Hello again, if the last chapter was chaotic then I sincerely apologize, it's my first ever story, therefore your reviews will definitely help. Again, I do not own The world of "Ice and Fire" this story is just for fun

High Valyrian:Italic

Low Valyrian : bold

Bastard Valyrian: Underline

Qartheen: all

Draeden knew dragons were weapons of destruction. But he had never experienced something like THIS. Being on top of the LARGEST DRAGON in Valyria and two of the most ferocious dragons by his side, he had delivered dragon fire upon his enemies. He had burned Dothraki before, but the Dothraki had never gathered in this large of a force before.

Draeden returned his attention on the field, all three of his dragons are all coordinated through the mental bond that his dragons shared with him. Each coordinated attack was all arranged and planned to wreak the most damage on the army below. The former

larger army that were all proud of the hill they were just on, just made his and the dragons their tasks a lot more easier. The troops that survived all ran and scattered down the wide hill that they were huddled up on ten minutes ago. Draeden urged his three dragons to scatter and lay chase on the fleeing soldiers, the three dragons scattered on his command to wreak the most havoc they could. Lowering, Draeden could now properly smell the charred human flesh and smoke on the field. He fought the urge to vomit and continued his work.

His dragon beneath him released an enormous column of white fire with flecks of gold and red from his large jaw. The fire was so hot that even the area surrounding the white column of fire was caught on fire. He on the ENORMOUS dragon's back mentally gave the dragon his targeted areas.

Then a commotion from the Valyrian Camp took his attention.

A line of Valyrian heavy cavalry were charging the scattered Qartheen Soldiers.

Realising what they were doing, Draeden mentally urged all three of his dragons to unleash one last arch of fire to inflict the largest damage. It was an impressive sight as all three dragons unleash three horizontal arches of each of their own different colour of fires on the fleeing Qartheen and Lhazareen men.

After that, Draeden mentally urged his dragons to land and continue their assault with their claws,teeth and tail. And only use their breath of dragon fire when necessary

or when there are no friendly soldiers in the range of fire.

When his gigantic mount landed on the land beneath them the earth shook from the weight of the dragon. Draeden immediately went to work and coordinated his dragons to attack them.

The Grand Protector didn't understand.

'Why are the dragonlords here?' they only bothered to unleash their dragons when the Dothraki Raided inside their territories. Once they pushed them out, they didn't even bother to allow the dragons to pursue them. Only the normal army was there to drive those horse savages further from their territories.

But now there are three large dragons tearing his once large and mighty army apart. And now those bloody inbreds and their horses are charging them...He had managed to regroup those that still had what remaining wits and courage they had to brace their charge. He was on foot with the rest of his less than a hundred men. His horse had long thrown him off when being startled with the dragon fire.

Despite his commands to brace the charging Valyrians one of his captains had gathered what had remained of the archers when the burning of the rear occurred and went to try and take down the dragonrider. The captain thought perhaps by taking down the rider, the dragons would leave and they can save whatever men they can. Despite being angry with the captain disobeying his own commands, Lohan can't help but hope the captain was right and he could succeed.

But his attention was soon taken by the now nearing Valyrian Heavy Cavalry, Lohan Dos stood side by side with his cowering remaining men. Hoping that they could stall time for the fleeing men so that they can have a fleeing chance. He had steeled himself to embrace death if it meant those men could return home to their families, and be with them before the Valyrians came and drag them away to enslave them or fill their army ranks to lift their numbers to invade other lands.

He gathered his voice and yelled as the Valyrian cavalry neared,"Men! it is an honour to serve with you! Today we STAND so that others may return to their family! And if we are to die here!Then lets drag these INBRED MOTHERFUCKERS to hell!!!" The men all yelled in approval even knowing they are going to die, but they will die killing as many as they can.

The Valyrian cavalry hooves thundered on the ground as they grow nearer, their lances couched in front to impale whoever is unlucky enough to be in range, and the next thing the Qartheen soldiers knew they were being run over and impaled. The first Qartheen being impaled was barely a man, probably at the age of 15, who was impaled right in the throat, he didn't even have the chance to scream before the lance was lodged in the throat. Most others were either also being impaled by heavy lances or run over by charging destriers. The lucky ones died a short death and the unlucky ones were either dying slowly of blood loss from a maimed limb and their bowels being torn from their gut. Or their ribcages being shattered by horse hooves and caved into the lungs .

Lohan Dos survived the charge when he ducked under the lance and cleaved a horse clean of it's legs with his curved sword and finishing off the rider that was thrown off the legless horse with a thrust of his blade. Without hesitation, he moved onto the next by dragging the Valyrian rider from his horse and cleaved his head clean once he hit the ground on his knees. He climbed on the destrier and was immediately faced by three Valyrian riders ganging up on him. Lohan was not small and swift, nor was he tall and strong, he was of average stature, but he was damned skilled and experienced, he had honed his skills as a warrior since he could hold a blade.

He blocked their attacks easily as they didn't even bother to strike as one, but one by one. So he returned the favour by removing the privilege of their heads attached to their shoulder and limbs from their sockets one by one, after blocking their attacks.

He didn't even have a chance to breathe a sigh of relief before he had to dodge a horizontal swipe of sword. Lohan sighs before continuing his rampage.

Draeden and his mount were hunting and searching for more prey and victims, the smoke and fire were really hindering their vision. Not that the fore itself could bother them.

Draeden's mount stalks forward, his unique and steel-like hard scales clanking as he moves, like an armour clad warrior. But then Draeden's vision caught movement of a group, before he could react though he and his mount was showered with a rain of arrows, he didn't worry about his dragon though, Because the dragon's that their house breed was SPECIAL.

His mount's entire body was covered in shiny scale that was as strong as Valyrian steel. Not even Valyrian steel Scorpion bolts could harm his dragon, but they do bruise them. But Draeden doesn't have scales does he, instinctively he raised his arm to protect himself, most arrows hit his dragons body and bounced off but a few did find their marks on Draeden, but fortunately he was clad in his signature armour which is made off Valyrian steel. But still the gaps between

the plates could puncture his skin, and the blunt damage done by the force of the arrows were starting to bruise him.

When he raised his arm, his mount also on instinct through their bond raised it's front limbs that connected the wings to cover his rider and himself. This reminded Draeden not to project panic thoughts through their mental bond, or else the dragon might panic along and cause more harm than good. But in his panic state he can't make any promises, so he verbally commanded his mount instead.

"Dracarys!!! DRAXES!!! DRACARYS" the dragon upon hearing the command, unleashed his white hot dragon flame on the ambushers. Immediately, the men were burned to crisps while their armour melted.

After the coast was clear he mentally urged all his dragons to regroup to not take any chances.

While he was still searching for more prey, now with all three of his dragons. He stumbled upon a group of soldiers surrounding a man in brigandine armour, a curved blade and a shield in hand. The man was trapped in a circle of men so he kept moving and turning so no one could attack him by surprise.

Emerging from the smoke and fires, Draeden and his dragons revealed themselves. Immediately the attention was all on him and his dragons. Even the man in brigandine armour.

Lohan Dos the Grand Protector, was now but a trapped beast. Surrounded by inbred invaders in a circle he had kept moving around and turning to avoid being taken off guard. He would take more of them with him before he died. His entire line that had been with him to stop the charge had all sacrificed.And the ones who survived the initial charge each took at least 3 of these inbreds with them before they had died.

But then the booming sounds of footsteps came from the smokes. But he didn't stop moving even when those footsteps took the attention of his adversaries.

Three large dragons soon emerged from the smoke, The middle was the largest, It's teeth are longer than Lohan himself. He immediately froze when the beast stared at him and let out a freezing low growl. The Valyrian soldiers that were surrounding Lohan all immediately bent a knee towards the dragons. After the three dragons each let out a satisfied growl, the Valyrian soldiers all straightened themselves.

Then the rider spoke in Qartheen "My name is Draeden of House Draeterys, Dragonlord, Rider of the FLYING FLAME, DRAXES, the rider named Draeden patted his mount, The largest among the three dragons. It's underside's scales were crimson red from it's lower jaw to the underside of the spiked tail, while its upperside's scale was of Bright gold from it's upper jaws to it's upperside of the spiked tail.Between each and every shiny scales that reflects the light beautifully

are Black and strong lines that highlights the gold and red. It's wing is fully black but was also strong and tough. His eyes amber of colour that could freeze anyone where they stood with his gaze. Draeden continued after a brief pause. "Rider of the BRIGHT FLAME, JEHIRYEZ." The dragon has bright gold scale covering her entire body,although smaller than Draxes, it is a truly bright looking dragon, as the light reflects off her shiny scales making her look almost glowing. It certainly lived up to her title. Her eyes red of colour that gave off an intimidating gaze. Draeden gave another pause and continued. "And rider of the SCORCHING FLAME, BANERYZ." The third dragon was the same size as Jehiryez, but the scale was of a crimson red that covered her entirely. Her eyes gold of colour giving her a menacing look. Draeden then continued introducing himself after introducing his dragons." The Vice-Chief Commander of The Vaylrian Military and Expansion office." Lohan was shocked to realise that this was the boy who went north with the splinter army.' But if he is here...then... where is Goran??' But the boy interrupted his thoughts and demanded. "I have now introduced myself, if I may ask ,who are you?" Lohan announced slowly, still being surprised that the invader could speak Qartheen "My name in Lohan Dos...Grand Protector and Chief Commander Of Qarth... at least formerly." He introduced himself and addressed his title honestly. Draeden seemed surprised but nodded. " It explains why even with so many men we can't even touch you then". said Draeden, who sounded genuinely impressed. Draeden then thought for a moment before he proposed" This is not the way to go down as a warrior. Being outnumbered and probably would be butchered like a pig if you fall fatigued. I hereby propose to you Commander Lohan Dos, that we have a duel, one on one. Warrior to warrior. The soldiers around won't interfere. If I fall, I would fall to a worthy opponent, if you fall, you would fall as a warrior." Draeden waited for a moment to enjoy the shocked face of the soldiers surrounding him and continued." What say you". Asked the boy. Lohan thought hard for a moment 'He called me by my title, acknowledged and respected my skills, and. perhaps a chance to either win him or fall as a warrior. ' It is to much of a tempting offer to Lohan, so he agreed. "Very well"

Draeden nodded and slid down his large dragon using a rope after throwing it down .

Lohan was shocked with the height of his opponent, although not gigantic, it still gave his opponent an advantage. Besides, his build was of a warrior, shoulders broad, and chest wide. The body that would make ladies swoon over him. Lohan can't see his face well behind his helm. The t-shaped opening in his helmet only gave Lohan glimpses of Draeden's mismatched eyes, and his nose and mouth.

Immediately Lohan Dos went into battle stance with his shield he picked up during the battle and placed the blunted side of his curved blade on his shoulder so the lethal edge of the blade would face his enemy and gave him the momentum he needed. Draeden immediately unsheathed his two Valyrian steel swords. The one on his left is a bastard sword and on his right a single edged blade used for slashing purposes.

Although an experienced warrior Lohan Dos never lets down his guard, even against a boy. The boy Lunges first, coming straight at him, Lohan immediately raises his shield to block his lunge, only for Draeden to turn to Lohan's left when he was directly in front of him. Lohan with his years of training managed to turn his body and shield in time to block it. Draeden didn't even give Lohan a chance to pick up his senses before he immediately unleashed a straight thrust to his mid section and would follow an attack with his single edged blade after the thrust using his bastard sword. But it was proved in vain when Lohan raised his shield up to block Draeden's slash and used his curved sword to parry Draeden's thrust. After another failed attempt, Draeden swiftly stepped back and narrowly avoided a horizontal swipe from Lohan's curved blade. Draeden then avoided attacking and only blocked and defended when necessary but kept moving around.

Lohan's movement he realised in time had slowed down. His fight before this duel had taken a great toll on him. He immediately transitioned his attacks into defence. Lohan realized Draeden had wanted him to be the aggressive side the entire time. Draeden realized Lohamn must have found out his little plan. But it doesn't matter, his plan is already on the edge, he just needs to give it a little "push" . So he literally pushed his attacks on Lohan aggressively. Draeden moved all around his prey as he delivered fast and strong attacks to further weaken his opponent. After giving a strong overhead strike with his single edged blade that was blocked by Lohan, but saw the arm blocking the strike had collapsed, Draeden turned his attack into more precise and steadier attacks. Draeden thrusts his Valyrian bastard sword forward aiming to his chest, expecting to be blocked. Indeed it was blocked by Lohan's shield in his left arm. Then, Draeden shifted his weight to his right foot and turned his entire body around revealing his back to Lohan for a brief moment, even though that was a dangerous act when facing a skilled warrior like Lohan. But he is now too tired and slow to react, hence when Draeden was about to bring his single edged blade down onto his neck to cleave his head off of his shoulder, he was only halfway turned and unable to block the strike.

That was when the booming voice of Commander Renlor yelled in Valyrian "STAY your attack!!!" Upon hearing those words Draeden immediate losen his hold on his blade but his body was still in the momentum. Then his body clashed straight into Lohan. "OOOF" both men fell onto the ground and quickly made it up to their feet. Commander Renlor then said"Enough of this Draeden, we need both of you alive." Draeden stood as straight as an arrow in the presence of his commander and immediately replied"Of course commander". Renlor then turned his attention to Lohan."So you are The Grand Protector huh. I still have YOUR MESSAGE"

Lohan didn't respond to it. Renlor then assumed Lohan couldn't understand High Valyrian so he demanded" Draeden translate this for me." Draeden nodded and was about to repeat the question in Qartheen, but then Lohan Dos spoke. "I understand what you speak, and I apologize Commander Renlor,

but this is war, it was necessary." Draeden translated it to Renlor and he nodded in understanding. "Of course I would've done the same thing if I were in your position".

Renlor then gestured back towards the camp and addressed them both. "Draeden return to the camp, and clean yourself up and join us in the command tent later to break our fast together. We will discuss our next step."

Draeden nodded and made his way towards the Valyrian camp.

"And you, Commander Lohan will be our 'guest' for the time being." Renlor then jotted away on his horse. Leaving a few men to 'accompany' Lohan back to a tent.

After a quick bath, Draeden immediately rushed to the command tent to join the commanders in breaking their fast. Walking through the camp he noticed many soldiers celebrating their fresh victory over the joint Qartheen-Lhazareen force. Draeden really wanted to join in the celebration or just sit longer in his bathtub. Even though alcohol and 'Female Camp Followers' aren't allowed in camp, the men still make do with juices and fresh meat. Ahhhh and the bath, the GLORIOUS bath. They have no idea how GOOD it felt soaking your weary body in warm water after you had just spent hours on dragonback while keeping an eye on the time so that he isn't too late nor too early.

But unfortunately, there is still work to be done. When Draeden made it into the tent he was welcomed by the sight of his fellow commander's attention not on their food but longing to be with the soldiers outside of the command tent celebrating. A stern cough immediately brought them out of their reverie.

The owner of the cough was non other than the Chief Commander himself. Sitting on the head of the table, he gestured to Draeden to sit on his right side. As is his right as the Second-In-Command. After Draeden sat down in his seat, Renlor then asked the attention of the two guards outside guarding the tent." Left, Right, go and get our guest."

The guards nodded and left, their posts were soon replaced by another pair of 'left and right'. Commander Renlor once taught him the importance of having 'executers' of tasks in their disposal as well as their guardsmen duty. And once they are in position they must stay in constant vigil and discipline.

Draeden was starving as he skipped supper yesterday and immediately flew here so he was glad to see hot food. The plate is filled with pan seared pork sausages seasoned with spices, sided with bacon and eggs. But before Draeden could tuck in to his first meal

for the day. Commander Renlor spoke. "I would like to hear your mission report, yes, I already know you won the battles though I need the specific reports of it. I need more intel from just the hawks you sent." It took Draeden all his discipline to not frown in frustration for being denied of his well-earned sausage. But he still obeys his commander's commands. Draeden starts to report about " After you have given me 25,000 men. I marched north through Khyzai Pass and into Hesh, since Khyzai pass belonged to Meereen, our territories, we were not interrupted when going through the pass. At first the campaign was all going smoothly, we took the keep of Hesh without any resistance, by making terms with the Lady of Hesh, that no raping and pillaging shall be done if they surrendered. Not that we were going to commit both. Then we made our way east to Atakosh, but there we met the 60,000 strong army sent by Lohan Dos, it was led by one of his commanders. He was competent enough. My strategy was to feign retreat back to the mouth of Khyzai Pass to bury the seed of letting him think that I am a craven. Then I 'faced' him at the entrance to Khyzai pass. Before the damage could be done I feigned retreat back into the pass where I have set up an ambush.

That is the first battle, which is what the men now call the Ambush of Khyzai pass. The Qartheens had lost 10,000 men during that ambush, which includes those who are deserted and maimed." After pausing a moment to let his superior sink in these words, Draeden then continued."We then pursued them after the ambush, we wouldn't want such a large host to regain their senses do we.The Qartheen host then fled to a dry forest at the border between Hesh and Atakosh. It's true the dry forest is a good place to hide, since it's dry, the chance of a disease occurring is lowered, and the forest is easy for ambush, no one with good mind would storm it."

Commander Renlor nodded and Draeden continued" So we didn't, instead we FORCE them out." Renlor was about to ask how when realised what the keyword was. Draeden then said " Thankfully the woods were dry so we put the north,east,and south of the forest to the torch. The west side of the forest was not torched so that The Qartheen host was able to flee the forest, but they didn't know we set up another ambush for them once the survivors had escaped. Commander Renlor then added with a smirk "Those poor bastards can't even breathe a sigh of relief".

Draeden returned the smirk half heartedly before continuing" Indeed, they didn't even see what hit them when our cavalry smashed into the panicking men." He paused before adding " We thought we would be able to completely annihilate them right there, but a man, called Goran managed to rally the fleeing man."

"Goran?" Said a voice from the entrance of the tent, Draeden and his fellow comrades turned to see the owner of the voice was their 'guest' Lohan. Draeden winced, rememberingtheir close relationship."Please, may I ask, how is he?" But Renlor answered first." He will finish his reports first, besides you will know his fate during the briefing." Lohan seemed like he wanted to protest, but he knows he is in no position to do so. Renlor then urged Draeden to continue. Albeit reluctantly Draeden continued "He was able to rally the remaining fleeing men. All 36,000 of them." Draeden gave Lohan a smile trying to ease what he will bear later. Lohan actually smiled back, proud of what Goran had done.

But before he could ask questions, Draeden continued, " He and his remaining men then managed to set up a foothold on the plains of Lhazosh. He then continued to win a few minor battles but not much damage had been done." Lohan looked proud at his student's achievements. "But there are always shortcomings in a man". Lohan's smile dimmed, Draeden continued "After every victory, he grew even bolder, eager and reckless for more victory... so I let him." Lohan dipped his head then. Draeden looked to Renlor for commands. Renlor although knowing where this report was going and felt sympathetic still motioned for Draeden to continue."Commander Goran grew more reckless and bolder after each victory.

So when I sent half of my army into the mountains of Lhazosh after a 'defeat', he laid chase with his entire army. He didn't know me and my other half of my army weren't even in the 'escaping' army. He thought after all the victories our numbers were diminished. Me and the other half of my army waited until Goran entered the high mountains, after his army had fully entered the mountains.Then we closed off the entrance to the mountains.They didn't even bother to bring food and water with them, thinking it would be a quick march and battle." The former Grand Protector was now truly visibly looking defeated. " There were no sources of water or food in the mountains... three days were all it took for them to charge at us in a desperate attempt to escape the mountains. But they were too weak without food and water to fill themselves to even reach us...I ended Goran myself in a duel, he was a good man."

Lohan had never felt so battered ever in his entire life. His prodigy, student and his... secret son, is dead. Even losing one of the largest army ever mustered in Qartheen history had never felt so defeated. It is no secret that Lohan and Goran's mother were infatuated with each other back when they were young.

But the gods always proved to be cruel.

Sweet, sweet and beautiful Meralyia were to be married to his brother, the heir to their merchant house, since Lohan was but a captain in the military, her father had seen fit to marry her to the heir instead. But they never stopped meeting each other, and his brother had even turned a blind eye.

And then Meralyia became pregnant, even though they didn't exactly know who was the actual father, Lohan still treats the babe as his own. And his brother had not seemed to care, as long as the babe's blood is of house Dos he didn't care.

But now hearing that his son is now dead. He was utterly destroyed."I'm sorry Meralyia, I have failed you." whispered the man.

Then the commander Renlor spoke. "I am sorry for your loss commander Lohan."

The man sounded actually sympathetic to him. But then he continued. "But unfortunately we still have business to settle.

You are respected by the people of Qarth, you have protected their people for decades, and originate from a prominent house if yo-". Renlor was cut off sharply by a grief-stricken and annoyed Lohan. "Just cut straight to the point, I have no mood for this!"

Renlor then did just that after hearing the translated version. " IF you would join us in our struggle, you will be appointed as Archon of Qarth, what say you?" Lohan dos had never felt so angry before. " First you invaded my homeland ,killed my so- ... nephew now, you want me to serve as your lap dog!?" Renlor after hearing the translation didn't seem fazed by it. "No, the freehold's lap dog, it's that or death." Lohan didn't hesitate to reply "I choose DEATH." Renlor, did not seem angry nor fazed but instead said "Very well, it would be done." But Draeden protested, "But commander, he is more useful to us alive than dead, even if he doesn't work with us as Archon, the people of Qarth will fight harder if we make him a martyr. If he is alive the people of Qarth, will know our kindness and mercy.But also as a symbol that their mighty Grand Protector had fallen captive, then they would fall into despair and with it their morale shall fall as well." But Commander Renlor shook his head, "True, but leaving him alive will do more damage than good, if he escapes then it would be a large problem,and if he dies, he will be made an example of for those who would deny the Freehold besides." Renlor then stepped close to Draeden and whispered to him" Look at him Draeden, he is but a battered and broken man, he lost someone he loved, had a hand in a slaughter of thousands of his OWN countrymen." Draeden seemed to realise what his mentor was implying, it was not only practical, but mercy for him. Draeden nodded his understanding and relented.

Lohan only had one last wish. "I only wish that you could give me a whole body, strangling, poisoning, it doesn't matter, just give me an undamaged corpse...and bury me beside Goran and... his mother."

That raised all the eyebrows in the room including the stoic and silent guard's. But Renlor nodded and asked " Forgive me, as it is not my business to ask, but isn't the side of Mistress Meralyia reserved for her husband? The late Master Mathos?" Lohan bowed his head but answered, "He is buried elsewhere." Those were the only words he spoke and didn't even bother to elaborate. Truth is Lohan's brother had arranged it to be so, he and his wife would be buried separately, so that the brothers can both be buried with their own true lovers. Renlor nodded and agreed.

Lohan was led up to the elevated gallow that was hastily built, but it was still capable of doing it's job. In the last few hours he was struggling to keep the secret of Goran's parentage to himself. The young dragon, Draeden Draeterys, had made sure the arrangements of Goran's body to be transported with Lohan's corpse back to Qarth to be buried with Meralyia.

He ascended the steps that led to the gallows. The executioner secured the rope around his neck and Renlor stepped forward and asked. "Any last words?" Lohan was silent for a moment before answering "I wish you all good fortunes in the wars and disasters to come." Lohan lets out a breath and whispered "I 'm coming home Meralyia.". He closed his eyes as the plank beneath his feet was pulled back. The rope straightened and the deed was done.

I really wanted to dive in and write all the details in this war and the Dothraki incursion before the Qartheen invasion, but unfortunately the war is not the main story.

Lohan Dos, The Grand Protector of Qarth is now dead. How do you think that will affect the invasion. And what did his final words meant? Next Chapter, Draeden an his host will finally be entering the lands of Qarth, unfortunately not the city itself but a town surrounding it as the territory of Qarth is quite vast. Next Chapter will also be the chapter where our OC will start to appear more often and will be seen in his pov more.

Stay tuned.