Chapter Four: Lord Sauron and The Dragoness.

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A.N: Hey everyone, back again with another chapter of House Sauron. Before I start I gotta say thank you all so much for the outstanding support and love you all have given this fic, it means the world to me, so cheers.

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Daenerys of House Targaryen was quite the beauty, just like her predecessors before her she was grace given form. She looked delicate, gentle but Naruto saw more. He saw potential. He saw a dragon waiting to spread her wings and fly but she would never grow. Not with her clearly mad brother dragging her down.

"What is that, my Lord?" Dangling on his fingers was a beautiful necklace, the metal was finer than anything she had ever seen and the rubies were simply enchanting.

Naruto approached the silver-haired dragoness, her gaze moved from the necklace to his eyes. Daenerys looked away, her pale cheeks flush.

"This, your grace, is something that belongs to House Targaryen. To you." The crimson-haired sorcerer held her hand, admiring how soft and small it was before the valyrian steel necklace pooled in her palm.

Daenerys was dazzled, softly her fingers gliding over the family heirloom in light caresses "Something beautiful like this belongs to me?"

Naruto nodded as he removed his hand from underneath her own "It belonged to your sixth great-grandmother, Rhaenyra Targaryen."

"Rhaenyra…" The last female Targaryen whispered her ancestor's name before looking back at the crimson-haired Lord with much kinder and trusting eyes "I thank you for finding this and bringing it to me, Lord Sauron but how did you acquire it?"

"Just like you, your grace, I am from Westeros."

"Truly?" Daenerys asked excitedly "I've always wanted to see my home…"

Naruto was mesmerized by her dreamy smile and glazed eyes as she tried to imagine her homeland. Stepping closer to the dragon Princess he said "Perhaps, when the time is right, you will find yourself home once again."

"I fear that won't be possible, Lord Sauron. I am to be wed, so my brother may have an army. He wishes to reclaim the throne." Daenerys looked as sad as she sounded. There was a sense of defeat hiding behind her lilac-coloured eyes, the years of abuse from her brother steadily crushed her spirit but there was still a flame. The sorcerer could see it. It was small and dying but it was there.

So he started to slowly fan it.

"Is that what you want?" Naruto asked with a raised brow.

"For my brother to be King?"

"No, your grace, to go home." Naruto clarified to the Princess "But is that something you would want? The throne, I mean."

Daenerys seemed to struggle with her answer for a moment before the years of her brother's abuses made her reply "I…my brother is the heir. I doubt I would make a very good Queen."

Naruto looked towards the nearly fully set sun, faintly the stars could be seen through the purple and nearly dark sky "Perhaps. Perhaps not. Destiny is not decided for any of us. What we have in store for us, comes from the places we walk, the battles we fight, and the people we meet. There is more in store for you, your grace. I am sure of it." The crimson-haired sorcerer looked back towards Daenerys, his eyes kind and gentle "Has anyone ever asked what you want, your grace?"

She shook her head at his question, silver hair dancing along her pale skin. So Lord Sauron finally asked the dragon princess "What do you want, your grace?"

"I…I am unsure." Her words were true, no one has ever given her such an offer. She had to wonder if this was some cruel dream, giving her false hope before she woke.

"Do you wish to marry this Dothraki Lord?" Daenerys shook her head at the sorcerer's question.

"It's what my brother wants."

"But it's not what you want? Is it?"

"No. It's not what I want but I…I will do my duty." She whispered, her grip on her ancestor Rhaenyra's necklace tightened.

"Your grace…I can make it so you do not have to marry the Dothraki Lord." Daenerys just smiled sadly at what she assumed was the Lord's good-willed promise but a childhood of lies and deceit had shown her early what such promises could bring.

"I fear nothing would deter my brother, Lord Sauron. He wants an army and he will do anything to get it."

"I can give your grace the army he desires. I can stop you from marrying the Dothraki Lord and I can bring you home." Naruto swore and for a moment, the dragon Princess felt a sense of hope rise before she tried to smother such feelings.

"I have just met you. How can I trust you to do as you promise?" Powerful violet met her lilac purple delicate eyes, he stared into the window of her soul and she did his.

Naruto understood her worries, so he did something even though he thought it was a bit rash. He undid his necklace and held it up for Daenareys to see. His golden ring gleamed in an absolutely beautiful way, mesmerizing the Dragoness "This is my most prized possession. The only thing I had ever owned before I moved up from my status as a no named orphan to the Lord you see before you." He gestured for her to turn, the Princess shivered lightly as his fingers graced her skin ever so lightly before fastening it around her delicate neck, unknown to her the crimson haired sorcerer had placed an illusion so no one but Daenerys would be able to see it.

The last daughter of House Targaryen turned back to face Lord Sauron, a heat was brought to her cheeks and her heart started to race just a little quicker from the way he was looking at her "I wish to give you a vow, far stronger than any normal man can give you. I swear on my ring, that you will not marry the Horse Lord and your brother will get his army."

Daenerys knew it still may seem a bit quick to trust the Lord but the way he spoke, the way he was sure that he could do what he promised convinced her partly, it also helped he was quite handsome "Thank you, my Lord."

"Don't thank me yet, your grace. Thank me once everything is done." Naruto looked at his Ring one more time before turning and starting to make his way out of the chambers, stopping at the Princess' call.

"Lord Sauron."

"Hm?"

Daenerys looked down at the necklace in her hand, rubbing her thumb softly over one of its scarlet gems "You have given me something valuable and before, I would have had nothing to give in return. Please, until I see you again, will you hold onto Rhaenyra's necklace?"

Naruto was surprised by the usually timid girl's boldness; she had taken his hand and gently placed her ancestor's necklace in his palm. The sorcerer smiled softly at the Dragoness "You would make a fine queen."

He could see it, her flame growing brighter. It was just like he had thought. There was a Queen hidden deep inside after all.

(Illyrio Mopatis)

Illyrio was alone in his chambers, sitting at his desk in the corner of his large room. There were papers spewed all across his desk, documents, letters. It was all here.

Yet the Magister was troubled. His friend in Westeros…he seemed different. The large bearded man had spoken to Varys not long ago and the bald man seemed out of sorts, not quite himself.

Illyrio had no idea how true his worries were, a shadow loomed over the man, and he felt cold as if all the warmth in Pentos had been stripped away. Slowly he turned, his eye only managed to catch a glimpse of red before a hand covered his face and his mind was then introduced to excruciating pain.


(Velvet Hills, Ghoyan Drohe)

The harshness of the desert's hot sun was gone as night had taken over and in its place, a deep chill but such natural forces were ineffective towards a man and his horse. The darkness kept his features hidden but even in the shadow, his crimson horse stood out like a sore thumb.

The sand crunched underneath its hooves as the pair made their way towards a Dothraki camp, forty thousand strong and all under the control of one man, the chieftain of a Dothraki khalasar, Khal Drogo.

A mountain of a man with black hair pulled into a long ponytail, showing off his many victories. Black stripes went across both his pecs and over his large shoulders.

He was in celebration as he awaited to meet his possible new wife. If he liked her of course. They may very well just sack the entire city and take her as one of the new slaves.

The leader of the Dothraki heard the shouts of his people, he rose to his intimidating height to see a man riding into his camp on a horse.

"Finne ajjin Khal Drogo? (Where is Khal Drogo?)" The stranger asked in perfect Dothraki, his hooded gaze staring at the thousand upon thousand of savage men staring right back.

"Fin hash yer? (Who are you?)" What the Stranger could only assume was one of Khal Drogo's blood rider's barked as he stepped forward, his arakh already in hand.

"Mae athdrivar. (His Death.)" The rider's words provided outrage but also interest, it was always a pleasure to see a man die to their great Khal.

Khal Drogo marched through his people, never taking his eyes off the man claiming for his head "Yer hash anna athdrivar? (You are my death?)" The mighty Khal snorted before laughing, his eyes reeking with blood lust as he growled "Jin worms tikh feast she yeri driv khado! (The worms will feast on your corpse!)"

"Khal Drogo!" a man almost equal to Drogo in size called out, he seemed close to the Khal, another possible blood rider "Allow anna lajat. Anha tikh fichat yer ei yer mae head, anna Khal. (Let me fight. I will bring you his head, my Khal.)"

The mountain of a Khal thought it over before nodding, stepping back, and watching with narrowed eyes.

The stranger dismounted his horse, his cloak blowing from the wind before he decided to take it off. Like many Dothraki men, he was bare-chested, his strong warrior form didn't seem to deter his opponent nor did his superior height.

His red-hair was wild as it was long, through it, he glared at Drogo's blood rider as he started to walk forward.

His opponent seemed to think this would be quick and easy given the Stranger has no weapon. He was right in a way, it was quick.

A large hand caught the Dothraki's wrist, and a loud snap followed by a startled scream surprised many. He had dropped his arakh and in his distracted state on his knee, he never noticed his death until his own decapitated head was staring back up at his slumping body.

The stranger flicked his wrist, removing the blood from the curved blade before he pointed it at Khal Drogo, his challenge demanding to be met.

"Lajat anna, Drogo! (Fight me, Drogo!)" The Khal did not back down, he brought out his own arakh, still, flecks of past enemies' blood were visible and he hoped to add more to his blade.

They circled one another in a deathly dance, Drogo now took his adversary more seriously, the death of his blood rider showed him the consequences of underestimating his challenger.

Their blades clashed in an act of domination, one Drogo was quickly starting to realize he was losing. He growled like an animal as he glared into his advisories violet-eyes. He was the first to break the lock, swiping his curved blade at the crimson-haired warrior's face but his lethal strike missed.

The sand kicked underneath their feet with every movement, Drogo was growing tired but his opponent looked no different than when he started, his gaze was strong, his breathing steady and his strength unwavering. Perhaps his death had truly arrived.

The stranger knocked his arakhout of his hand, leaving him vulnerable, it left him open. He roared as the blade pierced his skin, his mouth filling with blood as the challenger pulled the blade not out but to the side, showing his outstanding strength as he cut through bone and tissue alike.

The curved blade was finally free, ripped from the Khal's body and taking part of his rib cage. His blood spilled to the ground, his body hitting the ground louder than it had any right to be.

The stranger lifted the dead man's king braid before cutting it off and holding it high for everyone to see "Anha zin jin khal ajjin(I am your Khal now!)" His voice boomed through the night, so powerful all forty thousand Dothraki men, women, and children were able to hear him "Fin yer efichisalat arrek athdrivar finne jin hands ki, Khal Radagon (If you disagree then die at the hands of Khal Radagon.)"

The Dothraki were prideful people and they would not just accept any new Khal even if he defeated Drogo. It took the death of two hundred and fifty men before his claim as Khal was cemented in their minds.

The horde would need to prepare for travel, it would take two days to arrive at Pentos after all…

(Pentos)

It had been two days since Daenerys had last seen Lord Sauron and she was quickly starting to feel her hope dwindle. Perhaps he did go to do as he promised but died, perhaps they were just sweet words for her to hear.

As she stood next to her brother, waiting for her future husband to arrive, she would be lying if she said she wasn't sad that she may not get to see the sorcerer again. She had quite enjoyed his company…

"Stand straight." Her brother, Viserys whispered into her ear, a tight grip on her shoulder but not yet bruising. He wouldn't damage her before the Khal saw her, he couldn't risk his army.

The heir of House Targaryen had been enraged when news came of Drogo's death but when the new Khal expressed the same interest in Daenerys, he leaped at the opportunity, desperate for his army now more than ever.

Illyrio seemed not quite himself today, he was all smiles like usual but he seemed pale and dark shadows rested under his eyes as if he hadn't slept all night.

The dragon Princess heard the thundering of hooves before she saw the man she was to marry if all went well. The sight of him scared her, he was nothing like Lord Sauron but she would be lying if she didn't see some similarities, mainly their hair and eyes.

Four men rode behind him and yet he never took his eyes off of her. He stared at her as if they knew one another, not even seemingly listening to Illyrio.

The Magister called for the daughter of House Targaryen and slowly she walked forward, her thin dress clung to her body, presenting her curves and budding breast, displaying all of her enchanting Valyrian beauty to the Khal.

They stared at one another, his gaze felt…familiar. Radagon gave Daenareys a nod before turning and leaving with his chosen blood riders.

"Where's he going?" Viserys demanded an answer as he traveled down the steps to stand beside Illyrio "Did he not like her?"

"Trust me, your grace. If he didn't like her we would know." Unknown to the Targaryen siblings, the magister's eyes glowed as he said "It won't be long now. Soon you will travel across the narrow sea and take back your father's throne from the Usurper.''

Viserys accepted the answer with a grumble before rushing back inside the palace, to occupy himself with some whores. Illyrio also went inside leaving just Daenerys to enjoy the view of the setting sun.


The day of the wedding had arrived. It was a loud and exciting affair. Women danced, men battled, and food was feasted upon. Morals could not be found as some of the Dothraki were bold enough to fornicate out in the open.

Daenerys sat with Radagon, her now husband, overwatching the festivities and its people, her people she corrected herself.

So far they had been showered with gifts. Gold, food, horses, and even snakes.

"Rah!"

Illac eyes watched as a Dothraki man ripped another off what she could only assume was his woman. Both ripped out their blades and battled for honor, for the woman, for their Khal.

Daenerys held her breath as blood was spilled, the one who initiated the challenge had his belly ripped open, his intestines spilling to the floor in a bloody heap, and his brain soon removed and thrown to the ground.

He was showered in praise, another woman joined in the debauchery. Kissing between partners before everyone's eyes.

Daenerys frowned, glancing over to her husband to see Radagon unphased. He didn't seem to find any amusement in the affair at all, it made the Princess wonder if he truly was a Dothraki like the rest of them.

A man stepped forward, he certainly wasn't from Essos but he wasn't a commoner nor was he Magister or a Slaver, yet he still presented the presence of a Lord.

In his hands were books and scripts, he spoke to her husband who simply nodded before he turned and walked towards her, holding his gift out "A small gift for the new Khaleesi. Songs and histories from the Seven Kingdoms."

"Thank you, Ser" Daenerys held the gift with such gentleness and fondness that you would think it was brittle "Are you from my country?"

He bowed his head to the Princess "Ser Jorah Mormont of Bear Island. I served your father many years, gods be good I hope to always serve the rightful King." the last words said to Viserys who just nodded in his direction.

He didn't stay long, for two servants of Illyrio took his place carrying a large chest. The magister himself rose from his seat but didn't speak, not until the precious treasure inside was revealed.

It was Dragon eggs, three beautiful scaled eggs, each a different color. The one on the left was a beautiful golden, the middle a scorched black, and the right a powerful crimson.

"Dragon's eggs, from the Shadow Lands beyond Asshai," said Magister Illyrio with his smile large even through his lustrous beard "The eons have turned them to stone, yet still they burn bright with beauty."

"Thank you, your magister, I shall treasure them always," Daenerys whispered as she picked up the middle egg, there was decent weight behind it but she didn't mind. Her fingers trailed over the stone scale.

She had looked over to her husband to find, he had broken his stoic gaze, even if momentarily. Radagon raised from his seat, everything was brought to a halt and everyone stared at the Khal.

He held his hand out for his wife and he didn't have to wait long before her small hand was clasped by his much larger own. He guided her through a sea of their people, showing her what would have been Drogo's gift if he had still lived and been the one to marry the dragon, Princess.

It was a beautiful white Mare, tall and beautiful. Daenerys was in awe as she ran her hand softly up and down the magnificent beast. She saw Ser Jorah and said to the man "Ser Jorah, I-I don't know how to say thank you in Dothraki."

Ser Jorah smiled sadly to the Princess "I'm afraid such a word does not exist in Dothraki."

Daenerys had very little time to think before Radagon gently picked her up and placed her on her horse. Her stomach twisted and turned as if she would be alone with her husband. Her brother, Viserys, standing beside her horse did little to ease her tension, nor did his next words.

"Make him happy." It was an order and warning, a warning of what would happen if she woke the dragon.

Radagon guided their horses away before allowing his wife to take the reins herself, following him as they traveled across the seaside.

Daenerys wasn't sure how long they rode for but the wind in her hair and the speed of her horse was her first real true peace of the day but it was short-lived as they came to a stop, dread returned tenfold.

Gently he picked her off her horse and placed her on the ground, leaving her to walk towards the edge of the rocks and gaze at the sunset. As her husband secured the horses behind her, the daughter of House Targaryen held her arms, shivering from the cool sea wind, her silver wedding dress flapping from the wind.

She heard him approach, and the Princess started to shake. Daenerys did not wish to lay with her husband but she knew she had no say in the matter.

"Daenerys…" his voice was strong and gruff, slowly she turned to face her husband. She was expecting quite a few things but for his skin to sizzle and smoke was certainly not one of them. His body morphed into a different shape until Lord Sauron was standing in Radagon's place.

"Lord Sauron, how…?" Naruto smiled at Daenerys' question.

"I swore an oath Princess, I am honor bound to fulfill it." The crimson-haired Sorcerer chuckled at her baffled look, finding it quite adorable.

"I have never met a man like you, my Lord," The Princess said with a smile that was simply breathtaking.

"There are no men like me, your grace or should I say 'wife'. Considering we are 'Married' now, I suppose there's not much need for formalities." Daenerys' cheeks flushed when the handsome lord called her wife "But fear not Princess, we are married in name only. I'm sorry I couldn't make it more convenient for you."

"Lord Sauron, you have done something for me no one else has. You kept your oath" the Dragoness, looked down at the ground, a question clear on her mind. With newfound courage she looked deep into his violet eyes and asked ''Lord Sauron, I appreciate this more than you can understand. My heart is practically singing but I need to know why would you go so far for me?"

"I…" Naruto began to speak but found himself momentarily lost for words as he gazed down at Daenerys. He decided to be truthful. "When I came to Pentos, I originally planned to just give you Rhaenyra's necklace. Be an ally you could call on in need"

"But when I finally saw you, I saw a magnificent dragon trapped in her shell, just begging to be free. a leader that could be just as great as Aegon the Conqueror himself." His speech struck a chord with her deeply, never before had she heard such sweet words about her, never before had she had anyone believe in her so deeply. It brought a warmth she had never known.

"You truly see that? In me?" Dany whispered as she stared at the Sorcerer in admiration. Feeling she had never felt before had started to take their hold. The Dragoness was becoming smitten with Lord Sauron.

Naruto in a bold move had gently taken the Princess's hands into his own, softly rubbing his thumb up and down her smooth pale skin "I do, Daenerys. The Dothraki are our people now, you are their Khaleesi and I am their Khal, we will lead them together."

She liked the sound of that. She truly did but a fear started to creep into her heart, doubt and terror for her brother "I don't know how to lead. What if I do it wrong or make a mistake? What about my brother? He wants to cross the narrow sea and take back his throne as soon as possible."

"It is much too early for your grace to even think of heading to Westeros, the Dothraki are strict in their ways. They will never cross a water their horses cannot drink from. That's not even considering how to get ships to carry the Dothraki across. *Sigh* there is simply too much to do and I fear your brother does not see this but that is not all I fear."

"What do you mean?"

"Do you know why your Father was usurped by Robert Baratheon? Why the realm was happy to be rid of him?" At Daenerys' head shake the crimson-haired Sorcerer told the Princess as much as he could "He went mad. A madness, I fear may be spreading to your brother."

"…" The new Khaleesi looked down at their conjoined hands nervously, a worry deep in her heart, a worry she may become just like Viserys and her father "Do…Do you see that madness in me?"

Naruto gave her hands a soft squeeze before letting them go "No, I do not."

Daenerys wasn't sure why she started to talk about Viserys but she could help but think of times when he was kinder to her when he was her big brother and not the next mad King in waiting "My brother wasn't always the way he is. He was quite kind to me when we were children. He would tell me stories of our ancestors and old Valyria but he's changed. He grows crueler by the day."

"You will no longer have to fear your brother while I am here, Daenerys. I will protect you and I will teach you to lead." Naruto promised and now the dragon princess fully believed him.

"I will not fail you Naruto nor will I forget this." Lord Sauron smiled at Dany's words, pleased to see she was already starting to grow.

"I know you won't, Daenerys." They sat in silence for some time before Daenerys asked Naruto a request that she had been wanting to ask the sorcerer ever since she had received her ancestor's necklace.

"Naruto…would you be able to tell me more about Rhaenyra? What was she like? Did she have a Dragon?"

"It was hard finding unbiased scripts about the Dance of Dragons but I've managed to piece together an almost complete history of events from scattered sources I could find." Daenerys watched in awe as the crimson-haired sorcerer summoned forth a large black book from nowhere "Your ancestor Rhaenyra was a fascinating woman who did have a beautiful golden Dragon called Syrax."

"Syrax…" Dany repeated the name as she brushed her fingers along one of her new greatest treasures next to her Dragon eggs. Her thumb touched the golden engraved words 'Fire and Blood'.

"And here is Rhaenyra's necklace back." The Khaleesi felt relief as her ancestor's necklace was back in her possession. She returned the favor to the lord, removing the ring around her neck, she placed it in his hand, her fingers tingling upon contact.

Naruto thanked Dany for his necklace back, placing it once again around his neck and feeling whole once more.

They sat together, enjoying the sunset and growing ever closer.


(Kings Landing)

The Queen of the Seven Kingdoms was alone in her chambers, she had just dismissed her handmaidens. Cersei found herself wanting to be alone ever since her Lover had left on his trip, of course she got his letters. The lioness made sure to save and hide everyone.

She missed him greatly and the golden haired Queen knew she was not alone in her feelings. Myrcella missed the Sorcerer as well, perhaps not as much as she did but still a significant amount.

Her heart grew more fond with every passing week. As did the growing tension within King's Landing, Ned Stark seemed to be asking questions and looking into things he shouldn't, it brought great worry of what would happen if he found out about the children, about her and Jamie.

The thought of her Twin soured her mood, ever since the Sorcerer had left the Kingdom, Jamie has been trying to sleep with her at every opportunity he gets.

It was starting to infuriate her at how bothersome he had become. It was only through more time spent with her precious red stallion did she notice how inferior Jamie was to her lover.

"Cersei." The golden haired Queen had to resist rolling her beautiful Lannister green eyes, she turned to face her brother with a frown.

"What is it Jamie?" If Jamie was stunned by her cold tone, he didn't show it.

"Why have you been avoiding me? Ever since Winterfell-" His twin was quick to interrupt him with the truth.

"Ever since you pushed a boy out of a tower you mean?"

"I did that for us!" Jamie shouted in a moment of frustration, bearing his teeth as he took a step towards his sister.

"You did it for you!" Unthreatened by his approach she roared back like the lioness she was "You did not do it for me nor out of love. You did it to wound Ned Stark the only way you could."

"Who is it?" Jamie demanded as he glared at his sister, fits tightening as he clenched his jaw.

"What?"

"Who is it that has stolen you away from me?!"

"A man and a fine one at that." Cersei saw his armor chip and decided to truly hurt her twin, to twist the knife "What was it you said? 'A war for Cersei's cunt'? Well if there was a war he won." The golden haired Queen said as she gave an evil smirk "Now leave my chambers."

Humiliated, jealous and enraged he lashed out, grabbing his sister tightly by the arm "Don't walk away from me!"

That proved to be a mistake, a blade was held to his throat, it was sharp as it was beautiful, the handle crafted with gold and ending with the head of a roaring lioness. She had given it the name 'Joanna' after their mother.

"Touch me again and you'll lose more than your life. We. Are. Done." She made sure to show good on her threat by drawing a thin line of blood. Satisfied after seeing fear in his eyes so similar to her own, with a huff she removed her blade "Now get out."

Jamie did not say another word, he wiped away the drawn blood and marched out of his sisters chambers. His white cloak fluttered with his quick turn.

Cersei let out a tense breath, she resheathed her knife, resting it against her heart as she thought of her love, thankful for the gift he had given her before he left. His way of protecting her when he wasn't there to do it himself, the Queen wished for his return soon and she hoped he was safe.

Once she had a moment to let her heart ease, the golden haired mother of three sat thinking, mainly of her daughter. To say their relationship was tense was an understatement.

Cersei wasn't stupid, she was sure Myrcella knew. She was a smart girl, she was her daughter after all but the Queen also knew of the feelings the Princess harbored for Naruto. The thought of someone else having affection for her lover was like ash in her mouth.

Yet Cersei loved her daughter with all her heart and never meant to hurt her, not on purpose at least. Perhaps it was time she paid Myrcella a visit and they could have a chat, mother to daughter.


Viserys did not feel well. He had not felt well for some time but ever since his sister had married that Dothraki Lord, he had been plagued with dreams of fire and dragons. Now the last son of House Targaryen had always had dreams about Dragons before but never to this extent nor this vivid.

His dreams…they frightened him, because it was he who he saw in the flames, laughing. A dragon in his arms.

Not even Doreah, his personal whore and one of his sister's handmaiden could distract him from his thoughts or his dreaded dreams.

The Targaryen had deep bags under his eyes and his lack of sleep left him irritable but it also left him with a terrible need to see the dragon eggs.

"When will these cursed dreams leave me…" Viserys whispered as he held his head, his silver hair grimy and dirty, not lustrous like Targaryen hair is known to be "And when will that Dothraki cunt give me my army!"

Viserys did not know what Khal Radagon's was thinking, from what he heard from Ser Jorah he did not follow all of Dothraki traditions, in fact he seemed to be steadily changing their ways with the aid of his sister.

Just the thought of Daenerys brought him into a rage, she walked around as if she was a Queen, an actual leader and not just something for Radagon to breed. She even had the nerve to talk back to him, he would have struck her silly if the crimson Khal hadn't made his timely appearance.

His dark thoughts continued once he was told the crimson haired Khal was not leading them to Vaes Dothrak like he was told they would from Illyrio.

They had gone away from the harsh sands and found a large riverbank with plenty of green fields but Viserys didn't care. He wished to be in Westeros.

He knocked back a full cup of wine along with his maddening thoughts, swaying as he gorged himself on the sweet blissful relief of intoxication.

(Dany and Naruto)

The nearly full month had been good to Daenerys. She stood just a little taller, her back straighter and her voice more confident. No longer did she wither in her brother's shadow nor did she fear him any longer. Dany was finally able to see him for what he really was.

A coward.

The last daughter of House Targaryen had Naruto to thank for these amazing changes. The sorcerer had changed her from a scared girl about to be sold off to a Dothraki Lord to a Khaleesi.

The inseparable duo were alone, in the Khal's tent. It was large and provided plenty of room but like always those two stayed by each other's side. In Naruto's hand was the book 'Fire and blood'.

Daenerys closed her eyes in a pleased manner, she rested her head in the crimson haired sorcerer's lap, almost dozing away as he once again told her the story of Aegon, the first Targaryen King.

"….And with his mighty dragon Balerion forged the iron throne with dragon fire and the swords of his enemies. Uniting six of the seven kingdoms." Naruto looked down at the Dragoness seemingly content where she is. Her ancestor's necklace, visible around her neck.

"Gōntan ao raqagon bona? (Did you enjoy that?)" The crimson haired sorcerer asked in high Valyrian.

"Ao gīmigon nyke gōntan. (You know I did.)" Naruto smiled at her sassy response, something she would have not done when they first met. He gently closed the book and placed it beside himself. Daenerys did not move from her place on his lap nor did he ask her to.

The sorcerer saw her gaze linger from himself to the chest in the corner where her eggs lay. Naruto would find her most night asleep with them near, following the old Targaryen tradition in hopes of them hatching.

Most would say it was foolish and just a girl's dream. That they would never hatch. Lord Sauron was not of the sort, he could feel the magic residing within, begging to be free but how?.

Naruto had spent many nights pondering with Daenerys on how to hatch the creatures and yet they came up short every time. Not even Viserys knew.

"They will hatch one day, Dany. I'm sure of it." the silver haired Khaleesi turned to look back up at her Khal.

"Do you truly believe so?" Naruto gently reached down and stroked her cheek softly with his thumb, his chest tightening in a pleasant way as Daenerys leaned into his touch.

Over the month the sorcerer and the Princess had grown quite close, they didn't even seem to need to pretend to be a married couple given how much they acted like it but they never went any further then this. Naruto would wait until Daenerys approached him about it first, he didn't want to rush her past what she was ready.

"I do. They will hatch, it is just a matter of time." Daenerys sighed at his response but he was right, they just needed to be patient. However Naruto noticed something was bothering the Dragoness "Does something aile you?"

"Viserys."

Just hearing his name caused the sorcerer to sigh in frustration, he didn't think there could be another Joffery out there fate had decided to prove him wrong. The Targaryen Prince was as arragont as he was stupid, as cruel as he was lustful and just a general nuesance.

"What of him?"

"I fear it is as you said. He is going mad…" Naruto gently rubbed her shoulders to soothe the upset Princess "He cannot become the next King. He will be my father all over again".

"What do you want to do?"

"I wish to hatch the dragon eggs before anything is done with Viserys."

"Of course." Naruto watched Daenerys rise off his lap with a sigh, straightening her clothes "Off to your lessons?"

Dany nodded with a smile "Yes, I fear I will be busy most of the day but I wish to see you later tonight, I have something I wish to ask of you."

Naruto gave his Khaleesi a nod, giving her hand a gentle squeeze before shapeshifting into his Radagon form and leaving their shared tent.

Daenerys soon followed after, greeting her people as they greeted her. Giggling at the children that ran past her legs, she truly had grown and continued to do so every day, all thanks to Naruto.

Just the mere thought of the sorcerer always brought Dany into a flushed mess. Her stomach did twists and turns while her heart never felt more full.

She had no idea how to express her feelings to Lord Sauron, that was until her plan tonight. The silver haired princess took lessons with her handmaiden Doreah on the arts of pleasuring a man in hopes of seducing the affection of her eye.

Daenerys entered Doreah's tent, finding the ex-whore of Lys waiting for her "Khaleesi, are you ready for today's lesson?"

"I am, Doreah. I hope the Khal will be happy with me." the silver haired princess said with a hopeful look in her eye.

"You are a beautiful woman, Kaleesi and soon you will know everything you need to know." Doreah assured the Dragoness.

Daenerys sighed as she felt her nerves lessen at her friends words "I cannot thank you enough, your lessons have been of great value."

"It is my duty Khaleesi. Now come sit, we have much to go over."


It was dusk, nightfall was fast approaching and in solitude Naruto sat alone, thinking. He would be called back to King's Landing soon and yet there was still so much he had to do.

But such thoughts could be put aside for the night, he wouldn't let his distractions take away from Daenerys night. He walked past the Dothraki, nodding his head in their direction as they bowed to their Khal.

He shapeshifted out of his Radagon form back to his original form once he was out of their sight. The sorcerer sighed as he took a seat, resting his chin on his palm as he waited for Daenerys, he did not have to wait long as his 'Wife' entered their shared tent. She seemed nervous but excited, her illac eyes lit up at the sight of him.

"Is everything alright?" Naruto asked, rising from his seat to stand before the Targaryen beauty. His powerful form loomed over her but she didn't look frightened in the least.

"Yes, everything is fine." Daenerys whispered, she reached up and stroked the crimson haired sorcerers cheek, feeling content when his much larger hand rested atop her own "I finally have the courage to do something I've been wanting to do for a while now."

"Dany…"

The feeling of their lips touching was almost indescribable, hands caressed skin, clothing was ripped until they were completely bare to one another.

They broke the kiss, Daenerys was left breathless. Her eyes trailed down Naruto's muscular form, she reached out and rested her hand on his heart. She could feel it's strong beats, quicken as she stepped forward, her breasts pushed against his chest, his member caught between her legs and against her quickly dampening slit.

"Naruto, you have complete stolen my heart…now take the rest of me." her seductive words lit a roaring fire in the lord, he reached down, grabbing more than his hands could hold of Dany's luscious ass, attacking her lips with a new fever as he carried her to their bed. The silver haired Dragoness gasped as her back touched the soft furs.

Naruto groaned as she kissed and nipped his neck, one hand in his hair the other trailing down his back to rest on his hip. Her nails left trails of fire, her hand wrapped around his large member. Her small hand gave a long stroke from base to tip, marveling out her size.

A small part of her felt nervous at its size, another much larger part was just demanding she get on with it already. Purple-eyes fluttered as his large head kissed her folds, she was more than ready for the act.

Her small fingers guided his head to her entrance, stretching what had never been stretched before. Daenerys slightly whimpered from the new feeling, her nails digging into Naruto's back as his head found her maiden hood.

Dany stroked his cheek, giving him a nod to tell him she was ready. With a gentle push of his hips, he fully claimed her and made her a woman.

The pain was thankfully short and Naruto was patient enough to wait until she was ready. She kissed him on the lips to signal she was ready. A gasp left her as she was completely filled.

Her hot walls gripped his cock tight, Daenerys never wanted this feeling to end. A strong thrust caused illac eyes to widen then roll back, her breast bounced with every movement and her moans just continued to grow.

Her hands gripped the furs beneath her tight, all she could do was moan her lovers name "Naruto~ Narutooo~"

The encouragement spurred him on to bring nothing but pleasure to his lover, magic trailed over his body and that was when Dany felt her world explode. She closed her eyes tight as she clung to the crimson haired Sorcerer like a second skin.

Her mind still foggy from her climax all she could do was whimper and beg Naruto to continue. His cockhead bumping into her cervix knocked the wind out of her lungs but she craved the addictive feeling again and again.

"Dany…" the way he said her name with such pleasure, stirred something inside her. A need for him to spill his seed within.

"Do it, oh! Give me your child, my King!" Naruto released his lust deep inside Daenerys unprotected womb but he never stopped his thrusts. The effect of being filled by his spunk and his thrusting member knocked her into her strongest climax yet.

Lord Sauron panted, gazing down at the dreamily smiling Targaryen Princess, her unfocused eyes managed to find him "Is it always like that?"

"Well we'll have to find out won't we?" Daenerys barely had a moment to widen her eyes before she was once again impaled on her lover's member, groaning at the intense feeling.

A shudder went through her before the Princess stared deep into her lover's violet eyes, a challenging smirk on her lips. With a gentle push, she had Naruto on his back and she straddled his hips, riding him for all he was worth.

Daenerys rolled her hips the way Doreah showed her, holding her gaze with the sorcerer as she rode him like a dragon.

Naruto's hands helped Dany's erotic movements, there heads rested against one another as they gasped for breaths.

"Avy jorrāelan! (I love you!)"

"Avy jorrāelan tolī, ñuha zaldrīzes. (I love you too, my dragoness.)"

They finished at the same time, Naruto once again filling her with his seed while Daenerys sprayed his lap with her juices. They fell back on their bed, staring at one another.

"Dany…"

"What's wrong?" Naruto pecked Daenerys hand, sighing as he thought back to the many weeks they've spent together. She had quickly cemented herself in his heart and he felt she may be the only one he could share his true plan with.

"I…" as he stared down into her soul, he realized he had to tell her. So he did. He told her everything about himself, his goal to be King and the other keepers of his heart.

For the first time in his life, he left himself vulnerable and bare before someone. He had never felt more open. He expected a lot of emotions, betrayal, hatred but when Daenerys tilted his head up so he could look her in the eyes, all he saw was acceptance and love.

She saw him, truly saw him.

"Daenerys…" Naruto wanted to say more but the screams from the Dothraki warranted attention.

They both got dressed and the crimson haired Sorcerer shifted into his Radagon. A fire had broken loose into the camp but the cause wasn't random. It originated from Viserys' tent…


Wine spilled from his cup as he held his head, his eyes wouldn't focus nor would his mind. All he could do was sit there and wallow in his cursed dreams.

With a snarl he threw his cup, he made to stand tall like the King he thought he was but all he managed to do was trip over his own feet like the drunk he really was. His head smacked against the ground causing his thundering headache to increase.

"My poor boy…"

Purple-eyes snapped open, shakily the silver haired Prince managed to lift his head, tears welled up in his eyes at the sight of his mother, standing there more beautiful than he remembered "M-Mother…"

"Yes, sweetling. Mother is here." Rhaella whispered to her son, her voice smoother than silk.

"Mother *Sob* I have missed you so much." Viserys went to hug her but his arms went through her as if she wasn't standing before him clear as day "Mother…what is this?"

"I'm only here as a messenger, my sweet boy. Listen to your dreams, hatch the eggs"

"Eggs?"

Rhaella gestured to the side, revealing the three dragon eggs no longer safely hidden in their chest "You must hatch them, my little dragon"

"How mother? How?!" Viserys begged for an answer, staring up at his deceased mother with tears in his eyes.

"Fire and blood. You are dragon my sweet boy, the flames will not harm you."

"Of course. I…I am a dragon" Viserys madness shone in his eyes as he eyed the controlled flame in the middle of his hut. He reached out and spread the flames with everything he could find until he was completely surrounded by hot flames.

He unsheathed his sword and slit open his hand, spilled his blood over the eggs.

"I am the Dragon" over and over he repeated the same words, never taking his eyes off the eggs. He could feel the heat draw near but it was just as it was in his dreams, he would stand tall with three dragon's then he would sail to Westeros and take back his throne.

His mad thoughts were his only comfort as he was completely engulfed in flames but in his sacrifice came life.

The eggs started to hatch…

Dragon's were once again brought back to the world. They crawled out of the wreckage and flame, screaming for their parents.

Daenerys was the one to approach first, taking a knee and smiling as her children crawled up her form to rest on her shoulders. She looked into the burning hut and in an act of kindness pleaded the gods to be easy on her brother with their judgment.

She found comfort back in Naruto's arms as they attended to their scaled children…


It was a new day and a new beginning.

With Viserys dead, no longer did Naruto need to shroud himself as Radagon. With the power of his ring and his magic, he instilled into the minds of all forty thousand Dothraki that there never was a Khal Radagon and that there has always been Khal Naruto.

The crimson haired Sorcerer was quick to brand Ser Jorah with the same marking he gave Varys, all with the intended purpose of having him be a loyal protector to Daenerya.

But that was not important, not now.

An important and beautiful ceremony was taking place between Naruto and Daenerys. They were getting married, a proper traditional Targaryen wedding.

Dany looked beautiful in her red, white and golden Valiryan marital robes, she looked every bit the Queen she would one day become.

Naruto dawned a traditional valyrian male robe, the colors of his house, black and crimson were present. There were very few present for their wedding, Daenerys handmaidens, Naruto's bloodriders, Ser Jorah and even the dragons.

Using his magic the crimson Sorcerer brought out a small black piece of glass, dragon glass. Naruto was gentle as he cupped her chin, gently cutting her bottom lip and with her blood wrote the high Valyrian symbol for fire.

Daenerys did the same for her love, cutting his bottom lip and marking the high Valyrian symbol for magic on his head.

Naruto took the glass back from Dany, he sliced open his hand and then hers, both uncaring of the blood staining the ground below. She was gentle as she gently held his hand, their Union bound by blood as a golden sash wrapped around their hands, quickly staining and turning crimson.

Heavy droplets fell to the cup below, their blood mixing and becoming one.

A priest spoke in high valyrian, watching the happy couple with a smile "Lanta lenton, maghatan hae mēre. Ghostly perzys se vāedar hen Sȳndor. Lanta prūmi hae jehikagrī se kostōba hae zaldrīzes perzys. (Two houses, brought as one. Ghostly flame and song of shadows. Two hearts as bright and strong as dragon flame.)"

Naruto was handed the golden chalice first, he brought it to his lips without hesitation, ignoring the taste of blood as he never broke eye contact with his Dragoness. Daenerys was handed the cup, she too quickly brought it to her lips.

"Nykeā future promised isse glass, se qēlossās nykeōragon witness. Se vow spoken jēda, hen darkness se ōños. (A future promised in glass, the stars stand witness. The vow spoken time, of darkness and light.)"

Before the priest, before his people and even before the gods themselves, Naruto kissed Daenerys, sealing their vows.

They were now Husband and Wife.

House Sauron and House Targaryen, forever united.