"Fifty five!?" Rhaenys whispered with her eyes wide.
Daemon nodded passing his hand on her leg. "We are lucky that we have the walls to help us, we have almost thirty five thousand soldiers, with a good strategy we can win."
"Fuck, the Dothraki? These people must really hate Dany." She sat beside him.
"Uhum, and another sellsword army coming from Volantis, we better have a really great plan." He murmured passing his hand along her thigh.
" You better pull one of your crazy tactics. Better summon your inner Dragon, mixed with that wolfblood and all the other shit your learned." She mumbled.
He chuckled.
"I am too young and beautiful to die." She continued.
Daemon looked at her and brought her to his lap. "You are too young and beautiful to die, but it's not going to happen… not soon anyways. Maybe in what? Fifty years? Sixty?"
She pouted. "Sixty, gods can you imagine me eighty name days? Yuck."
He smiled widely and kissed her sister softly. "Totally repulsive" He grimaced.
She slapped his chest. "You're supposed to say that I will be gorgeous."
He wrinkled his nose and shook his head. "Arse." She scowled.
He hummed and nodded, and a second later his hand squeezed her round arse. Rhaenys' lips raised.
"Should I try to change your mind? Hmm? Make you say that even when I'm old I will be beautiful?"
"Hmm, yes, you should." He pecked her lips and trailed kisses down her neck, her hot skin tingling his lips and making his heart race. He sucked on her pulse gently drawing a soft moan from her.
He kissed her collarbone and chest till he took a small nipple in his mouth. "Oh… little brother…" She whispered grinding her sex on his, Daemon took her other bud between his fingers, twisting and pulling gently. Her hands went to his curls with a soft grip. He took her hard nipple between his teeth, Rhaenys hissed in pain and pleasure. He then sucked again relieving her pain.
The princess smirked weakly when she felt his cock hardening against her folds. "Daemon…" She bit her lip. He groaned trailing his hand till he found her arse and gave it a hard squeeze.
Rhaenys pushed his head back earning a wet smack from his lips, she grinned down at him and kissed him gently, she raised her hips and guided his now hard cock to her wet entrance, she lowered herself moaning in his mouth.
His other hand cupped her arsecheek and held tightly making her move, his sister moved her hips back and forth slowly. Daemon enjoyed that, he loves to fuck Rhaenys slowly, his sister was so hot and tight. Her cunt wrapped around him perfectly.
"Oh, Dae. You feel so good…" She whispered.
"Seven hells… Rhae, you are so fucking tight." He gasped.
"Hmmuhmm, I'm tight for you, my love. I love to feel you thick cock stretching my little pussy." She whined kissing his cheek.
Daemon groaned forcing against his shaft, he buried himself in her making her eyes roll, he stood up with Rhaenys in his arms and laid her on the couch, his sister immediately wrapped her toned legs around his waist as he put himself on top of her. His hips moved in a slow pace, every thrust hitting the spot that made her eyes roll.
She let a pleasurable cry. "Sshh… you'll wake them up." He looked at the five bodies on the bed and sucked her lip. She moaned.
"I don't care, they can look how good you fuck me." She bit his lip harshly, Daemon let a grunt and tasted blood on his mouth. His pace increased alongside their moans, the wet sound of them sex was now getting louder.
His sister's hands went to his back, Daemon hissed as she dugged her nails on his back. Minutes passed by and both dragons were sweating and panting.
"I'm close… so fucking close." She whined.
"Yes… Rhae cum all over my cock, you better leave my cock coated with your cum. You will lick it clean latter." He moaned and she gasped.
Her hand went to his arse while the other to his curls. She tightened the grip of both hands. Daemon buried his face on her neck sucking on her skin and pushed all his length inside his sister, Rhaenys came with a silent cry, her eyes went to the back of her skull and her body trembled.
He gasped and reached his peak alongside her, her was walls wrapped around him like never before. His balls twitched as he drained himself deep into her womb.
A couple minutes later he retrieved his cock from her and made her suck him clean with her greedy mouth.
Daenerys walked in the streets holding onto her husband's arm, they were heading into the direction of the fighting pits, Hizdahr walked behind them with a few masters that were on her side. Daemon had told her his plan, so she made sure that everyone knew about the great matches that they would have today, the fighting pits would be reopened just for a day, and It would be glorious… for some.
"You're silent." She said.
He looked at her. "Just thinking."
"About?"
"Our enemies. We are outnumbered, we have to come up with a really great plan if we plan of not dying soon." Daemon murmured.
"I'm sure you will defeat them, my strong prince." She whispered. He grinned weakly.
"What do you think of using the dragons?" He said.
She raised her brow at the question. The Dragons were quite large now, Dany was sure they could ride them if the beasts allowed. "It can work… they are quite rebellious these few days."
That was very worrying to Daenerys, with the dragons barely obeying them for the past week. They would leave in the morning and stay out for the whole day and come out at night. "We can go to them later. Spend some more time with them. They are probably just missing us." He spoke. She nodded and they kept walking to the pits.
They arrived to the pits, Daenerys sat under an awning with a good amount of shade in the arena high box that had the best view of the arena, Daemon sat on her right and Hizdahr on her left. "It makes me happy that you allowed our oldest tradition to continue, My Queen." Hizdahr said on the edge of his chair.
She just smiled at him.
"Quite upsetting that you didn't tell us who the fighters are, Your highness." A chubby man said.
"You will find out soon." She waved her hand.
"How many combats we will have today?"
"Hmm." Daenerys hummed and looked at her husband.
"Five." He announced.
"Oh, we used to have ten to fifteen before, but I think we can be satisfied with five." The woman who was with the chubby man murmured.
Dany looked at Serysa and nodded, the gates of the chambers that kept the fighters opened on each side of the pit. People cheered. A bald man limped out through the gates while an old one was pushed forward by a couple of Unsullied.
Hizdahr's eyes widened. "My Queen…" He started but a glare shut him up.
"Are they not…" Another man said.
Daenerys stood up. "My good lords, people of Meereen, I present our contenders, Zhazhal mo Zerrun and… what's his name…? And Makner zo Dhele" She said loudly and clapped her hands with a smile, some people's faces were horrified while others had a big grin.
An Unsullied threw a spear and a curved sword on the sand in front of the two men. "Our special guest?" She asked Daario.
Daario nodded at an second son, Xaro was dragged with chains on his wrists and ankles, the Jews of his nose were missing leaving small wounds, he was shirtless and barefoot with just his trousers, on his belly a large purple bruise… a boot mark?.
"Glad you could join us." Daemon smiled at the man. Xaro lowered his gaze.
Dany raised a brow, bending and leaning on Daemon. "What have you done with him?"
"Threatened to fuck him with a knife." Her eyes widened comically, her husband shrugged and gave her a soft peck on the cheek.
She turned around facing the fighters. "People of the great Meereen, today the Fighting Pits are reopened. Enjoy the fight." She said loudly and half of the people cheered.
Tough crowd.
Rhaenys groaned. "I've told you; he can't beat him."
Tyene rolled her eyes. "He has a spear Rhae."
"But he doesn't know how to use it, little sister. Besides, he's old." Nym agreed with her.
"See!" Rhaenys raised her head triumphantly. Aegon leaned forward paying attention to the Masters circling each other, not that they had choice, fifteen Unsullied stood around them poking their spears to their backs to force them back into fight.
The old man shouted a war cry and straightened his spear beside his ribs, holding the wood with his two hands. He ran in direction on the other Master, Aegon knew this was a barbaric sport, but with evil people being the ones used made it quite entertaining.
Thank the gods muña and Arthur are in the pyramid and not here.
The one with the sword jumped to the side dodging the spear, he seemed to forget about his bad leg and supported himself on it, he fell on the ground with a gasp. The old man impressively turned around quickly enough to catch the man still on the floor, he buried the blade on the man's belly earning a pained cry. Realizing what he had done, the older man pulled the spear back with struggle, the wounded man wailed. Then he was stabbed three more times till he stood lifeless.
Rhaenys was with her mouth agape and eyes narrowed. "What the fuck…"
"…was that." Nymeria completed with the same expression on her face.
Tyene smirked with a cocky look on her face.
Serysa passed her finger on her neck and a spear hit the winner on the back, brutally he was impaled. The people cheered. Daenerys chuckled briefly at the horrified faces of the masters beside them.
"A little detail about the new rules. Nobody comes out alive."
He hummed a giggle.
The combat went for another few hours before the last man desperately choked the other. "Well, I Hope you enjoyed the fights." Daenerys said with an exciting tone. "We will have other one's next week."
The masters just stared at her with displeasure.
"Did you like it?" His brother slapped the bald head of Xaro, making a loud smack sound. The merchant whimpered. "Yes or no?"
"Yes…"
"Glad you enjoyed it. Now Go." Daemon said standing up and taking Daenerys hand. He nodded at Xaro and Naharis with another second son began to drag Xaro away. They were about to leave when they heard a screech, his head turned quickly alongside with his siblings. The four dragons circled the pit slowly, they shrieked and screeched communicating with each other. He changed glances with his family and received the same confused looks.
Ella was the first dragon to land in the pit, she roared, and the people screamed trying to run away fast as they could. Lyx and Aeli went seconds later with Rhaegal following a minute later. Daenerys dragon hissed and raised her head looking for something, Aeli shrieked turning her head to the corner of the pit… to where the bodies were.
Ella cocked her head and moved in direction of the gate, she sniffed the gate and bumped her nose on the metal. He felt Daenerys let go of his hand and jump down at the arena. "Dany, she wants to eat, it's too dangerous."
Dany glanced at him then at the dragons. "It will be fine. She would never hurt me." She said and walked in the direction of Ella.
He looked at his siblings who shrugged, his eyes roomed over the bleachers and most people were gone, he nodded at his brother and sister and ran after Daenerys with the other prince and princess behind him. He walked quickly till the Ella, who was scanning Daenerys, Dany slowly opened the gates and the dragon purred.
Then she did a thing that none of them was expecting, the dragon turned its body to Daenerys and touched her nose on Dany, she lowered her shoulder and wiggled her tail. Daenerys' eyes widened and she turned her head to them with wide eyes. A wide smile began to form in his wife's mouth, she breathed and slowly mounted the dragon.
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Daenerys breathed as the wind hit her face, she wasn't going to lie, she was terrified, her pyramid looked like a toy house from how high she was. Her hands gripped tightly on Ella's spikes, despite being terrified, Dany never felt so free. It was like a feeling she couldn't describe. The emotions that was passing through her body at the moment.
She looked back when she heard a screech, her brows furrowed when she didn't saw her nephews and niece on their dragon's back. Ella was flying above Dragon's bay for good short while, Daenerys was in awe by how far she went in just a few minutes.
Her eyes traveled to the horizon, she could see a small spot of land that was Meereen. Her sides filled by water, her head went to the direction her dragon was going, she squeezed her eyes and moved her head forward looking at the small spots at far.
Ships…
They flew for a few moments till she could see the sails clearly. A golden kraken on black… what house is this…
Greyjoy!
Greyjoy? What are they doing here? With this amount of ships… it must have fifty to a hundred…A fleet of this size… "We have to back girl." Daenerys rubbed Ella's scales, her dragon purred and surprisingly obeyed her.
"She has been gone for a long while." Aegon complained watching his brother pace in the room.
"And what can we do? The best of the odds is that she has four dragons with her." His brother opened his arms.
"As hard as this seems, we should put this matter to the side for a moment." Arthur said.
"Why?" Rhaenys frowned.
"When you all were in the Pits, we received a box." Arthur nodded at the big wooden box on the corner of the room. "And in that box, that man was inside."
All the heads turned to the side of the room, Aegon frowned at the imp that stood at the door, with two unsullied on his side.
"Who the fuck is this?" Daemon pointed.
The small man cleaned his throat. "Allow me to introduce myself. I 'am Tyrion Lannister." Aegon cocked his head.
His brother's brow raised, and he looked back and forth between Arthur and Tyrion. "Arthur, what in the actual fuck is Tyrion Lannister doing here?" He said slowly.
Before the sword of the morning could answer, his wife began to speak. "Tyrion killed Tywin Lannister, he accused him of the death of Joffrey. Quite family you have." Rhae read the letter. "Varys also trust him."
Tyrion stepped into the room. "And you three must be the offspring of Rhaegar Targaryen." Tyrion said while measuring them
"Why are you here?" His brother asked.
"Simple, young… prince? I'm a wanted man in Westeros, they framed me for something I didn't. As much I would love to kill that brat, I did not do it. All I ask is protection and safe passage to Westeros when you return, also I want Casterly Rock, you will have all the west." The imp explained.
"Just that? You think we will believe that the only thing you want is a castle?" He asked.
"Yes, you have my word."
"You are aware if you betray us, I'm stretch your bones till you are seven feet tall." Rhaenys stared at the small man.
"I wouldn't expect less." Tyrion blinked slowly.
Half an hour later the three of them stood on the terrace, Ella circled the Pyramid and quickly landed. A wild haired Daenerys dismounted the dragon and quickly kissed the beast. Ella purred.
"Are you well?" Daemon walked to her, he held her face and inspected her body.
Dany gave a bright smile and kissed him. "It was amazing… breathtaking, I don't even know how to describe it. You three will have to ride your dragons. Fuck, it was so incredible, really scary but incredible!" She said in one breath.
"We, will later." His brother said. "Are you sure you're fine? Not even a scratch?"
Dany shook her head then her eyes widened. "Shit, I forgot. We must prepare our fleet. A Greyjoy fleet is coming to Meereen."
"Great." Daemon murmured.
"Greyjoy? That's odd." Rhaenys moved close to Dany.
"How many ships?" Daemon rubbed his head
"Don't know… maybe a hundred?"
"Great, I missed you love, glad you are fine. But now this one has to build a defense." He exhaled and gave Dany a peck, then walked away.
"Maybe one of you should help him, he has to plan the strategy against the Dothraki and the Greyjoys." Daenerys pursed her lips.
He looked at his aunt. "I will later, but before we should tell you about our new guest."
Daemon was halfway through his plan to defeat the Greyjoys when a raven arrived, he did his best to not get mad for the past hour that he spent doing a tactic to help them.
They have come in fucking peace.
"They arrive in a couple of hours, surround the docks." He told Serysa. She nodded and left, Tyene moved on his lap inspecting the map.
"We can put trenches here… and here, this will take on the Dothraki main attack." She said trailing her fingers on the lines.
Daemon hugged her waist. "We can also put a few catapults…"
"Stones?"
"No… maybe the same strategy from the Tyroshi? Pitch and oil." She suggested.
He nodded. "Uhum, we can put some flaming projectiles on them…"
"Oh… I like where your mind is going." She clapped.
He laughed pecking her cheek. "Now, go and get everything ready with the other commanders, if we have enough luck, our enemies will arrive in the next week." Tyene stood up and left.
An hour later, he found himself sitting on the steps of Daenerys' throne, his sister and brother were on their feet beside Dany.
"You are in the presence of Daenerys Targaryen, The Breaker of Chains and Queen of Meereen." Missandei announced.
"We thank you, for meeting us, Your Grace." Yara Greyjoy gave a little bow.
Daenerys smiled. "And he is?" She pointed to the man who kept staring at him.
"This is my brother, Theon." Yara said.
"Theon, I remember you at Winterfell." Tyrion said.
Daemon's head turned. "Where the fuck did he came from?" He murmured.
"You…" The Greyjoy blinked.
"You've made jokes about my height."
"I didn't remember giving you permission to talk." Daenerys drawled.
The Lannister lowered his head. "Forgive me, My Queen."
"You said that he was in Winterfell." He pointed at Tyrion.
The dwarf looked at Daenerys, she nodded. "Yes, he was a ward of Lord Stark."
Interesting.
"What happened with the Starks?" He asked.
Theon changed a look with his sister. He gulped. "Ned Stark is dead, His wife… and Robb."
He frowned. Westeros might be just ruins when we arrive.
"And you killed the two Stark boys…" Tyrion waved.
His brow raised. "You did what?" He looked the Theon.
"I did not… it wasn't them."
"So, you killed two innocent boys…" Dany said slowly.
Yara stepped forward. "My brother already paid for his mistakes, Your grace."
"How?" She asked.
Yara hesitated for a second. "The imp must have heard that his father made a deal with the Boltons, that lead to Robb Stark's death. My brother was captured by the Boltons… they are not kind people."
So, he was tortured.
Daenerys nodded slowly eying Theon. "What are you two seeking coming here?"
Yara cleaned her throat. "An alliance your grace, we want your help to take The Iron Islands back."
"From whom?" Aegon asked.
"My uncle, Euron, he vanished for years but now he's back. He killed my father and took the throne."
"And you want us to support your brother's claim." Dany cutted.
Theon moved awkwardly. "Not me, my sister's, I'm not fit to rule."
"We can agree on that." Tyrion murmured.
"Shut up." Rhaenys said.
"Did the Iron islands ever had a Queen before?" Dany asked.
"Nope." Egg replied.
"Neither did Westeros, but it seems, it soon will have." Yara nodded at Dany.
Gods forbid. Dany thought. Queen of Meereen is already a pain in my arse.
Daemon smirked weakly as he knew what Dany was thinking, she eyed him with an amused look.
"We will help you get your home back, as allies, we support you, and you support us." Daenerys offered.
"Pardon your majesty, isn't the Iron Fleet bigger than a hundred ships?" Tyrion opened his mouth again before Yara could.
Daemon found the dwarf amusing.
Yara breathed. "Aye, the rest is with Euron, more than a hundred and fifty… and he is building more."
"It makes more sense to ally herself with your uncle, than ally with you, he has more to offer." Tyrion frowned.
"He has, "his big cock" also to offer. His words, not mine." The Ironborn woman lifted her brows, Dany gave an amused grin. "He's also wanting your hand in marriage."
"Hmm, and I suppose your offer of alliance doesn't involve any marriage?" Dany said lightly.
"No, but I'm up for it if you want." Yara shrugged.
Daemon cocked his head.
Dany pursed her lips hiding a smirk. "Our uncle is an insane man, a sadistic by nature. If we hadn't left, we would be dead by now. We want him dead." Theon tightened his fist.
Dany looked at Aegon and Rhaenys, this wasn't just Essos business anymore, this was Westeros. Both nodded at her. "Very well then." She stood up and stepped close to Yara, she offered her hand and Yara took it. "Allies."
"Allies."
"Did you see the dragons?" Both nodded. "Betray me and you will see them burning the Iron Islands into the deep sea." She smiled.
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