Daenerys Targaryen, the rightful ruler of the Seven Kingdoms led her army through the desert. Atop a stallion she rode with Jorah Mormant to her left and Barristan Selmy to her right. Her three dragons flew above them as they marched through towards Yunkai after acquiring the efficient killers known as the Unsullied. Now free men they followed Daenerys after the sack of Astapor. But Essos was not Westeros and even then, the Seven Kingdoms was a world away.

"It won't be much longer Khaleesi" Jorah spoke "The yellow city is only a few days ride from here". She silently acknowledged him, her "children" flying over head began letting out roars and began to fly away from them. Likely to go and find some food in this desert, but she was not worried for them for she knew they would return.

"Its chief exports are pleasure slaves" Barristan then spoke "They won't dare stand against us" he said and she stirred.

"Pleasure slaves?" she repeated

He nodded "Yes, your grace" he paused seeing discontent on her face

"I will not accept that" she declared. Yunkai's slaves were great in number and she felt she could not ride across Essos to rule free people to leave the oppressed behind. She knew all well what that was like. "I will-" she was about to proclaim her devotion to freeing the slaves of Yunkai along with enough gold to finance a war and ships to transport her army. But she found her words interrupted. Her head turned along with Jorah and Barristan as a Dothrahki warrior on horseback stampeded up to them.

He shouted and spoke in his native tongue with barbaric words. The three looked at him deep in thought, but Jorah expressed dread. He then translated.

"He says we are being followed" he peered back past the army. "Up there" he nodded off. Danny and Barristan looked with him and they all saw three distinct figures standing atop a nearby hill.

"Are you sure we are being followed?" she asked "Perhaps they are just lost" she suggested

"You have no shortage of enemies" Barristan warned. Jorah feared his words to be true, although Robert Baratheon was dead it wouldn't be surprising if his son Joffery had continued the task of having Danny murdered or even have his deceit revealed. He turned back to her.

"Let me investigate Khaleesi" he said as she and Barristan turned from each other to him "for your protection" he added.

She gazed into his eyes. Her eyes like her face brimmed with confidence and determination; confidence for him and he was glad it was there. Yet in that confidence he saw the slightest bit of worry also.

"Don't go alone" she ordered ever so softly "Have Ser Barristan go with you"

"No Khaleesi" he said almost immediately. Too sharply to be talking to a queen "Forgive me, but he must stay here with you" he recomposed himself. "I will take Dothraki with me". She nodded in approval to him.

"Bring them to me" she ordered.

"Yes mi'lady" he replied and he rode off on his horse and a few Dothraki horsemen fell out of the caravan to follow him.

From atop that hill Aragorn, Gimli and Legolas stood. They gazed down at an incredibly large army marching through the desert. As impressive as this sight would be it did not distract them from why they were there in the first place.

"These are no Uruk-hai" Gimli grumbled

"No" Legolas agreed "These are men"

Aragorn then spoke "The Uruk-hai would not encounter an army of this size. Especially with Merry and Pippin with them. "

"Look!" Gimli pointed. The two other's eyes moved to where he was pointing although it was easy to see what it was. A small group of horseman started to pour out form the army. "Horseman"

"Could they be Rohirrim?" Legolas asked.

"No" Aragorn shook his head slowly, not taking his eyes off the horseman who began to form together "We are far from Rohan.. and I fear I do not know where I have led you"

Although they said nothing his friends were not dismayed by his statement, but stood with him in support. They all kept their eyes on the army and the approaching horseman.

They flew out of their formations and were coming straight for them.

The three hunters tightened up together. Growing tense Gimli gripped his axe, but Aragorn placed his hand on his friends shoulder to ease his mind. The three of them stood together as nine horsemen approached them. Uneasy at the number they soon became just as unnerved at their appearance, but they did not know of their allegiance; whether they were good or evil so they would not attack first.

The horseman surrounded them. Eight of them were rough and wild. Their faces, clothes, weapons and words signified that. They could easily pass for servants of the dark lord. But one of them who appeared to lead them as he arrived before the others and stood before the three of them now seemed different.

He looked different from the others completely in terms of clothes, a sword as a weapon and his overall physical appearance. He could easily be mistaken for a man of Gondor.

He gazed down at the three of them from atop his horse. Aragorn locked eyes with him while Gimli and Legolas observed the other eight.

"Who are you?" he finally spoke in a rough voice.

Aragorn stepped forward "I am Aragorn son of Arathorn" he introduced himself.

The man nodded. Aragorn was curious about what he was thinking as he said nothing. He was pondering if he knew the name for the spider had many little birds. "And these two?" he looked to his companions.

"Gimli and Legolas" Aragorn introduced and the two identified themselves when he spoke their names.

The man acknowledged the names and the appearance of the two. "I am Ser Jorah Mormont son of Jeor Mormont of Bear Island".

"Never heard of him" Gimli grunted and Legolas gripped his shoulder tightly. Although he heard it Jorah took no notice. He turned back to Aragorn.

"What are you doing here?"

"We are in pursuit of a pack of Uruk-hai" Aragorn told "They have taken two of our friends with them; hobbits" Aragorn noted the look of confusion overcoming Jorah's face. He thought it not uncommon for men to be unaware of hobbits, but Jorah was actually puzzled by everything he said. "They are small. They would appear as children due to their size. They are bare footed with hairy feet" he explained.

Jorah's puzzlement however did not fade and he now found it necessary to cut to the heart of his intentions.

"Are you sent from King Joffery?" Jorah finally asked.

Now Aragorn became confused "Who?"

"King Joffery the first of his name. The current ruler of the Seven Kingdoms" Jorah explained, but now their situations were reversed with Aragorn confused by everything Jorah had said. With nothing to say Aragorn did not respond nor did Gimli or Legolas. "Very well" Jorah said "Come with me. The Khaleesi has demanded your presence" he said as he began to turn.

"Who?"

Jorah faltered for a moment "The Khaleesi; leader of this army has demanded you stand before her"

Gimli and Legolas looked from each other and then to Aragorn. "We have no time, we much rescue our friends" he denied him with earnest.

"Stand before the Khaleesi first" Jorah said and that was the last he would say. He turned the reins on his horse and it soon followed. The others horseman around them urged them to move. Aragorn and Legolas were silent, but their stout companion was far from it.

"Ah, curse these horsemen" he said aloud "There of no help to us! And I am no one's prisoner!" he boasted "Just look at them. If they're this bad no doubt their leader is some foul unpleasant thing"

Jorah jerked up at the sound of that. Pulling the reins his horse snapped back violently before them "I will not have the Khaleesi sworn at by a bastard" he threatened. As soon as his sentence ended Legolas had an arrow pointed at his throat. The horsemen around them hollered and Gimli gripped his double bladed axe and held it for all to see. At any moment a battle would erupt.

"Gimli! Legolas!" Aragorn called. The two glanced over to him with hardened faces. He raised his hand and motioned for them to lower their weapons. The dwarf and elf looked all around them; Legolas with a stone face and Gimli with fierce anticipation. They observed Jorah on his horse before them and the others who surrounded them. Legolas' bow was fixated on him, but he slowly dropped it his eyes did not.

Hesitant and struggling to do the same Gimli eventually followed his lead.

"Jorah Mormont" Aragorn spoke "We will see the Khaleesi now"