Chapter 13. Battle of the Green pass

King's Landing

Tywin was entering the capital with his contingent. About two weeks ago, his daughter and the king summoned him to the court to accept the position of Hand of the King.

He hates this damn city. Its smell gets worse every day.

Apparently, his nephew Joffrey, made them lose the North with a reckless gesture. They will have to find a punishment for him, because now no one will want to marry him. And his spies have informed him that the Dornishmen have started to plot with the Targaryen. It was time to put his plans into motion.

The war that will break out will be the last war he will fight. And he intends to win it. He will destroy all his enemies, so that his dynasty, through his nephew, rules. But first he will have to think about the future of House Lannister, and he already has something in mind.

Once he arrived at the Red Keep, Tywin saw a servant coming towards him.

"The king summoned you to his office, my lord."

"Make sure my men are fed and rested."

"Yes, my lord."

It seems that the plots have already begun. Entering the Red Keep he marched toward the king's study. He saw that two kingsguard stood there.

They knocked on the king's door and Tywin heard "Come in!"

Upon entering, he saw that his daughter was also present. It was her fault that Joffrey becomes who he is.

"Your grace," he bowed.

"Tywin, here is the spill of the first Hand." Robert gave it to him when he approached his desk. "We must make plans for the future."

"Don't we have to discuss these things in the Small Council, Your Grace?"

"No one needs to know what we have to talk about."

"Before I listen to your proposal, I want to know the details of how the crown has lost the North," Tywin said sitting in the chair.

"Joffrey tried to rape Eddard Stark's eldest daughter in the Godswood. Orys has surprised him and put him in his place."

"Hmmm...I think we all agree that the Boy should be punished, Your Grace."

"What?" asked his daughter in an irritated way.

"No one will accept Joffrey as a future husband for their daughters anymore. He brought shame to the royal family."

"But he is my son," replied the king.

"Your grace, if you want your dynasty to survive, you will have to remove what may cause its ruin. I am sure that all the lords will demand to know what he has done."

"What do you suggest Lord Hand?"

"Night's Watch. Send him there."

"No! I will not allow it. Joffrey will become Prince of Dorne when House Martell is extinguished."

"What?" Tywin asked.

"Joffrey will marry Gwyneth Yronwood..."

"No, he won't. Tommen will marry her. And he will become Prince of Dorne. Following the plan that you still have to inform me of."

The King sighed "I'm going to strike before they attack us."

"And what's the plan?" Tywin was losing his patience.

"I want to hire all the sellsword from Essos and attack Sunspear."

"Good plan, your grace. But may I ask with what you intend to pay the sellswords?"

The King and Cersi looked at each other and Tywin smiled. They really didn't think he'd found out how much they'd spent.

"The kingdom owes more than 8 million golden dragons," Tywin said, looking at both "But not all is lost. "I will send a envoy to the Iron Banck of Braavos to get a loan and pay the mercenaries for a minimum duration. We will celebrate the wedding between Orys and Margery as soon as possible, and I will send a raven to Highgarden and summon Lady Ollena Tyrell to establish the terms of this alliance."

" Regarding the Targaryen and the so-called Dragon?"

"Dragons don't exist your grace. First, put the Seven Kingdoms under control."

" All right. "

"But," Tywin added and the king turned to it. "I have a condition."

"What is it?"

"I want Jaime to be freed from the oath of Kingsguard so that he can take the tittle of lord of Castely Rock when I'm gone," Tywin said and saw that Cersei gave him a dead look.

"Agreed! Now begin preparations to put into action our plan, Tywin. I need some fun. Get out of here. Both of you."

Tywin bowed, and gave a look at his daughter. The king was really a lost cause. It was time to instruct Orys better. And he left the room, heading for the Lord Hand's room. He needed to rest after the long journey.

Golden Company

Aenar finds himself again in the dark room with the two naked women in bed, but this time the woman who was a little older than the other was awake.

"My king. Come to bed," she said, extending her hand towards him. Looking at her, she was a beautiful woman, with beautiful curves and that perfect breasts, which were neither big nor small. Aenar felt hard and looking down, he saw that his cock was already straight. And especially he was naked too. He then saw that the woman was approaching and kneeling in front of him, taking his cock in her mouth and starting to suck it. He put his hands in her hair and closed his eyes to savor the moment. But suddenly he woke up in his room in the fort, alone.

He catches his breath and said to himself, "Who is that woman? She has never told me her name, and Daenerys has never told him that she has a sister who looks like her. But maybe it was... No, that's not possible."

As he got out of bed, he undressed himself, and he went to the bathtub to immerse himself. The water was cold, but he liked it anyway. Whether it was cold, or boiling was the same for him. It must have been the blood of Stark and Targaryen that allowed him to do this. When he came out of the bathtub, Aenar dried himself and after stretching out a little, he began to prepare himself to wear his armor. Today is the day he will face his first great battle. This gave him trepidation, but also anxiety and perhaps a little fear, having never faced an army of this size. Yes, the battle with the Ironborn in Old Valyria was quite difficult, and he won, but there were few men there. At most a hundred. But now, they were 30,000 men. And above all, he was a little afraid that his plan might not work, even if he didn't show it in front of his men. As Arthur always said, 'Be confident, don't show any fear and the men will follow you.'

As Aenar walked out of his barrack, he saw that the men were already in position and ready to march under his command.

He also saw that Arya, Ashara and all the others, who will remain in defense of the fort, were there waiting for him.

He hugged Ashara "Don't expose yourself to too much danger, Aenar."

He chuckled and kissed her forehead. Ashara was like a mother to him. She raised him since he was born, and he owed her everything, as well as to Arthur and Torrhen.

He also said his goodbyes to Arya, who had just said her goodbyes Robb, and who was waiting for him with Ghost.

"Don't die. Remember the promise you made me." And she jumped in his arms just like she did with Robb.

He put his helmet on his head with the visor up and approached his horse. He heard the roars of Caraxes flying over them and smiled.

He's growing up very big," said Arthur, and he nodded.

"It must be the magic of Old Valyria that makes him grow so fast. He was almost as big as a foal.

Climbing on his horse and patting his mane, Aenar told the army " In march!"

Exiting the fort, Robb and Arthur were by his side, and the captains behind him.

When they arrived at the scene where the battle will take place, Aenar looked around. It was perfect, and the Dothraki will be slaughtered.

Turning to his men, Aenar said, "Get ready! The Dothraki will be here soon. Balaq, place the archers on the sides of the pass. Ethenaine, sends the cavalry's destination, on the passages that lead to the top where the archers will be, and a small infantry squad to protect the pass so that the Dothraki won't attack our archers.

"Commander!"

Then turning to Arthur, he said, "Send a scout forward. We need to know how far the Dotrackis are."

Turning again to his men he says "Bring the palisades forward! And put a strip of the pitch from side to side. We'll have to block the Dothraki in case they want to escape."

After making all the preparations and putting the men in position Aenar saw Robb and Arthur approaching.

"So, we'd be behind the shield wall?" Robb asked.

"Yes. But if they pass our lines, we will join the fray."

"After this battle, do you already have in mind what you will do?" Robb asked.

Jon smiled. It was from the moment he found out that his aunt and grandmother were alive that he intended to go and get them. And the desire to protect them increased when his spies told him that his uncle wanted to give Daenerys in marriage to the Dothraki.

He will not allow it, and as soon as it ends with Khal Moro plans to march his army to the gates of Pentos.

" To save my other part of the family," Aenar replied.

And Robb looked at him with a raised eyebrow "Who?"

"Rhaella and Daenerys Targaryen. My grandmother and my aunt."

"And Viserys?" Arthur asked.

"According to our spies, he's as crazy as his father, and you know it. He was like that when he was a kid. But above all, he will oppose my claim."

Arthur nodded.

"When I was in the North, I heard that the Dothraki were the most feared army of Essos."

"Yes, I've heard it too, but the rumors are wrong. The immaculate are the strongest army in Essos, and I'm going to buy them."

" Do you want an army of slaves?" Robb asked in disbelieve. "I hope you know that in the North, and maybe in the other kingdoms too, slavery is banished."

"Of course, I know. I will buy him and then I will free him. If they want to fight for me, it will be their choice."

"However, if you want to know which army is the strongest in the world," Aenar said, standing up and looking around his men, he shouted, " It is this!" and everyone began to beat the shield and shout his name.

Aenar smiled and then got serious. "Robb, after this battle I think you should return to the North."

"Why?" asked seriously.

"Your family could be in danger." Aenar didn't know if it was good to tell him the truth before the battle began.

"What do you mean?"

"After you left, Robert Baratheon arrived in Winterfell with all his followers." Taking a breath, he added, "Prince Joffrey tried to rape your sister, Sansa. "

Robb looked down, and Aenar saw anger grow in him. "Then I will leave. But you need to hurry up and return to Westeros, because if the Lannisters and the Baratheon were to attack the North, we wouldn't have a great chance. And especially if the Burns march from the North."

"I'll, cousin. As soon as I have my fleet. I think you should make peace with the wildlings."

But then his attention was drawn away when he saw the explorer coming back.

"They're coming, commander."

"Good." Then turning to Blackbourn he said, "Put your men in position.

" Get into position!" And everyone started to take their positions. "SHIELD WALL!"

At that point, Aenar took a shield and drew Blackfire, heading in front of the shield wall.

"Your grace!" Arthur called him, but all he did was give him was a smirk.

Standing in front of the Shield Wall, Aenar heard the horses coming, and after a while, he saw him. Khal Moro. He looked like a Dothraki warrior, with a long, well-tended beard, and a long braid adorned with small bells that reach up to his thighs. Well, it will be a pleasure to cut it off, as soon as I defeat him, Aenar said to himself. As he stepped forward, Aenar saw Khal Moro arriving with his Bloodriders.

"Who are you?" asked the Khal. (in Dothraki.)

Fortunately, Aenar has taken lessons in Dothraki, otherwise now he would not know what to say.

"Aenar Targaryen, Commander of the Golden Company, Your Ruin" Aenar answered with a smirk. (in Dothraki.)

"Take away your army, and we'll let you live. Let us continue our ride towards Myr." (in Dothraki.)

"Are you a coward who can only rape women and fight against unarmed men and children or do you have the courage to face a worthy Opponent?" (in Dothraki.)

"When I'm done with you, I'll toast on your corpses, and drink from your skull." (in Dothraki.)

"When I've finished with you and your army, you'll regret that you have enslaved, raped and killed all your victims." (in Dothraki.)

At that point the Khal turned furiously and rode towards his Khalassar.

Going behind the Shield Wall, Aenar said, "Grab the ropes of the frontal palisade. I'll give you the signal when you lift it."

The men nodded.

Looking towards the Khalassar, he saw that they were charging against them. They were shooting arrows, but thanks to the protection under which his army was, it was just a waste. His men were well protected.

He saw that the first ones, with spears and arack in their hands, had almost arrived on them. "Hold your positions!" shouted Aenar, "and wait for my signal!"

They were very close, and at that point, Aenar shouted " Now!" and his men raised their palisades in front of the shield wall, making the Dothraki crash into them. At that point, turning toward the Archer, he gave him the order to shoot the signaling arrow, and a rain of arrows fell on the Dothraki. One by One they were falling with their horses.

Those who were on the ground and not dead tried to jump the wall, but they couldn't. They were greeted by the swords and spears of those behind the shield wall.

Aenar saw that some were trying to escape, and he blocked their way with Caraxes' fire, when they connected.

When the Dothraki were decreasing Aenar gave the order to the men to slowly advance and kill the wounded. It was at this moment that he heard the Khal shout for surrender and asking for a challenge.

"Stop!"

Aenar stepped forward with Blackfyre in one Hand and a shield in the other, and his helmet' s visor down.

"I challenge you Aenar Targaryen to single combat," said Khal. (in Dotrakhi.)

"I accept!" Aenar answered (in Dotrakhi.) and saw the Khal take his arack and began to spin it by charging against him.

But no matter how good and strong the Khal was, his attacks couldn't pierce his armor. With a slit, Aenar cut the head of the Khal through his arack, with which he tried to parry.

But no matter how good and strong the Khal was, his attacks couldn't pierce his armor.

With a slit, Aenar cut the head of the Khal through his arack, with which he tried to parry. The Dothraki who had remained alive, merely more than a hundred, stopped at him and cut off their braids as a sign of defeat.

Turning towards his men, and taking off his helmet, Aenar raised his sword and cried out, "Victory!"

Two weeks later..,

Pentos

Viserys targaryen was in his room with Doreah torn into his bed. Illyrio found her in a house of pleasure, Lys's, and gave her to him as a pastime, and as a handmaid of Daenerys.

Since then, almost every night, Viserys fucks her, in evrey way. His mother gave him a headache on this, but he didn't give a shit about what she said.

Today was a long day, he had to meet House Martel's envoys and talk with him about the terms of alliance, and write scrolls to send to the Lords of Westeros, so that they could swear to him, loyalty, and above all he had to send a man to the Golden Company with his terms.

Dorhea was lying on her belly, all naked, and watching her he was getting hard. He started kissing her shoulders, taking away the sheet that covered her butt. She began to moan, and there was a smile on her lips. At that point, Viserys started kissing her neck and opening her legs, he entered her from behind, slowly. She mouned, with her mouth opened and her eyes closed. Turning her on her side, Viserys began to thrust inside her, faster, and faster, and with one hand cupping her breasts. Gods, it filled so good, and her mouns and cries, did nothing but to encourage him to thrust more and increase the pace. He felt that he was coming, so he came out of her. She opens her eyes, and he turns her head, thrusting his cock into her mouth "Suck, whore" and she started to suke him. After a will he comes in her mouth, he saw as his sead was coming out of her mouth, but she swallows it down her troth.

"You like to suck, bitch" he said, and she smiled at him.

"I've satisfied you, my king."

"Completely. Come! I need to take a bath" and getting up, he went naked towards the bathtub.

Putting his hand in the water, he felt it very hot "Damn. Why the hell did you make her so hot?" Viserys yelled. He had almost burnt himself.

Dorhea ran towards him naked and with her breasts pounding.

"I ask your forgiveness, your grace. But your mother and your sister usually prefer it this way, so I thought you wanted it too, hot."

"Send for a servant and tell him to bring cold water" he said irritated.

"Yes, your grace."

Entering the room where the negotiations for the alliance will be made, Viserys saw that his mother was already there, and this was not a good sign.

"Prinicpe Oberyn. Welcome to Pentos."

"Your grace. Can we start the negotiations for the alliance?"

"Of course."

"In the name of my brother, The Prinipe of Dorne, I have the permission to expose you the terms for our alliance." Obery opened a scroll and it was all written down.

" If you want Dorne to support your claim to the Throne, you must marry Princess Arianne Martel by proxy, and give your sister Daenerys in marriage to Quentin Martell, who will become Prince of Dorne. Tying the bond between our families even more."

"I won't let that happen," said his mother standing up, after hearing the terms of the Alliance

"Sit down, Mother!"

"Viserys, I told you what would happen if you sold your sister for a throne."

"And I told you that I don't care what you think. You will have your role, and she will have her role," replied Viserys and then turning to the Prince said, "My sister can't be part of this alliance agreement. I've already promised her to the Dotracki and I'm not going to break that promise.

"No! She has not been and will not be promised to anyone. She will choose her life." Her mother said in an angry tone, and Viserys was losing his temper.

"Mother leave. Now!" Viserys said in a threatening voice. He will deal with her later. Then he said to the prince "These are my terms."

"Then you won't have our alliance."

"I think my terms were more than fair. You will have Martell' s blood on the throne of swords.

Oberyn sighed and said, "I accept your terms, but marriage must be celebrated today. With the Sept that have come with us."

"Yes." He responded and adding "Until the moment of the wedding, you will be my guest. Do whatever you want, but don't touch my slave, Dorhea." Now he was happy. He have Dorne on his side, tomorrow the Golden Company will, arrive, and in three days he will have the Dothraki. The Iron Throne is getting closer and closer. He will strike the Seven Kingdoms with a force never seen in this world.

And he left, heading towards the rooms of his mother and Daenerys.

Rhaella had returned to their room and found Daenerys in the bed with her hands around her knees and her head on them.

Closing the door, she sighed. She thought that they had more time, but it seems that they didn't have it.

"Mother, are you okay?"

She looked towards her and smiled.

"Apparently, we have less time than I thought, Dany. Your brother is crazy and today he's going to have his wedding by proxy with Dorne."

"What do we do, mother?"

But she couldn't reply because her son entered.

Going toward him, she began "Viserys. You can't do that to... but she was cut off by Viserys' slap."

"This was the last time you dared to challenge me, mother. Today Khal Drogo will come to see Daenerys and the wedding will take place in three days. Tomorrow the Golden Company will arrive, and you will leave with them. So, I suggest you spend the last day well with your daughter."

Rhaella looked at him with hatred, not wanting to give him a win, putting her hand on her cheek.

Pointing his finger said, "Let this be a warning to you. If you do this one more time, I will cut off your tongue and take out your eyes. You don't need them anyway. The only thing you will need is what you have between your legs. And I hope he will fuck you to the blood, or until you can't walk anymore. So, you will never oppose to me again. Then turning to Daenerys, he said, "Soon the servants will come to prepare you for the meeting with the Khal. Take a bath."

With that he left the room, and she let the tears fall and Daenerys ran to her, kneeling and hugging her. Together they wept.

"He's a monster, mother."

As she got up, she said, "Come, daughter. Let's wash these sorrows."

After Viserys wedding, to which they were forced to attend, and after Prince Oberyn had left, everyone was waiting for the Khal's arrival.

Her daughter cried in her arms in the bathtub, and she did everything she could to assure her, and now they were forced to meet this Khal.

"Where is he?" asked Viserys.

"The Dothraki are not known for their punctuality." Responded Illyrio.

They saw men coming on horseback and she saw Illyrio going toward them saying first something in another language, and then adding "May I present you my honored guest. Viserys of House Targaryen, the third of his Name, the Rightful King of the Andals, the Rhoynar and the First Men. His mother Rhaella of House Targaryen, promised to the Golden Company, and his sister, Daenerys of House Targaryen."

Rhaella felt disgust at the words that came out of Illyrio's mouth, words that once she would have welcomed with joy.

Illyrio continued to speak in the other language and she heard Viserys say in a low voice to Daenerys " Do you see how long his hair is .When Dothraki are defeated in combat, they cut off their braids so the whole world can see their shame. Khal Drogo has never been defeated. He's a savage, of course, but one of the finest killers alive. And you will be his queen. "

'No. Daenerys will not be his Queen.' Rhaella told herself. The man was a monster an at least twice Daenerys age. He will reap her, and she will not permit that.

Come forward my dear. Said Illyrio, and her daughter began to walk toward the Khal.

After looking at her the Khal rode away, and Viserys quickly asked "Where is he going?"

"The ceremony is over."

"But he didn't say anything? Did he like her?"

"Trust me your grace. If he didn't like her, we wold know it. The wedding will take place in three days."

Daenerys comes quickly to her.

Befor returning to they room she turned toward Viserys with a pointed finger and said "Viserys Targaryen I disown you. For what you did, and how you treated and treated your sister you will pay very dearly. Your father was a monster, but you are worse. You are no longer my son and cursed be the day I gave birth to you."
"And you were never my mother, whore."

She spits toward him and they went back to their room.

They sat on the bed and Daenerys began to cry. Rhaella tried to comfort her by kissing and stroking her hair, and she heard Daenerys saying between sobs "I don't want to be his queen mother. I want to go home."

"We will escape Daenerys," Rhaella responded stroking her hair.

Then raising her daughter's face and whipping her tears with her thumb, she said "We are going to leave tomorrow, together. "

"But..."

"When the Golden Company will arrive and I'll be given to their commander, I will bring him to our side. They are the only one who will protect us from Viserys and Khal Drogo. They are the only one to have defeated the Dothraki. The news is already spreading around Essos about their great victory. So, I'll make sure that they will obey us and not Viserys."

"But mother?" Daenerys said with that beautiful violet eyes.

"Even if that means, that I need to buy their allegiance with my body. I'll do everything to protect you Daenerys, no matter the cost."

Leaning against the pillow and bringing her daughter with her, she said, "Now lets sleep, and don't think about the Khal, because you are not going to marry him."