THE DRAGON ARMY
AEMON
Aemon wakes up next to Shiera. The two hardly ever go a night without making love and last night was no exception. Aemon gets up and walks over to the table where a candle is lit. He stares into the fire and sees Robert Baratheon dead. His magic is strong enough now that he does not have to put blood in the flames to see visions. Then he sees the army of the dead and the wall fall.
He blows the candle out and performs his morning oblations. Before leaving the room he looks at Shiera who likes to sleep in sometimes. He smiles and heads for the dining hall. As usual Jaehaerys and Dany are already at the table talking. "Star sleeping in again?" Dany asks giggling.
He smiles, "It would seem so." Walder and Viserys are next to come to the table, "Ser Barristan, will you and your brothers take a seat all of you join us." Before he can start Shiera walks into the dining hall and sits down.
"Morning all." She says.
"Morning." Everyone replies.
"I think Cersei is making her moves and soon King Robert will die."
"She is." Jae says speaking up, "She has invited the Tyrells to King's Landing. Joffrey has been playing Prince to stay in his father's good graces."
Aemon looks at Tysha, "How stands our coffers?"
"We have over four million in gold. Not counting this quarters profits from the kite sales and glass…So far we are winning the glass wars. However our efforts to make sales in Qarth have been thwarted by Merchants from Myr."
"How much do we have if you count this quarter's profits?" Viz asks.
"Six million."
As they talk the servants bring the food and they start eating. "The time has come to build our own army and move across the sea."
"Does this mean I can start haunting Stannis Baratheon on Dragonstone?" Jae asks with a mischievous look on his face.
Aemon shakes his head, "Not yet Nephew…Perhaps when we return from Volantis." He looks at Ser Jory, "Ser Jory you and Viz will travel to Astapor and buy the Unsullied…Shiera and the rest of you will work on a fleet to sail our army and resources across the sea."
"When do we leave?" Jae asks.
"Tomorrow. In the mean time I have business with the Faceless Men." An hour later with Jory at his side Aemon walks to the House of Black and White. When he is allowed inside he is met by man.
"What brings you to the House of Black and White?"
"I wish to give the gift…"
"A name is needed."
"There are two names one is Pycel, Grand Maester to King Robert Baratheon and the other is Master of Whispers Varys. How much?"
"Two hundred thousand."
"I will pay now."
"Deposit the gold with the Iron Bank."
Aemon leaves and makes his way to the Iron Bank, where the money is debited from the Targaryen account and credited with another. Then he returns home and prepares to leave. After breaking his fast Aemon, Jae, and Ser Barristan take the ship and sail for Volantis. Jory and Viserys are on board to sail on to Astapor. The Company of the Rose is currently employed. Their contract to protect the road between Volantis and Mantarys is nearly up.
The Company of the Rose was formed by Northmen who resented King Torrhen Stark for bending the knee to Aegon Targaryen. They left the North in Westeros and formed their sell-sword company and have been fighting in Essos for the past three hundred years. The majority of the company is made up of the descendants from the original Northerners who left Westeros. The rest are men and women who recently joined.
When they reach Volantis they unload their horses and set out to meet with the Company immediately. Aemon walks up to Jae, "I think you have enough skill to wield this." Aemon says handing Jae Dark Sister.
"Dark Sister." Jae looks at Aemon, "Thank you Uncle." He says hugging him.
"One day you may have to use that to kill someone…Not easy killing a man."
"Have you ever killed someone?"
"A fool who challenged me to a duel."
As they are breaking camp the next morning their group is attacked by eight Dothraki scouts. Aemon takes out a dagger and throws it killing one man. He cuts the leg off the horse charging him. Meanwhile Jae manages to mount his horse and charge another man. He breaks the man's Arakh, but is caught around the throat by a whip from another man.
Jae grows angry channeling his power through Dark Sister. The blade bursts into flame and a stream of fire leaps off the sword, burning the man and his horse. He leaps to his feet as the rest of the Dothraki ride off. "Well done Jae. The Dothraki hate magic."
"We should go after them!" He angrily says.
"That is the Dragon in you talking Jae. Calm down…take a deep breath."
After he is calm they ride up the road more diligent as they do. The Dothraki had been attacking merchants and travelers along the road for months. After two weeks of riding they reach the Company of the Rose encamped near the coast close to the demon Road. The Company is led by Jon Mor. "Are you a Blackfyre or a true Targaryen?"
"My name is Prince Aemon Targaryen and this is my great nephew Prince Jaehaerys Targaryen...Heir to the Iron Throne…"
Jon stares at them for a few seconds, "You look like a Targaryen…I can see the family resemblance, but…"
"But you are men of the North." Jae boldly says, "…My father was Prince Rhaegar and my mother was Lyanna Stark of Winterfell."
"The Prince that was Promised…" Jon says standing up, "Born of fire and ice."
"You know the prophecy."
"Aye I do…Brandon Snow was told this prophecy when he landed his men on the Orange Shore.. He was the first commander of the Company of the Rose. He was also told to pledge an oath when the Prince came. This story has been passed down from commander to commander." Jon calls assembly and tells his men. They vow to serve Aegon with no contract and start packing to leave that day. Three days later they set sail for Braavos.
VISERYS AND JORY
It takes Viserys and Jory another month to reach Astapor. Then it takes a week to get an audience with Kraznys mo Naklos slave Master of Astapor. "I am Prince Viserys Targaryren, "This is Ser Jory Cassel…We have come to buy the unsullied army you have."
"How many?" Naklos asks through his interpreter.
"How many do you have?"
"Four thousand who have completed their training and another four in the last phases of their training."
"I want all eight thousand…How much?"
Kraznys smiles. "Two hundred and fifty thousand."
Viserys nods, "I will bring the gold on tomorrow…How much for your interpreter?" They return to the ship with the interpreter. "What is your name?" Viserys asks.
"Missandei My Prince."
"Missandei I have a sister…I think you would make a great companion for her…If you wish."
"My wish?"
"Where I come from we do not believe in slavery…" The next day Viserys and Jory have the men unload the gold and take it to the Palace of Masters. When the deal is done Viserys purchases ships to transport the Unsullied. The Unsullied and the Company of the Rose are sent to an uninhabited Island near Braavos. They also hire more blacksmiths to create unified armor for the troops.
