The Dragon Queen

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They had managed to avoid Meereen and Yunkai on their way to Astapor, going around both cities in the dead of night, but now they intended to take Yunkai. Knowing about the Golden Company, Daenerys knew she would need help. So, she contacted the Faceless Men, who quickly sent a message to the Golden Company, who immediately pulled out of Yunkai, and their leaders arranged for a meeting.

Drogo sat on her right, dressed in new leathers with a brand-new belt adorned with gold and rubies, and a newly forged arakh by his side, a gift from his wife. She was dressed in a dark red dress tied around her neck. It was a mixture of Dothraki and Dornish robes. Her hair was braided, and hanging from her hips was a pair of twin daggers. For the first time, she was wearing her mother's crown. She sat with her husband as the diplomat from Yunkai entered.

Behind her, Missandei spoke, "You stand in the presence of Daenerys Stormborn of House Targaryen, rightful heir to the Iron Throne, rightful queen of the Andals and the First Men, protector of the Seven Kingdoms, the Mother of Dragons, the Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea, the Unburnt, the Breaker of Chains."

Before the man could say anything else, Missandei continued, "And her King Consort, Khal Drogo of House Targaryen, The Destroyer, The Khal of the Great Grass Sea, Father of Dragons, The Undefeated."

The man visibly recoiled in fear. They knew she had dragons, but they never considered that she was still married to the Khal. They had heard the whispers of Khal Drogo's alliance with the leaders of the biggest khalasars. Upon further investigation, they discovered that the man was now the leader of all the Khalasars of the Dothraki through battle. Any Khal who lost was killed, apart from the six who had allied themselves and happily gave up their positions.

And the Westerosi woman had managed to marry the man. He observed her and finally realised that the rumours of her being a warrior woman, which they had scoffed at, were true. Now, he had to convince her to leave them alone.

"Ancient and glorious is Yunkai. Our empire was old before dragons stirred in Old Valyria. Many an army has broken against our walls. You shall find no easy conquest here, Khaleesi," Razdal spoke, trying his best to hide his fear, but Daenerys only turned to her husband and smirked before letting out a whistle. To the man's horror, three dragons came into the tent.

They were huge. They circled the woman before lying at her feet—until the Khal threw meat at them. They lunged for it, allowing Razdal to see the rows of horrifyingly sharp teeth. He swallowed before attempting to dissuade her. "We want no bloodshed. Instead, we offer you gold and ships, so that you may return to your home and leave us alone."

This time, Drogo laughed. It wasn't the laugh he gave to his Khalasar or the one around his wife. This sounded dark and almost threatening. Razdal suddenly remembered that the man in front of him was a cold-blooded murderer who did not care for nobility like his wife did. Daenerys, however, smirked and looked at the man.

"And if we choose war?" Razdal looked at her with a furious expression.

"Then you will die at the hands of the Golden Company and the Second Sons. Any of your survivors, we will make slaves. If you happen to live, we will sell you as a whore, as many want to sleep with the last living Targaryen."

Drogo froze, as did the men in the room. Missandei and Daella stepped back while every head turned to the Targaryen, whose eyes had taken on a dragon-like appearance. A bloodthirsty grin appeared on her face, and her hands were engulfed in flames.

"You do not have the Golden Company, as they are allied to me. I paid them well, you see. And as for the Second Sons, I fear their leaders have already been dealt with," Razdal now felt fear as the woman rose to her feet and walked towards him. "And as for you, I shall make an example out of you."

Her hands gripped his neck, and her flames devoured him. The Khalasar and Unsullied watched as the man screamed and begged for mercy, running into the sand to out himself, only for two Dothraki men to hold him firmly in place, not caring if they died to ensure he did not escape. However, to their surprise, they did not burn.

They watched as the arrogant man's body turned black, and the corpse dropped to the floor. Balerion nudged the corpse before turning to his mother, who just smiled.

"Ipradagon issa riñnykeā" (Eat, my child).

The dragon chirped to his sibling, and in a flurry, the twelve descended on the body. Daenerys now looked at the yellow city and smirked. "Missandei, Daella, do me a favour and instruct our friend within the city to kill the masters and open the gates."

She then glanced at the Khalasar. "Hash kisha tihat Mereen kisha vilajero" (When we see Meereen, prepare for battle). Unlike before, she intended to leave a leader and fighters in the city, and the Golden Company was all too happy to do so after the wonderful treatment they had received from the Dragon Queen.

Unlike Daenerys, she would not underestimate those stuck in their ways and who thought slavery was a good practice. She did wonder, though, was the Sand Snake impressed? Her cousin walked out from the shadows with a smirk on her face.

"You hunt like a dragon. I approve, cousin," the two women shared a look. Obara had enjoyed watching her cousin negotiate, but seeing the flames had stunned her.

"About your fire, cousin, they did not burn."

The two Dothraki men also looked at their Khaleesi, wondering why. "My fire burns whom I wish it to burn, and it will never burn my people."

Obara grinned before turning to one of the men. He was handsome, and being here meant a relative amount of freedom. Daenerys smirked. "Go, cousin. I am not one with thoughts of propriety. We can spar later."

Obara's eyes lingered on Daenerys's stomach, and the girl sighed. "Fine, you will teach me how to make poisons later, then." The Sand Snake smirked, giving her cousin a quick nod before leaving with the Dothraki man. Drogo wrapped an arm around his wife's waist and spoke.

"She blends into the shadows."

Daenerys nodded. "It is a notable skill. If you ask, maybe she will teach you." The teasing pinch she got in return did not dissuade her laughter.