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60- Two kingdoms on the rise.
🕑 Added 2024-04-07 06:00:04 +0000 UTC~~~Azrael Jaesyrian, Twelfth Moon, 276 AC~~~
~~~Vaes Tolorro, Red Desert~~~
The bones were huge, which filled the clearing almost entirely, with the bones of what could have been his ribs reaching the height of the ceiling, let alone his skull.
The skull was enormous, easily exceeding six meters in height and four meters in width; in its lifetime, it must have been a monstrous creature.
Turning away from its skull, I looked for something that would tell me for sure what creature it was and if it was what I thought it was. I found that, from the bones that made up its back, there was a huge bone, long and stout, which was still attached to the body, like the frame of a bird.
"A dragon" I exclaimed, confused as to how a dragon of such caliber came to this place, as well as how it died and why.
"And a big one at that," Isabella approached where I stood, equally, if not more, amazed at the large skeleton in front of us.
"Yes, and if there is a dead dragon, its rider must be nearby."
"I believe this is it, Your Majesty" Valka's voice rose from the other end of the dragon, momentarily forgetting Isabella and flying to the other end, meeting Valka, who was holding a full suit of armor.
The surprising thing about the armor was its smoky pattern, revealing it to be Valyrian steel. Not only that but next to the pile of bones and dust that must have belonged to the dragon rider, there was also a black leather scabbard.
Valka picked it up and, taking the pommel of the sword, unsheathed it, revealing an intricate Valyrian steel sword in all its splendor.
The sword was a bastard sword with a double-handed hilt, with gargoyle and dragon designs on the crossguard and pommel.
"Thank you for leaving me there." Isabella came in ecstatic and sweaty; crossing from the other side must have tired her out, mostly due to the heat, which, although low, was still felt.
"Ohh, I forgot," I said, downplaying the fact that she had seen me fly.
"Men" was the comment I heard from Isabella, causing me to scowl at her.
Deciding not to pursue the matter further, I thought about what course of action to take. For one thing, I couldn't use the structure block to make this city disappear, since that would also make the dragon bones, which could be of use, disappear.
At the same time, the primates from before could also be injured if he employed the structure block, a product of the change in terrain and even the falling sand and earth.
"Send a message to Port Royale (Port Yhos) to send cargo carriages, along with containment cages," I explained to Valka, deciding to take the dragon bones to Port Royale, the closest city to where we were, which was formerly called Port Yhos, a city-state under the power of Qarth, until four moons ago, when, in a swift attack, the Dothraki legions conquered the huge coastal city, wresting power from it from Qarth and being annexed to Xandar.
This came about when I decided to conquer Old Ghis and its surrounding lands, wresting the city from the hands of the Thirteen. An act that caused all ties that may have been had in the beginning with Qarth to be destroyed, something that already came with the events of the destruction of the yellow cities, something that caused two of the thirteen of Qarth, who were dedicated exclusively to the purchase and sale of slaves, to end in bankruptcy.
"Furthermore, he requests that there be three hundred unsullied heads here, it is imperative to take the primates to Xandar."
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~~~Varys, 277 AC~~~
~~~King's Landing~~~
"Oh, that, all the way in," I say to a prostitute, who is taking my new member into her mouth.
Hell, I understand now why men live for gold, fame, and wealth. Because what else would they spend it on? What's more, they wouldn't even have the strength to fight, so for gold? Family? If they have no members, they won't even have the latter.
And now, after enjoying the gift My king gave me and after being complete, the same stranger might come, but I would not miss the chance to enjoy the pleasures he might have.
"I told you no teeth." I cursed the whore who wasn't doing her job right. I swear, if this keeps up, I will have to create my chain of brothels. With my connections in Lys, I could bring bed slaves from the island, though I would have to have permission from the king first for that, considering the Xandarian crown doesn't like slavery.
"Shit, put that down and get out." I finally ended up getting frustrated, pushing the whore off me, and standing up from the bed.
At the same time, a little boy entered the room, which would seem very strange and would be taken out at the precise moment he entered, but, the boy was special.
And once I saw him, I motioned for him to come over to me. I noticed how the boy was carrying a small notebook and a charcoal pencil.
'So they have arrived' I thought as I read what the boy had written on one of the pages of the notebook.
That was their method of bringing me information. My beautiful, newly named little birds had been with me years ago. I raised them and taught them the beautiful gift of getting information healthily and naturally.
They knew how to obey me, read, write, listen, and observe; that was all they knew, and that was all they needed to know; they had no need whatsoever to speak words to the walls and reveal information, though after all, without tongues, they could not do it anyway.
The boy left after giving me the message, while I got ready after burning the paper over a candle.
And without wasting time, I hurried to the docks of King's Landing, where a commotion could already be heard from a distance.
And how could I not? From my carriage that was taking me to the docks, I could see the monstrosity of a ship floating in the waters of Blackwater Bay.
The ship, towering above the other boats on the dock, revealed itself to be a magnificent work of craftsmanship and elegance. With its incredible height, multiple decks, and several masts on its sides with sails already set.
It was a beauty, especially as it left the other ships of the royal fleet or other parts of Westeros as mere boats next to the sea power of Xandar. It was certainly something I enjoyed to the fullest.
Soon we reached the docks, and the guards accompanying me made room for me to make my way to the front, where a ship's lift gate opened, banging the wood of the dock loudly and alerting me that the crewmen were about to depart.
As quickly as the door opened, out from inside the ship stepped a woman. She was wearing jet-black leather pants, tight to her legs, and being hugged by high black boots that reached her knees. Besides that, she wore a beige metallic doublet, which shone when the sunlight hit it. She was accompanied by a long sword attached to her waist.
Not only that, but her face was uncovered, revealing a woman of ethereal beauty, with fair skin, brown eyes and long brown hair tied in a single braid, from which hung several golden bells.
[Gilgal Zoila (General Zoila)] I greeted her, receiving a modest smile from her, as I finished getting off the ship and approached, being closely followed by a contingent of ten muscular men in steel plate armor, who, judging by their attire, appeared to be Dothrakis.
[Nyke halger se jïley hen Brāvos naejot dārys tegorīr iksin enbeklë (I hope the journey from Braavos to King's Landing was enjoyable)] I conversed with General Zoila, one of those charged with transporting the gold the king had given as compensation for the destruction of the House of Black and White to Braavos.
General Zoila flashed a strained smile, looking in the direction of the Reed Keep in the background. [Se rep iksin layosant, arelsakh nyke gōntan daor kalente naejot emagon naejot dak isse iā daor sīr. Piresāl oktion (The journey was pleasant, though I did not expect to have to dock in a city not so... pleasant)]
[Sȳrī, sacfes ēdruta sagon vēttan naejot manaeragon se jaqiarzir hen xandar, īlva dārys kostagon daor gaomagon ziry mirre ondoso elkaf, kostagon ziry? (Well, sacrifices have to be made to raise the glory of Xandar, our king can't do it all by himself, right?)] Zoila agreed with that and, sighing, had the steeds they had brought from the ship brought down.
To then starts heading towards the Red Keep, where Aerys would be thrilled to meet envoys of the king of Xandar, thinking in his crazy mind that he was getting closer and closer to getting what he wanted.
Comments
CanSerBero_1
Great chapter ♥️
Faraam_Knight
The chapter is unfortunately full of filler
