Game of Thrones: The Prideful One

Chapter 74:

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After a month of traveling, I was finally in Myr, where Daenerys was waiting for me with open arms with our babies.

I was surprised by how big the twins were, it is truly remarkable how babies grow during the first months of their life.

"You bought all the unsullied?" Daenerys asked, after my dose of kisses, and baby hugs.

"Yes, but they are free men now," I nodded, because like she did in the show I too had given them their freedom, but they had decided to follow me, with Grey Worm as general.

"We keep getting stronger," Daenerys smiled.

"Yes we do, yes we do~" I said with a baby voice while holding the twins, making the twins laugh.

"Pff," Daenerys giggled.

"Oh by the way, there is someone I think will be of great help to you," I said, remembering I had yet to present her to Missandei, Daenerys and her were best friends on the show, so perhaps they could do the same here.

"Who?" Daenerys inquired with curiosity sparkling in her eyes

"Missandei, she was a slave translator, but I feel you two will get along," I said.

"A translator, well I do like learning new languages," Daenerys hummed, "Well, I don't see why not,"

"Great," I smiled.

"What is your next step after this?" Daenerys inquired, I had taken four cities, three of the free ones.

"The same," I said, after all, there wasn't much of a change.

"I want to help you more," Daenerys sighed, kneeling before me, kissing my hand in a lovely way, "Let me, please,"

I eyed her for a second, deep in thought, she could really help, but I didn't want to risk her or my babies getting hurt, so I had find something that wasn't as lethal.

And then it dawned on me, I've been dealing with the conquests and the after match of those by myself, but she could deal with the after matches for me.

"I do have something you could do, that would help me a big deal," I nodded, "I need to deal with the after matches when I conquer a city, I'll be the one taking them down, and you'll be the one to assimilate them,"

Daenerys smiled, "That way you don't have to stay in a city for too long right?"

"Exactly," I nodded.

"I suppose I can do only that for now," Daenerys said, eying the dragons.

[Ser Barristan Selmy POV]

The waters to Essos were tough and unforgiving, killing many men on my way to this continent, but I was finally here.

I had to find the young bear, a man fighting against slavery and raiding was a men worth giving my last few years of service.

I was old, I knew one day I would fail my swing, I would fail to block or to dodge, I wanted to do something good with my life while I still could.

Rumors said he was in Myr at the moment, and would leave soon, in a month or less I would be his blade.

[Melisandre POV]

I was pregnant, with the tool to destroy Renly Baratheon, using his older brother essence I would birth the light minion to kill Renly.

Then I would proceed to lead Stannis wrong so that he and the lions destroyed each other to the point of exhausting their own resources and men, so that when my beautiful prince finally crosses the continued and comes all he has to do is sit, and rule the ashes these false kings left behind.

But I had to be careful, Stannis believed in me, but was an impulsive man, should he feels I was leading him wrong he will kill me, and I'm quite not ready to die just yet, I've been waiting four hundred years for this, to serve my prince in anything he might desire, an assassin, a lover, or a friend, I would be his in body and mind.

"Just wait my prince, the light will unite us, I'll be anything you need,"

*Caw. this bitch. is crazy!*

"For him, yes I am," I eyed the Raven on my window, the fire had told me his animals were more than the eye could see, and the fire had blessed me to understand them, and I was overjoyed my beautiful, perfectly magnificent prince decided to keep an eye on me, "Tell my prince, I will help him from here,"

[Olenna Tyrell POV]

The young bear had conquered yet another city, acquiring on the way an army of unsullied soldiers, increasing his already terrifying army.

Alongside Renly's banners we had a bit over one hundred thousand soldiers.

People would tremble before our army, that's what I would say, if I didn't know better.

We had nothing but flowers going to war, men with no experience, with no idea how to hold a sword, wearing fancy armors, a soldier is only as good as his knowledge of the battlefield, reason why we were losing this war so bad.

The idiot of my son had the worst case of tunnel vision possible, hiring and drafting any men he could to war was like giving blind monkeys knives and letting them loose in the battlefield, but at least the monkeys would win more.

My son thought numbers won wars, which was the most idiotic thought any men could have, maybe I drank to much with him on my belly, experience wins wars, knowledge wins wars.

Otherwise you might as well throw babies into the battlefield and expect them to win because they outnumber the enemy.

We had nothing useful, but the young bear had savages that had learned to kill just to eat, soldiers that were trained since they were nothing but toddlers to be the pinnacle of discipline, northerners that had to adapt to harsh conditions to survive, and the best navy in Westeros.

Compared to that, I had to be realistic, we had no chance.

[Illyrio Mopatis POV]

The alchemist guild would give the tool to destroy the bear of Essos, the so-called Khal of the West.

Two tons of wildfire, to destroy him and his army, this of course would be expensive and truly hard to accomplish, but I knew where he would eventually be, at one point he would come to Pentos, and I would burn the city with him.

"You won't see it coming, monster," I laughed.

*Yes he will, you idiot, you are the one that won't see us the Raven knights when we take you down! Cawwwww!*

"What an annoying bird," I muttered wondering why all of the sudden there were so many ravens on Pentos.

[Euron Greyjoy POV]

Since, some ravens had stolen my dragon horn, I had sailed back old Valirya with one thing in mind, well two.

To avoid the fucking usurper, and get my horn, I was fearless not stupid, with one thousand men I had no chance of winning, he would have my head on his wall in less than an hour.

But no one knew these waters like me, so avoiding him and getting the horn would be like fucking a nice pussy or killing a man, easy.

"Three more days, and we'll get to Valyria boys!" I shouted as I laughed, "Oh yeah I forgot none of you can talk,"

[Daario Naharis POV]

A conquered was among us, and frankly he was having a lot of success, quite the fearsome warrior the Khal of the West is, or the young bear as some call him.

With an army of one hundred thousand soldiers, and his apparent strategic genius, I doubted he would have much opposition during his mission, and while many hated him c I didn't because thanks to the threat he represented we got quite the juicy contract with Yunkai.

But that only meant I would have to kill him, and to be honest if the rumors of his prowess in battle are half true, I'm more fucked than a new whore in a brothel.

"Ha! I suppose things are getting interesting regardless," I laughed.

[Grey Worm POV]

Our owner. no our king was a powerful men, a warrior of unparalleled strength and discipline, that danced on the battlefield like no one else, he was strong, someone worth fearing.

But he was also kind like no one else, he broke our chains, he killed our jailers, he gave us something we had lost, years ago. Hope.

Hope for a better tomorrow, hope for a better life, and for that, he would have our undying loyalty, for the unsullied would follow him to hell and back if needed.