Author Notes: I think it time for everyone to get a glimpse on what I think Ulthos is like... we all know Ulthos is on the map of ASOIAF Map, only it is left mysterious.
Ulthos, which isn't no longer oppressed and surrounded by war and death anymore. In fact it is prosperous, unified, beautiful and very superior than any other city of Westeros and Essos could ever be. Hell the people of seem very happy, with no reason to complain whats so ever.
In the Capital of Ulthos, Cerebrum which like it's country seems very great place to be its like El Dorado and Atlantis combined, like a medieval Metropolis. In Haeven, a large River so wide that ships and boats can travel through there, and surrounded mostly by dense jungle, but not far from the shores.
Somewhere by Haeven but close to the Forests of Ulthos, lies a what appears to be Ballard Dollar-dan old fortress, only rebuilt new and not so menacing to it's country anymore, more peaceful and knowledgeable. Of course it is still guarded by Ulthoian Soldiers.
In the courtyard of this rebuilt fortress, you see a young girl, 18 possibly being trained by guardsmen known as The Serpent Guard, the Serpent Guardsmen seem like skilled and Elite fighters and not just picked out from a hat, they wear Serpent like helmets and have serpent like swords. Barlock Dollar-dan approaches as he watches this girl training, even smiling.
Barlock: (To girl) I see The Serpents are improving your training.
Training comes to a halt, the girl turns around and sees Barlock.
Barlock: No by all means continue. It's not everyday a father sees his daughter improving.
The woman is Barlock intelligent but lovely daughter Hathena Dollar-dan.
Hathena: Father.
She runs up and hugs him, hasn't seen him in months.
Barlock: Where your Mother?
Hathena: Napping.
Barlock: Let her then, it's was long travel for me perhaps I should feast. Care to join?
Hathena: By all means. (To Serpent Guards) Continue tomorrow.
Guards bow their heads, Hathena tosses her spear and shield for them to put away.
As Barlock and Hathena walk to the dining hall...
Barlock: You've been doing your reading.
Hathena: Yes I have. Any sign of Ballard, Father?
Barlock: Same thing in a year Hathena. Nothing.
Hathena: How was Westeros Father, any cute suitors?
Barlock: Westeros is not different from this place, civilized only war torn and economically crippled the moment. Besides suitors down there, I don't think none of them are right for you.
Hathena: Still I would love to see it myself.
Barlock: Some day. That is If we get an invite to return.
Hathena: Did you meet him Father, Wilhem?
Barlock stops and pauses, turns to look at his daughter face.
Barlock: I did. He has gotten older just like me, but he seems far more dangerous (in a good way) and more experienced fighter, thinker and leader since the last time I saw him. There more honey... I met the Queen he serves now.
Hathena jaw drops.
Hathena: The Dragon Queen, Daenerys Targaryen. Well what is she like? Are the stories of her true? Does she have dragons?
Barlock cutting her off. they continue to the dining hall.
Barlock: One at a time... To answer your first question, she is polite, determined and very well spoken yet I can see some vengeful qualities in her but still I can also see that she can be loved too. With good counsel and time she can be a great ruler to people of Westeros.
Barlock and Hathena are in the dining hall, eating and drinking. Barlock eats as if he hasn't had anything good in months.
Hathena: And the dragons?
Waiting eagerly for an answer, even biting her lip. He swallows his food.
Barlock: Three Grown Dragons, an army of Unsullied, Sellsword Company called The Second Sons, Two knights from her Homeland and a naval fleet from Volantis.
Hathena: Wow... I hope to meet her.
Barlock: I hope you do too, you and your mother.
Barlock dips his bread in some kind of sauce.
Barlock: As my Apprentice, what news from the Council.
Hathena: All is good, I investigated our family members... there are no signs of them plotting to take over Ulthos; there innocent. Although they told me that a few commanders that were loyal to Grandfather came to them.
Barlock: And?
Hathena: They want our family support.
Barlock: So there is an uprising, we were just mislead in whom was planning it.
Hathena: There's more Father?
Barlock: What is it?
Hathena: Members of the Council came here yesterday, they told me they were given a visit a few days ago.
Barlock: Who was it?
Hathena: Haider.
Barlock stops cold with eating. He swallows and gulps, slowly looks up.
Barlock: What for?
Hathena: They wouldn't tell me. They say you should go, but they want to speak with you first.
Barlock: I'll be in the meeting tomorrow, I'll speak to them then. Until then I need some rest.
Barlock wipes his mouth and excuses himself from the table, making his way to his chambers.
Barlock: We'll both go to the Council tomorrow... together. I've taught you how to always use your head, you helped me provide food to the common people in the streets, talk with harbor masters on trading, read every book in Ulthos library, you even saw me discuss strategy with the military commanders, yet you never sat in any Council meetings, perhaps it time you should see what we do in the courts.
Hathena: I'll like that.
Barlock: I'm going to see your mother.
Hathena continues feasting as Barlock excuses himself from the table.
In Barlock chamber, where the curtains conceal it in darkness. Barlock opens the door and sees his wife and mother of his kids, Leira. She is sleeping in a very soothing manner.
He sits next to her, gives her a kiss on her cheek, shuddering her eyes open, noticing him sitting next by her.
Leira: Barlock. When did you get in?
Barlock: Few hours ago.
Leira: Did you see him?
Barlock: Wilhem, yes.
Leira: Anything different about him.
Barlock: A bit older and more battle harden. But his mind is still the same before he left Ulthos, dangerous, cunning and still smart as hell both in War and Politics. I met the queen he serves, Daenerys Stormborn House Targaryen. I see what he see's in her, strong, but compassionate...
Leira: I'll like to meet her.
Barlock: When she ascends to the Iron Throne, we might get an invitation to do so. I'm going to propose to the Council that we should make a political alliance Westeros.
Leira: Any suitors for Hathena.
Barlock: Not that I know of.
Leira: How will an alliance be made than.
Barlock: There are other ways to ally two countries beside marriage.
Barlock lays next to her, wraps his arm around her waist.
Leira: What about our son?
Barlock: No sign of him still. Wherever he is, I pray for a great sworn of pity on anyone who encounters him. I informed Wilhem of Barlock disappearance and his attempt planning to kill him personally. He alert and is ready to do what is necessary to protect Ulthos freedom.
Leira: How could our son be so evil?
Barlock: I don't know, but it's like seeing my father living inside him. My father didn't frightened me, but our son... he does.
Leira: Will he be killed.
Barlock: Maybe.
Barlock kisses her on the cheek.
Sorry for the long wait. Been busy with things didn't have time to finish the chapter.