Chapter 13

War of Revenge Part 1

The Red Keep

Kings landing

2 weeks after the Black Wedding

Aegon Targaryen, Prince Regent and Protector of the Realm, looked at the giant map of southern Essos placed on the throne room floor with officers of his legions gathered around it.

Specifically, they looked at the area of Volantis, the large space of land known as the orange shore is all that separated the New Freehold from Volantis itself, Aegon had become a lot more violent when he heard what people were calling what happened to his father the Black wedding for the fact the King had coughed up Black blood.

2 days after the wedding, some hedge knight from the reach had said it in a tavern in a drunken haze unaware that Daemon had just entered with a group of Gold Cloaks and Legionaries when they heard a loud crowd get very quiet.

Turns out the people of the capital didn't take to some landless hedge knight mocking what happened to there king at there princes wedding and were ready to kill him when they saw prince Daemon.

Shockingly enough, Daemon didn't kill him he dragged him to the Red Keep where Aegon was sitting on the Iron Throne as he dictated a message to be sent to Volantis, the Knights mutilated body would never be found though Arrax looked quiet satisfied the next day.

Back with the gathered war council Aegon looked at the map wondering if Volantis would agree to send an envoy to prevent war, now I know what you're thinking why would Aegon even consider peace the short answer he didn't he wanted to cause chaos in Volantis.

The small council stood among the officers as did Daemon when a messenger walked in handing a letter to Rhogar who passed it to Aegon,

To my Prince Aegon

I am writing to you to accept your deal and inform you that the Triarchy which is currently made up of two Elephants and one tiger, The Tiger is calling the shots and will refuse to meet you, he is gathering up his forces and fleet to march to the orange shore.

I am using my influence in the city to cause chaos among the slave population and lower classes which will keep many of the tiger cloaks at home.

In exchange for my aid my Prince, you will keep your promise to make me ruler of Volantis and recognize my children as the heirs to Volantis.

In the name of the Fourteen I swear loyalty to you

S T

Princess of Volantis (Claimant)

Rolling his eyes, he stood from the throne walking down the steps to the map walking towards the Orange Shore, "Mobilise the fleet towards the port city of Adrestia on the outlet of the Rubicon 40,000 men will sail from Westeros with 20,000 from the Stepstones, the Triarchs of Volantis will march their forces to the Orange Shore to Cross the Rubicon." He looked up at the gathered officials his Amethyst eyes seemed to glow. "The only army that will Cross the Rubicon will be the Legionnaires of the Royal Army as they move to conquer Volantis."

2 Months Later

112 AC

The new year had begun with the Legions of Aegon Targaryen Crossed the Rubicon into the lands of the Orange Shore, 60,000 Legionaries with 20,000 Auxiliaries along with 4000, knights of the Vale thanks of his aunt and his mother houses in the Vale.

He left his mother as protector of the realm while he and Daemon led the army to Essos, not before he introduced two new positions to the small council, Master of the Sword, and the Master of War.

The Master of the sword was General Rhogar and served as commander of the Legions and their representative on the council. While the Master of War which was given to Daemon was in charge of defence for the entirety of the growing Targaryen Empire, while a man known as Arano Vhassel as the new master of whispers unaware that he was a faceless man.

84,000 men and 2 Dragons thought he would have to be wary of using his Dragons against Volantis if anyone was able to fight against the Dragons with a decent chance of success it was Volantis so he would need to use them more tactically.

Hell, even when he defeated the Volantene forces he couldn't march on Volantis directly not without risking his forces being attacked from the rear by reinforcements from Volon-Therys and Valysar or possibly Selhorys further north.

But he didn't have to worry so much about Volantis yet with a large majority of the people followed the Lord of Light, Melisandre had sent word to the High Priestess who agreed to Aegon's Requests for her support their faith would continue but no slavery and no human sacrifice.

Camp Dragon bane

Orange Shore 3 days later

Tens of thousands of Volantene troops were camped waiting for orders from Volantis to march across the Rubicon and burn the border forts and towns and push as far as they could till the Targaryen's retaliated.

There ships were ashore due to a bad storm that had passed through believing the Targaryen's would withdraw back to a safe port giving them more time. The commander was looking up at the bodies of 20 of his men he executed for asking the simple question of why were they fighting against the last of the Dragonlords.

The sounds explosions caught everyone by surprise turning to see their ships both docked and setting off into the sea on fire as the Targaryen Flagship made its appearance its catapults letting lose upon their fleet.

The roar of a dragon forced the men to turn to see Meraxes fly in low and fast setting fire to the camp also blocking off any chance of retreat, the only way was forward …. right where the Royal Army was marching from.

Seeing they had no choice the commander rallied his men ready to charge, which was more like a mass panic rush especially when Arrax entered the battle burning the remains of the Volantene Fleet and their camp.

Many of there forces charged towards the legionaries Tower-Shield wall others tried to flee the battle only to be cut down by the Knights of the Vale in what was a massacre as the Royal Army crushed the Volantene forces in a 3-hour battle, fun fact the fighting took an hour the 2 remaining hours were searching for survivor's.

Aegon stood in the aftermath, confused and somewhat impressed; this battle had been too easy. There weren't as many troops as predicted. Volantis could marshal a large host, primarily slave soldiers, but there were also freemen who volunteered to fight.

"My Prince, the Commander, survived the battle. We have him with the other surviving officers." One of his Captains told him turning towards the gathered prisoners while one of His Legates handed him the list of fallen on their side.

Casualty list

106-Legionaries. 17-dead. 89-under medics

320-Auxiliaries. 87-dead. 233-under medics

100-Westerosi forces. 17-dead 83-under medics

32 sailors. 27-dead. 5-under medics

Imperial Trireme (Ty-Lee) suffered damage from Volantene ship launching projectile before being destroyed by Meraxes, sent by to Port of Adrestia in the New Freehold for repairs, will be replaced by the newly built Trireme (Dragon of the West).

The casualties were not as high as they could have been but still was a heavy loss, "Legate inform the Master of War the next of Kin or family of our fallen are to receive 100 gold Dragons in compensation."

Other soldiers nearby were shocked the average legionary in the Royal Army would make maybe 5 Gold Dragons a year for their prince to offer 100 gold dragons as compensation to the families really improved his standing.

Looking at the gathered officers he shook his head when he noticed many of them have Valyrian features, removing his helm his silver hair catching the sun. "Ao claim naejot sagon se heirs hen freehold, se yet ao ivīlībagon lī qilōni sylugon naejot ossēnagon issa kepa, se bartos hen mōrī zaldrīzes āeksio lentor". (You claim to be the heirs of the Freehold, and yet you fight for those who try to murder my father, the head of the last Dragonlord house.)

He smiled as Arrax landed behind him. "Including volantis konīr issi hāre tolie cities pōnta control, daor doubt naenie hen ao issi hen these towns nyke jaelagon 2 hen ao hen each lentor naejot dekuragon naejot, oh ȳdra daor pirtir ill gīmigon lo ao gaomagon." (including Volantis there are three other cities they control, no doubt many of you are from these towns I want 2 of you from each town to step forward, oh don't lie ill know if you do.)

8 people stood and walked forward, reading there minds he knew they were not lying having his men move them towards the side.

"Ao lanta hen volantis, nyke emagon nykeā special gaomilaksir syt ao lanta; nyke jaelagon ao naejot maghagon nykeā package naejot se people hen volantis. Se rest hen ao, nyke jaelagon ao naejot witness se vējes hen aōha towns lo pōnta gaomagon daor obūljagon naejot lentor targārien." (You two from Volantis, I have a special mission for you two; I want you to bring a package to the people of Volantis. The rest of you, I want you to witness the fate of your towns if they do not bend the knee to House Targaryen.)

Walking towards the commander, he removed the man's helm and sword before giving them to one of the two lucky messengers. Before looking at the other one with an evil grin that would haunt the mans dreams for years to come. "Worry daor; aōha package jāhor sagon ready isse sepār nykeā minute. Arrax Dracarys." (Worry not; your package will be ready in just a minute. Arrax Dragonfire.)

10 days Later

Volantis

Palace of the Triarchs

The panic in the city for the past few days since the declaration of war from House Targaryen went to riot levels upon the return of two soldiers from the Orange Shore, having the Tiger Clocks bring the men to them they saw both of them carrying wrapped packages.

Both men lay them on the ground before handing a letter towards one of the guards who was ordered to read it aloud, they would regret that.

"Naejot se triarchs hen volantis, nyke found nykeā rōva group hen vali ojūdan isse se meleqeldlie rāenion se dealt rūsīr zirȳ syt ao these lanta however istan biare enough naejot jikagon issa message naejot ao, remember issa lentor udra, nyke māzis syt ao ao jāhor botagon syt skoros ao gōntan naejot issa kepa." (To the Triarchs of Volantis, I found a large group of men lost in the Orange Shore and dealt with them for you these two however were happy enough to send my message to you, remember my house words, I am coming for you, you will suffer for what you did to my father.)

The packages were unwrapped. In one was the Commander's helm and sword, and the other held the burnt skeletal Remains of the Commander.

There faces only paled more, when a Tiger Clock ran in yelling that Targaryen Forces Landed in the ruined port city of Sarhoy, located on the Rhoyne Delta and few hours march from Volantis itself.

Authors Note: hey people hope you enjoy.

Revan Shan 2077.