Bab 23: Chapter 23-[A Meeting between "Two" Kings]
[T/N: Only a few more days to get those stones in for the bonus chapters!]
Jon listened to the report, Gray Worm, the leader of the Unsullied, supposedly his losses were two thousand soldiers, but as good fortune, many of the mercenaries he captured in battle, were willing to join him, if he paid them compensation.
Jon had managed to recruit five thousand soldiers.
They were already making plans to attack Yunkai.
Sansa was currently healing the wounded from the battle, Jon heard her beginning to be called, the saint or daughter of gods as the Valyrian translation of her was.
The plan was unfolding, leaving half of his men here to protect Asaptor and taking the other half to conquer Yunkai.
Hours later, each one of them was resting in his bedroom.
Danny kissed Jon's neck, while he let out a sigh of happiness, after having sex with her.
Danny talked to him about the future between cuddles.
" Get married? " he asked.
The girl nodded as she passed her small tongue over his lips, and sucket it into her mouth.
"You will formally be the king of Valyria, with a wife descended from the dragon caste," she replied.
Jon enjoyed her kisses.
"I thought I was already the king?" He whispered, releasing a moan of pleasure as the girl's lips now moved down his chest.
"Not legally, you do not have any kind of blood that gives you rights over Valyria, men can respect you, but you need dragon blood to truly dominate the valley of dragons," she whispered in his ear and moaned when her breasts were squeezed by the boy's hands.
"Danny...I'm a Snow," he murmured.
The girl continued caressing her.
"You can adopt my name...Jon Targaryen, I like the sound of it" she replied.
Jon sighed as he felt the girl's lips kiss him passionately again.
"My ancestors will despise me after that," he murmured.
Danny smiled at her response.
"It sounds like you don't want to marry me, Jon Snow," she clarified with a raised eyebrow and stopped kissing him.
Jon huffed in annoyance when the pampering stopped.
Danny smiled.
"It must be a mistake, you would get all of Valyria, and I'm not good enough to be the wife of the king of Valyria and Asaptor?" She asked as she sat on the boy's groin and moved her hips.
Jon cursed at the sensation.
"I didn't say that," he whispered.
Danny smiled and began to move faster, the boy groaned.
"I hope so, it wouldn't be the same as now. Would you have complete rights over me?" she whispered.
Jon gasped at the sensation.
"Jon Targaryen, huh," he muttered, taking the girl by her waist and removing her from his groin, bringing her closer to him.
Danny hugged him happily.
"Manipulator," he reproached her.
She laughed.
"My love, you know how desperate I am currently...I have nothing apart from you, you know how willing I am. But between being a wife and a bed warmer, forgive me but I choose a wife," she says.
"Bed heater? I never considered that of you, Danny," he said.
She sighed at his words.
He really was too innocent.
"Jon, we kiss, we hug, we touch, we have sex regularly, I practically sleep with you every night. As long as there is no wedding ceremony, and a ring on my finger, that's exactly what I am," she said exasperated.
Jon hugged her again, and she rested her head on his chest.
"I need something real, my love. I am a princess, I don't mind losing the crown at the thought of being your wife, I don't care if you give Valyria to whoever you want or if you decide to have other wives or lovers, but Jon I was raised as royalty, even in the bad times on the run. Of Robert's men, I knew my duties, to give birth to the new generation of Targaryens, even marrying a Dothraki... But even if that has changed, the main thing is, I must marry Jon, I must bear children, those are my duties towards my family "she whispered to him.
Jon nodded.
"You're right, that's fine…After conquering the slave cities," he said.
She nodded quickly.
"Don't be afraid, I promise, I will continue sharing your bed," she finished by saying before kissing him.
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Robb looked at the man, Stannis Baratheon.
"Without kneeling," Stannis said.
"The proposition is one of alliance, not submission," Robb said.
"Why would I accept that?" Stannis asked, annoyed.
"Why would I?" Robb asked.
Stannis looked at him annoyed.
"It is your duty, as guardian of the north," Stannis responded.
"I'm not a guardian, I'm a king, and my people have chosen me, it didn't occur to me, and I didn't eliminate everything in my path to follow my fantasy," he reproached him.
Stannis shot a warning look, but Robb ignored it.
"I must remind you of your letters, 'Lord Baratheon', " Robb said.
"It's King Baratheon, and if I remember, you know very well that we needed your men, Renly betrayed me, the Lannisters protect the king's landing," he clarified.
"And the north, what is there of the north...My duty, the duty of my father, and every ancestor since the first Stark came to be in the north, before any other kingdom...I must remind you that the Lannisters devastated the land of the rivers ", the men of iron the north, while you asked me for my armies, which are the only ones that defended both kingdoms," he said.
"The small rebellions would be quelled after taking the red fortress," Stannis said.
"And how long would that take, what's the point of protecting the north or the land of the rivers, if there is no north or land of the rivers to return...Stannis you are listening to yourself, what did you intend?, to conquer five kingdoms by sacrificing two. How do you expect me to kneel after that? " Robb reproached him.
"Kingdoms do not matter, as long as the prince who was promised claims his throne," said a woman dressed as a priestess.
"Fantasies?" Robb asked.
"No fantasy, Lord Stark, it is written that thousands of years ago, the prince would return to eliminate the other," she said.
"The other? Are you talking about the White Walkers? " Robb asked, turning to Stannis with a raised eyebrow.
"They call them that here, in Essos, they are the others," she said with a smile.
Robb nodded and then laughed out loud. To the surprise of others.
"By the old gods, this is what happened, a witch whispered fantasies in your ear and you complied," Robb said in disbelief. Then he looked into the witch's eyes.
Melisandre looked intimidated by the power in Robb Stark's eyes.
"Contrary to your religious fantasies, priestess, the White Walkers are known in the seven kingdoms, we know the truth...Not by faith, but by facts, there are dozens of proofs in ancient books, proofs that not only come from the north, but from the other kingdoms, up to Dorne, written evidence a few days of differences in the seven kingdoms, we know about the White Walkers, priestess " he clarified.
Melisandre looked at him confused.
"As we also know that it was not in Essos, but in Westeros where he battled and defeated the king of the night. As we know that it was not a promised prince who won, but the first men...I am descended from them, Priestess. And it was the ancient gods of the forest, who blessed them, and managed to defeat the dead... Not your little god of fire " he responded.
The priestess glared at him and flames erupted in the tent. But Robb was not intimidated, he knew about magic and it did not intimidate him.
"Strong attack," he murmured.
He pulled out his sword and hit the ground with it.
The sword cut through the ground as if it hadn't been there, and Mel felt the magic, she had never felt magic so powerful. Her eyes widened in surprise.
"Blessed by the Lord of Light," she whispered.
"Not at all, by the old gods, the true gods," he said.
Then he turned to look at Stannis. Which looked at the entire conversation with a furrowed eyebrow.
"You bring religious war too, Lord Stannis...I hope you don't forget what happened last time, if I have to become Theon Stark to defend the north I will do it" he threatened.
"I think the conversation is getting out of hand, Lord Stark," he heard Ser Davos say.
"I was wondering when you would speak smuggler, but your language is as insulting as ever, you are in the north Ser Davos, it won't be fingers that I will take if you insult my men again," he said.
Davos blinked and remembered his previous meeting, and that it was the men who crowned Robb Stark.
"Your majesty," Davos said to Stannis' surprise.
"We are here, for an alliance... But he knows well that Stannis, as Robert's brother, is the one who has the right to the iron throne," he said.
"I never denied it, Ser Davos. Even so, the north is and always will be of the northerners, and we have our rules " Robb clarified.
Davos headed.
"Of course, but you yourself said that you were crowned by the houses of the north," Davos said.
Robb headed.
"By all the houses, even those that betrayed me, I do not have a brother, uncle, or cousin on the iron throne, but the Starks have always ruled the north. My men put this crown on me, I didn't ask for it," he said.
Davos headed.
"King Stannis asks for it, however," Davos clarified.
"In that case, Ser Davos is not the one Stannis should ask to bend the knee," Robb said.
"Who then?" Stannis put in.
"To the north of course, to everyone who gave me the crown, you want to win the north, the Starks are not enough, if you really want them to call you king, you must do what every generation of Starks has done for millennia...Win their respect, and by burning prisoners, you will achieve nothing more than earn the contempt of the North," Robb finished.
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Jon was prepared, some ships arrived at the port, with them new mercenaries who would stay in Astapor, as help.
One of them gave him a letter.
'Jon.
We have begun to mobilize the necessary supplies.
They have already been loaded onto the ships.
I am preparing to set sail with a hundred men to dominate the corners of the Dragon Center.
As you well know, this journey may take weeks to complete, I have obtained the fuel cellars, about ten thousand liters of fuel, will be mobilized in a single boat, so use it wisely.
My goal is to improve the defense, of course, I have to find the computer first.
However, I am hopeful that the management of Valyria users is somehow connected to Dragon Center, with the hope of being able to use it in the same way that I use the computer in the center of Valyria.
I plan to leave with Pyp, in the morning.
we have heard of Yunkai and we wish you luck in your war.
One more thing, once you dominate the city Remember to order boats, you will need them to take Meeren, the city has big ships of war, or at least that's the information Adam got.
Anyway, regarding Valyria, I must inform you, that the citizens of Lhazar, have already arrived and occupied the fields, it was actually quite fast, I didn't expect them to accept your kingdom so easily.
Pyp says it is because they come from lands plagued by Dothrakis and Valyria's protection saves them from a life of slavery.
I won't bother you anymore and good luck in your wars.
Sam'
Jon smiled at Sam's rushed handwriting, clearly the boy wanted to talk to him directly about most things.
"Your majesty," the boy listened and looked up at the gray worm.
"Are we ready?" Jon asked.
The soldier nodded.
Jon nodded and stood up, Gray Worm left the room.
"It's time," he murmured.
"Are you leaving?" Danny asked arriving.
Jon nodded
Danny kissed him.
"Asaptor is yours," she finished.
"Ghost, protect Danny in my place," the boy said.
The wolf howled in affirmation.
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