The citizens of Yunkai have been preparing for battle for weeks. Anxiety has gripped the city as no one new when the battle would take place. All they knew was the army was close and would arrive any day. Many were beginning to weiner the motivations for the battle. All was well until the Battle of Meereen when the captured the silver haired girl. Many thought the Dothraki was coming for her. Maybe one of her friends made it out alive and they rallied the savages to fight for her. Everyone knew many in the Dothraki Sea respected Daenerys's late husband Khal Drogo and would do anything for him. But it didn't matter...they just wanted to survive the battle. Everyone was behind to do what could be their last action before their death.

Grazda grunted as his seed filled Daenerys's ass and fell over on the bed leaving her ass as red as her face. The silver haired slave fell over next to her master looking him in the eyes. She was growing used to the rough sex. When she'd sleep with Darrio it was about the passion of it but now it was different. When Grazda first took her it was painful but that pain turned into pleasure. At this point she was a completely different person. Grazda saw the submission her in eyes and knew she was his. As his best slave he didn't want to hurt her too much but she was still a slave and needed to be put in place once and awhile.

He had to admit she was pretty hard to break but he got to her eventually. He placed his hand on her cheek stroking her soft skin. Never in a million years did Grazda believe he'd be King of Slavers Bay and owner to a Targaryen. Daenerys never thought she'd be a slave yet she became one. She had built strong tall walls yet Grazda her Master found out how to tear them down. Maybe this is where she belonged...serving a master...bedding him when he needed or cleaning his chamber pots. Maybe sitting on the Iron Throne wasn't her birthright after all...maybe Tommen was better suited to sit there. But none of that mattered at this moment. All that mattered was that she live through the battle to come. Grazda leaned over and began kissing Daenerys beginning round two. As he slid his tongue in her mouth the bells began to toll. They both knew what that meant...the Dothraki were here.

The soldiers ran to the walls with their bows in hand. Torches lined the walls so they could light the flaming arrows. They watched in horror as the near 80,000 men approached the city. Mixed with the Dothraki were a few hundred Second Sons and a couple hundred Unsullied. The commander have the order to knock their arrows and they obeyed. Down on the ground Darrio gave the order to his men to prepare the battering ram. Several men grabbed the log while a dozen men surrounded them with shields to protect them from the rain of arrows that was sure to rain down on them. Dozens of men rolled over several trebuchets and prepared the ammo that would be flung from them. The army itself was slightly out of range of the arrows so they wouldn't lose any men until the charge. Everyone was ready...the Dothraki could smell the blood waiting to be spilt. Many of the slave soldiers knew they were going to die today. Even if the Dothraki couldn't break down the main gate they would still be picked off by the archers. Everything for the battle was in place all they were waiting for was the signal to attack. For now they would intimidate the salve soldiers who most likely have never fought a battle in their lives until now.

Tension covered Yunkai as everyone locked themselves in their homes to stay clear of the fighting. Anxiety filled everyone as they knew at least a good chunk of the population would be killed and the city left nearly destroyed. Many carried daggers to be able to defend themselves if need be. Grazda made his way to the throne room with his beloved slave and personal guard. Most of his men were relocated to the wall to defend the city. If the worst came this is where he'd make his last stand. He was clad in chainmail and donned a sword at his side. Daenerys herself was unarmed and placed to the right of her master chained so she couldn't move. Even if she wanted to she'd never leave her masters side...she was completely under his control now. Not only has she submitted to being his slave but to being his lover. No longer was she Daenerys Targaryen but Oranea the slave to Grazda Mo Eraz.

Khal Moran slowly rode to the front of the line stopping next to Jorah. He looked up at the walls at the men lined up with their bows in hand. He chuckled at the men as they hid behind the safety of their walls.Those walls weren't going to keep them safe as they would get in the city one way or another. The Second Sons were ready with the ram and were awaiting the command to charge. Tension filed the air as the two armies stared each other down wondering when the bloodshed would begin.

Jorah prayed for the first time in forever. The man never had faith in his age...he believed every God was false. Faith never came to him as everything in his life always ended badly. With his first wife dying, his exile, his second wife leaving him for another man,his exile from Meereen, and now his queen was stolen and held a slave. Now the man of no faith prayed to the Old Gods for victory in this battle and that they could save Daenerys. He turned his head to Darrio and nodded his head. The leader of the Second Sons nodded his head to his men officially commencing the battle.

This was it...this battle decided the future of Westeros and House Targaryen. If they lost this battle there was no army in the world anywhere near the size of Khal Moran's Khalasar. Even if there was why would anyone help him on his quest to save a fallen Queen of a foreign land.

The Second Sons brought up their shields covering up the men that were carrying the battering ram. They began their charge through the field towards the front gates of the city. The commander on the wall gave the order to open fire and arrows rained down on the soldiers landing on the shields. The archers fired arrow after arrow trying to take out the men charging the gate.

While they were distracted the main army prepared ladders to scale the walls. When the battering ram made it to the gate and began attempting to break it open Jorah and Khal Moran ordered the main army charge. Vicious battle cries echoed across the battle field as tens of thousands of battle cries boomed out. Men on foot and horse ran across the field with swords out. Many of the archers turned their focus to the approaching army. The Dothraki archers responded with arrows of their own firing them from horseback. Men from both sides died as a result of being pierced by arrows.

After what felt like forever they made it to the wall. They quickly set up yet ladders and began their accent up the walls. Archers fired down on them killing many as they climbed. Jorah was the first to make it to the top of the wall. Right away enemies unsheathed their swords and began to attack the Westerosi warrior. He made quick work of them before moving on. The commander on the wall noticed him and attacked. Jorah noticed his swing jerking out of the way causing the blade to crash into the ground. He responded with a swing of his own but the commander pulled his sword up in time blocking what could have been his death. He the older opponent against the wall nearly causing him to fall. Jorah kicked him back allowing him to quickly swing his sword nearly cutting the man's stomach out. He fell to the floor and Jorah moved on.

By now hundreds of Dothraki,Second Sons, and Unsullied had climbed into the city. Blood flowed down the streets like rivers. Finally the battering ram busted through the front gate causing a flood of thousands to charge into the city. That's when the slaughter really began.

Darrio had his Arakh kicked from his hand and was knocked to the ground. He thought this was it...this was his death. The solider lifted up his sword and Darrio closed his eyes and thought of Daenerys one last time. The sound of the man grunting in pain caused Darrio to open his eyes. A sword was sticking through the man's chest and blood spilt out of his mouth. The sword was pulled out and the body fell unveiling Jorah stretching his hand out to help his friend up. He took his hand and picked up his blade continuing the fight.

They made their way taking the city in small chunks. As the attackers advanced Grazda sent more men to the front door of the pyramid to defend it. They were ordered to hold it at all cost. By now the attacking forces were just down the road from the pyramid. He knew it was inevitable that his army would be defeated by this horde of over 80,000 men including what's left of the Second Sons and Unsullied.

Just as Jorah thought victory was near as he was looking at the main door of the ancient pyramid screams came from behind.

"We're being hit from behind!"

Upon turning around he saw thousands of men charging through the gates to defend the city. The reinforcements numbered no more than three to four thousand and would be easy to overwhelm. But then from behind Jorah was knocked to the ground and it caused his sword to fly out from his hand. He rolled over to see one of the slave soldiers over him with a spear held up ready to slam it into his chest. But as the man went to stab him a roar echoed through the air. Everyone heard it and the stopped fighting. Again the screech could be heard but no one could see the source of it. Jorah,Darrio, and Grey Worm knew exactly what it was.

The massive black beast flew past the pyramid breathing its massive ball of fire. A feeling of relief field Jorah as the dragon breathed it's fire on the reinforcements setting them all ablaze. The shock gave him time to grab his sword and thrust it into the enemy standing above him. Standing up he shoved the man over and sliced another soldier across his belly. This motivated the Dothraki knowing that they now had dragons on their side.

Thousands of bodies littered the streets with blood flowing down them like a river. Jorah,Darrio, and Grey Worm were all drenched in blood. Much of the pyramid was damaged and chunks of it fell to the floor as the trebuchets hit it dead on. The took the opportunity to run into the pyramid where Daenerys was no doubt being held. The massive building was like a labyrinth that they would never escape. After what felt like hours of running through hallways they finally made it to the throne room.

On the throne in the middle of the room sat a man who could only be Grazda the Emperor of Slavers Bay. And there next to him was the reason they were there. Daenerys stood to his right chained to the throne. Her long silver locks were draped down over her shoulders and she wore a white dress that showed her stomach and a portion of her breast. Jorah was relived that his queen was still alive. When she payed eyes upon her old friends she barely recognized them. She wanted to smile but couldn't...they were here to take her away from her master.

"You must be Jorah the Andal." Grazda said.

"I am." Jorah relied.

"Your...older than I thought you'd be." The Master joked.

"I can still fight."

"I don't doubt that for a moment."

He looked to the other two men not knowing who they were. He doesn't recall any stories about them.

"And you two are?"

"We're the men that are here to kill you."

Daenerys knew who the men were.

"The man on the left is Darrio Naharis and the man on the left is Grey Worm. Darrio is the commander of the Second Sons and Grey Worm is the commander of the Unsullied." She informed her master.

The Master couldn't help but smile at his slaves obedience. Jorah was shocked at Danny's behavior.

"Kill them." Grazda ordered.

A dozen slave soldiers descended on the men. Jorah dodged a spear before slashing the man from his stomach to his neck. Daario tossed his knife into one's head and slashed another across the throat with his Arakh. Grey Worm tossed his spear into a soldier that nearly went for Daario. That action cost the Unsullied to take a spear in his side. He screamed out in pain before falling to his knees. Daario grabbed his knife tossing it into the soldier stopping him before he could finish off the Unsullied commander. Jorah and Daario quickly finished off the few other men. Grey Worm slowly rose to his feet with the help of Daario. More men then ran into the room heavily outnumbering the three men.

"We have to get out of here." Jorah said.

Grey Worm slid out of Daario's grasp.

"Go." He said motioning to Daenerys.

The Second Sons commander charged up the room fighting through several soldiers to get to Daenerys. Once he got there he used his Arakh to cut the chain tying her to the throne. She flinched upon him attempting to grab her.

"Get away from me!" She yelled to Daario's surprise.

While he was distracted a slave soldier stuck him in the side with a spear. Grey Worm saw it and tossed his own spear killing the man. The Second Son fell to the floor watching as his blood poured our unto the floor. Jorah dodged a spear before retaliating with a stab to the chest and kicked the enemy over. He looked up to see Daario on the floor with blood pouring out from his side.

Khal Moran then charged into the room with several Dothraki and began to fight alongside the Andal. Grazda saw this was the end for him if he didn't leave. He stood up from his throne and grabbed his most prized slave and fled the room while everyone was preoccupied fighting. They ran out the back of the pyramid and out to the port. Most of the ships were on fire except one. Entering it the army commander got the ship going and got it off the port. By the time Daenerys's liberators made it to the port the ship was already on its way out to sea. As they went further away from Yunkai they could see the smoke billowing up from the city. Then three dragons flew out from the other side of the city shocking Grazda and Daenerys. Danny was under the assumption that her dragons had been killed. A tear nearly fell from her eye. The dragons were going to set the ship ablaze but backed down and flew away after seeing their mother on board.

"Run you coward!" Khal Moran screamed at the top of his lungs in Dothraki.

They watched as the ship sailed as it shield sailed off to sea.

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