A tale: Reborn in Westeros

Chapter 9

Aegon "Alex" Targaryen

When Daenerys returned to her tent, I walked to my own in a slight daze. Incoherent thoughts run through my head at speeds I can't process. One thing I can say for certain, I never felt so warm and light before.

The next day I woke up and ready myself for another day with training. I put on fresh clothes and gather my weapons. As I exit my tent I follow the familiar path towards the training field. One person I did not expect to see when I arrived is Daario. He must have returned during the night.

"How are you during this morning, my lord?" he asks with a smile. "Daario," I greet him flatly. "I take it you're not a fan of me," he says keeping his smug smile on his face. I roll my eyes. "What gave it away? I will warn you only one time, Daario. Do not dare to do anything suspicious to the queen or my friends. I won't hesitate to incapacitate you or kill you if it is necessary," I explain bluntly.

"Could you?" He says simply in return. "I can and I will," I say confidently. "During my whole life, I have only met a few men that could kill me. Don't take it personally if I say that I doubt it," he says. "Your foolish bravado may help you with your... men, but not with me. Don't underestimate me, Daario," I say irritated.

"I wouldn't dream of it, my lord," he says with a laugh. I let out a frustrated sigh. "At least answer me this with honesty, Daario. Why are following, Daenerys?" I ask him. "That is simple. I want to serve Daenerys," he says while picking up a training sword and starting to play with it. I frown. "Why would you want to do that?"
"She is beautiful," he says. "How short-sighted of you. There are plenty of better reasons for following Daenerys, but perhaps they are beyond you," I say with frustration as I walk to my training gear.

"You don't think she beautiful?" He says while twirling the wooden sword. "I am not blind, Daario. But I would not kill for someone just because they are beautiful. I would not believe in someone because they are beautiful," I say with growing frustration. He smirks. "You may believe that, but I know you fight for her beauty. For her heart," he says. "If you wish to die you can just say so, plenty of people are willing to help, Daario," I say. I truly don't see the appeal of Daario. What does Daenerys see in this man? It may be something women are able to see that men can't.

He chuckles again. "It seems Jorah the Andel is in love with her as well. There are several of us vieing for her beauty. It will be a fierce competition," he says with a smirk. "You are delusional, Daario. Love and beauty are different things. Daenerys has a heart that knows what she wants and can decide for herself. Men have no dominion over it," I explained. He lifts a brow in slight surprise. I guess the idea is foreign to him. Daario does not say anything further as Ser Jorah and Ser Barristan arrive on the training field.

"Is he bothering you, my lord?" Ser Jorah asks. "Perhaps a little, but one can easily block out his insane blabbering with reason. And if I want I can easily dispose of him," I say. Daario laughs again. "I am sorry to intrude, my lords. I was wondering if I could join you in your training." Ser Barristan looks at me. "Only if the prince is okay and comfortable with it," he says. I shrug. "Fine by me. I am curious to see what he can do," I say. "Very well, I am rather curious myself," he says.

The knights pick up their own training gear and move to the other side of the field. Even so, I can see them looking our way to see how Daario fares. I am not able to defeat both the knights with the sword, but I can easily do it with the spear. Daario picks up an arakh training weapon and takes his stance. I do the same but with a spear.

We both look intently at each other for any possible openings as we start to circle each other. In a swift and precise thrust, I try to feint an attack on his torso. In response, he swings his arakh to hit the spear away. I hoped for that and with the other side of the spear, I try to take the legs out of under him. Daario frowns a bit but quickly rolls out of the way to avoid the hid. I will admit, he is fast.