feel powerless, this thing made me feel human once again.
I woke up to quiet and warmth.
Groaning, I blinked away the lingering haze of sleep as I groggily sit up on the bed, stretching my sore body. My tent is open, revealing a sunny day. Noon, by the looks of it, a glance around reveals that I'm indeed back in my room that somehow had been converted into something alike to the medical area at my camp, taking off the covers I see that I was half-naked in my bed with my shoulder and torso being covered in bandages.
A realization hits me; the Demon managed to hurt me through the visions, there was no other explanation; I could feel my shoulder somewhat numb, same with my torso.
With a sigh, I get up and find my clothes, folded neatly on a night table that if I had to guess was my wife doing, it doesn't take me long to dress up, I can hear my men talking, murmuring, probably about me, but I can't really tell.
I make my way down the camp as my men stare at me with disbelief, whatever they were told was serious, perhaps some thought I was going to die.
Deciding I really don't care about what they are thinking right now, I continue to focus my hears on finding my wife.
*CORNBRINGERR! YOU ARE CAWWW AWAKE! WE NEVER DOUBTED YOU!* A Raven flew towards me practically tackling me, giving the equivalent of a hug for a Raven.
"I'm not going down that easy buddy," I chuckled, petting the little rascal as I asked, "Where is my wife?"
* CAW! SHES ON THE MEDICAL AREA, DISCUSSING WITH THE DOCTORS ABOUT YOUR SITUATION!" The Raven happily informed, as he flew over my head, sitting on it, "I WILL STAY HERE AND KEEP YOU SAFE, I SWEAR IT! CAW! FOR MY CAWWWHONOR!"
I smiled at his antics as I walked down the medical area, ignoring the ravens and everyone, for now, all I wanted to see was my wife, I walked down my camp until the medical tents were on my sight.
"We can't save him… I'm sorry my Queen…" I could hear the voice of what I assumed was one of the doctors.
"He is still breathing! You must save him!" Daenerys shouted angrily, she was desperate.
"It would be mercy to kill him, whatever got into his system is worse than any poison known to men," The doctor added, as I entered the tent.
"Good thing my wife stopped you, idiots, from killing me," I growled, frankly I was mad, I could've died if she didn't stop them.
"Ronard!" Daenerys turned around fast like lighting, running towards me while crying, once she was close enough she jumped into my arm, hanging tightly from my neck, "I knew you would come back," she said each word followed by a kiss.
I blink in realization, just how long I was out? "How long was I out?"
"Almost two weeks," Daenerys smiled, with tears running down her eyes, "The doctors kept saying since day one that it would be a mercy to kill you, but I knew you would come back, you promised me you would never die,"
A promise that now sounds like a real challenge to keep, but I wasn't just ready to give up on that promise.
"Am I glad, someone actually believed I would come back," I smiled as I glared at the speechless doctor.
"Not only me, but your ravens also stood outside the tent, they would get mad every time the doctors talked about your death," Danerys chuckled, "I swear… sometimes I feel they understand me, they were the only ones with me on this..."
My loyal feather gang, or Raven Squad, the would get some extra corn later for their loyalty, "You would be surprised, how much they understand," I chuckled as I pointed to the raven in my head she had failed to notice.
*CAWWWWWW WHAT ARE THESE HUMANS LOOKING AT!?* The raven requested turning his little head in confusion.
I shrugged as I left the tent with my wife, seriously considering killing the doctors for almost killing me.
Chapter 39
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It has been one day since I woke up almost death, injured in bed, today I was on my tent talking with my wife, Daenerys insisted that I had to rest one or two days more before moving so here I was finishing off my breakfast in bed as I collected my thoughts. Though my mind is still a bit fuzzy after what it seemed it was a week of endless nightmares, I'm strong enough to start planning.
The Shadow Demon mentioned a champion of darkness, and considering what I had seen in my visions, that champion was the night king attacking people beyond the wall to the north. If this Demon really choose that thing as his champion there is no doubt it won't be easy to defeat it now, this, of course, had something to do with my reincarnation, I doubt it's a coincidence, but the point is I won't win this like I thought I would. Who knows what a demon with that kind of power could give the night king, maybe enough powers to match me.
But, the night king seemed pretty different, like a new person, so perhaps the champion of darkness was someone else. Who knows but whoever it was it would surely bring me troubles.
But no matter what, I will prevail, I will overcome this and show that shadow thing that I will not bow down, no matter how utterly terrifying he might be.
No matter what I decide to do, waiting around in this tent in the plains of Essos isn't getting me any closer to defeating my one true enemy, the still unknown champion of Darkness. All I knew was that he had a connection to the white walkers and that at one point he would be there to fight me, but either way, thinking about its not going to fix the situation, so it's time to stretch my legs and venture forth!
Being scared is not a reason to stop moving forward; fear is something all humans must overcome, and right now is my turn to overcome this.
Taking a deep breath, I decide to head over to war tent where my wife was at the moment, discussing with the generals in my army about strategies and logistics, with a smile I take a seat across from her with a teasing smile, earning a faint smile from her as we both dismissed everyone in the room.
"Morning my Queen," I smiled, seeing her taking charge was kinda sexy, so I decided to give her a kiss for being so diligent.
"How are you feeling, Ronard?" Daenerys asked after a moment. She then reached across, putting her hand on my forehead. "Hm, no fever at least… That's better; You really had me worried earlier, you know."
I chuckled as I apologize, last night she said that if I died, she would bring me back just to scold me to death, that I have to keep my promises, especially if they were made with a dragon.
Daenerys smiled at that, as she sat on my lap. "Good! I'm really glad. but if you start feeling sick, or feel pain, don't hesitate to come to me, I need you… We need you." she added the last part touching her belly.
I smiled at her, "Thanks."...Processing information, analyzing data….shes pregnant, "Are you certain?" I inquired with disbelief.
"I… not entirely, but I have been late for my blood for a week now," Daenerys smiled, "It can be the stress, but it also can be that I'm with a child."
A child, not surprising at all considering how much we share our bed, I didn't know exactly how to react, was I suppose to be happy, sad, scared, in all honesty, all this made me feel was more determined to change this world for the best, no child of mine was going to inherit an earth full of crappy people and resident evil rip-offs, huh, maybe I was excited.
"If it is, then I'm more than happy," I smiled touching her flat belly carefully, "But if you arent with a child… we can always keep trying for one, I sure enjoy the process," my smile at this point had turned mischievous.
"My pleasure," Daenerys purred in agreement, leaning into a passionate kiss. "In the meantime, while we wait for confirmation, we can get to it, the doctor said is safe for most of the pregnancy."
"Oh?" I chuckled, she had investigated to see if we could fuck during pregnancy, Dragons are not cold-blooded at all, at least mine isn't.
"You think pregnancy will stop me from mounting my bear? Ha! I'm a Dragon, I mount the sky, nothing will stop me," Daenerys laughed. "Besides, I need my handsome teddy bear."
That's a compliment I can live with, "Who am I, but a bear in the clutches of a dragon, all I can do is please you," I added getting a handful or her ass with my hand.
"Let's go to our tent, my King," Daenerys smiled, eyes full of carnal lust.
I take the next couple of days to rest and occasionally fuck with my wife, every day I feel better, and my strength is slowly returning back to me, not that I felt weak, but comparing to my peak performance state, I felt pretty battered.
In the end, all I needed was five days of rest, and I was good to go, feeling awesome.
After my recovery, I moved all my troops to start taking off the camp; after a couple of hours, we were ready to start moving forward once again.
After all that happened here, I was standing outside what our camp was, ready to keep moving with my plans.
It takes a couple of minutes so that my men can confirm they are ready to depart, and once again, we find ourselves on the road.
After eight hours of travel or so, I can see evidence that a bunch of horses we nearby, the grass looks like it was crushed, my Dothraki confirmed someone was here, though the when was uncertain, we knew someone had crossed the path we were crossing.
Deciding to see where this path would lead me, I continue to follow the trails, maybe some Dothraki ran pass here, or the second sons, maybe some merchant, regardless of who, I was curious to find out, if they happened to be Dothraki, it would be a benefit for me.
But I wasn't an idiot, while curiosity was driving me, I wasn't going to let that turn me into a brainless moron, the safest and logical path to ensure I didn't walk into my own grave was to send my Ravens to scout for me.
*CAW! WE WON'T DISAPPOINT YOU! RAVENS IN FORMATION! CAW!* With that Raven squad flew into the horizon, to see what was ahead of us, these little critters really made my life a whole lot easier, without them things would surely be a nightmare for me.
With my ravens on the job, I decided to move slowly, making sure to not advance too much in case they came back with bad news, so as to avoid being forced into battle if I wasn't prepared.
"Be honest with me, can you talk to those Ravens," Daenerys inquired with puzzlement in her purple eyes as she approached me.
"In a way," Half-truths weren't lies, at least that's what I wanted to believe, the less she knew about my powers the safer she would be, but a part of me wanted to tell her, what did I have to lose, she was my wife, she should be the one person in the world to know everything about me, like I should about her.
"That's not cryptic at all," Daenerys deadpanned, and to be fair she was right, I didn't answer her question, I just went around it, like a fox dodging a bullet.
"I suppose, I owe a better answer… but later," I chuckled as I saw the Ravens coming back doing some flashy formations as they descended, they had found whatever made these trails and by the amount of time it took them, whatever it was, was close.
* CAW! Go Go Raven Rangers~ Go Go Raven Rangers CAW! ~ Go Go Raven Rangers CAW!
WE ARE SOME Mighty Morphin' Raven Rangers!~* All the Raven sang in unison as they descend, every second doing even more flashy poses.
"Fair enough," Daenerys chuckled as she herself saw the Raven flying like bullets towards us, "But at this point, nothing that isn't you telling me you can speak with them will suffice as an answer, I mean look at them,"
Chapter 40
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My ravens had informed me that they had found a Dothraki tribe in the vale between the windy foothills of the east and the vast fertile fields of the north around ten miles away from our location.
For the what they describe it and I could gather it was a small Dothraki Tribe setting camp, of perhaps eight or nine hundred souls, including the non-combatants, and for what I read and had found out thanks to my newly acquired Dothraki men, small tribes don't usually last long especially if they don't increase their numbers in battle, usually, because small tribes form after a big Khalasar breaks up after the death of their Khal, they are left vulnerable, to bigger Khalasars.
And apparently that was what happened to the Tribe I absorbed, their Khal died, and they broke up into five small tribes, he told me before that happened around four months ago, he also told me his tribe was originally composed of around six thousand riders.
For all I knew this new small tribe my ravens had found was probably at one point part of the same Khalasar, because like my Dothraki said, it's not common for a small tribe to survive long, they usually expand or get absorbed.
"What are our orders," The new appointed Ko of my Dothraki riders asked.
"Prepare for battle, we are taking those bastards with us," I chuckled, as I prepared for the imminent battle ahead if I could call such thing a battle, there were pretty small, this wouldn't take much time.
And while Daenerys would be happy for me to stay behind, I couldn't, as per Dothraki culture, I had to ride with my men to battle, a Khal must always lead the charge or at least be involved in the battle in any given way, the endpoint being that I had to be there, to show my people I was ready to die in battle and worthy of being followed.
But… like I had expected the fight was… a massacre many would say, I entered the fight cutting heads like I was cutting the grass, it was pretty one-sided.
For one, they didn't expect us, and we completely overwhelmed them in numbers, even my Ravens killed some riders by gouging their eyes out while shouting, "Blood for the COOOORNNNN!"
Frankly, it consumed more time to get to them that to defeat them and absorb them, the battle lasted roughly around twenty minutes, before I completely subdue them.
Like my last battle, they joined after I killed their Khal and his blood riders, this time their assimilation was surprisingly easier, they saw that I had some Dothraki following me, and even with their limited information about me, they formulated the right answer, that I was a newly appointed Khal, a foreigner but a Khal nonetheless.
And while this time I didn't have to make their horses kneel to show them my power and make them believe I was their chosen one, I still did it nonetheless, just to be sure, after all, I had to ensure and ignite their fanatical and blindness loyalty if they thought I was the Stallion that would mount the world they would probably follow me to the hell and back.
So far absorbing Dothraki into my ranks has been relatively easy, of course, I had yet to find a big tribe, which I'm pretty sure will put up quite the challenge, tribes like Drogo's Khalasar that had over forty thousand riders, for example, they would crush me on a straight fight.
But unless I was forced, Drogo and his Khalasar would be the last on my Dothraki shopping list.
"Time to go back," I sighed, seeing my men finishing taking all the resources this small tribe had collected, that, of course, everything they had was mine now.
After the battle, I went straight back to my temporary camp, where I found Daenerys waiting for me back exactly where I left her with the same worried expression on her face she had when I left.
I couldn't really blame her, to be honest.
Since the day I entered into that pseudo coma, she has been overprotective of me, even though I had told her multiple times everything was fine, she would not believe me and let it down, I suppose it was somewhat scarring waking up to my bleeding body that night.
Her overprotectiveness went so far that today she had refused to let me go and fight saying I was still recovering, but after a while and a long talk where I assured her I would be fine, and that this battle was nothing but a day in the playground for men, she relented.
"You shouldn't have gone into battle after what happened, someone tried to kill you," Daenerys sighed in relief seeing be back in one piece, checking every inch of my body for injuries, she believed someone had entered our chambers that fateful night and tried to kill me, and that the assassin was still within our ranks, so she trusted no one, but me, and frankly I wasn't going to correct her assumption, it's not like I could just explain to her that a metaphysical being with untold power wants to fuck with me so bad that he decided to choose a champion that will try to fuck with me on his behalf with a never-ending and ever-growing army of corpses.
That was something I would explain her later, not the evil god part, but the long night part of it, but for now, I would keep her in the dark.
"I'm fine," I chuckled, "I told you many times, I won't die on you," That much was true if I won all this I would probably outlive her, with the super body and all.
"I still worry," Daenerys pouted adorably, "What am I to do if something were to happen to you?"
"Nothing will happen to me, not by man's hands anyway," I sighed, while the war was like a loot box and anything could happen, I was sure of something with all my being, my biggest threat wasn't here or in Westeros, it was beyond the wall, lurking in the shadows, growing stronger every second it passes.
Daenerys eyed curiously before she sighed, giving me a long and passionate kiss, "I love you, my reckless bear,
"I love you my sweet dragon," I chuckled, realizing a second later what I had just said.
Daenerys eyes widened in surprise, that surprise slowly turning to happiness.
*Hrmmm the words every mate wants to hear he said, Yrsss… some booty tonight he will get,*
*Dance around her! Show her how big your wings are!* Another Raven added as she showed me how to do it.
I… I didn't know how to react, these ravens were getting more and more strange every day, and frankly, I find that both awesome and adorable.
"You said it," Daenerys kissed in a quite possessive manner as if claiming me as her own.
"Wow, you had a lot going on with that kiss," I chuckled.
"It's because I finally know you are mine," Daenerys giggled, kissing me one more time, "Your heart and body belongs to me, my bear, like my body and heart, belong to you,"
"Oh, what a terrible destiny awaits for me," I chuckled, kissing her back while giving her a playful spank on her ass.
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After a passionate night with my wife, I took a moment to rearrange my plans, conquering the Dothraki at this pace would take me a year, and the sooner I had them under my wing the better.
So I would have to risk a bit to win a lot, betting usually works that way, the more you bet the more you can possibly get.
While I knew I wasn't ready to face Drogo and his absurdly big Khalasar, It was more than obvious that I had to start targeting bigger prey.
There were a few Khalasars with over ten thousand riders, if I collected a few, my mission would become considerably easier, and while the numbers wouldn't be in my favor, I still had a chance, all I had to do was win one battle against a big Khalasar and everything would go just fine.
So with that in mind, I ordered my Ravens to fly around Essos and locate as many Khalassars as they could with at least over three thousand riders.
*Hrmmm. Doubts and Fear within you I feel, Yrsss. Halting your path the dark side of the corn is.* Roda said as he flew into my tent.
"Well, surprisingly you are right," I chuckled, petting the Raven who ruffled his feathers in approval and delight, "But don't worry buddy, I will overcome this,"
*Hrmmm and by you stand we will, Yrsss.* Roda added puffing hisf feathery chest with pride and wisdom.
"I know haha," I chuckled.
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The next morning I woke up to a gang of Ravens jumping on the bed around me and my wife, they were chanting something.
*We found some big Khalasars*
*We deserve some petting!*
*Don't forget corn! We deserve corn*