The Fire That Burns Within US - Aemond Targaryen

The Red Kraken

138 - Ironmans Bay

The warmer climate and frequent smell of the sea remind both the new dragon queen and her sworn shield of the simpler days when they only worried about killing IronBorn and making sure they didn't invade the mainland.

The journey to meet with the Red Kraken had been smooth sailing, with no sign of the Lannister forces marching East or North, but Visenya had been ready to burn any army that didn't wave her flag to the ground. She needs to ensure that Aemond and the Riverland forces are safe and will not be ambushed from the east.

Morghon had been too happy to fly with Visenya and Ben, even with the Cannibal flying too close for comfort. But it seems that Morghon remembers his time in Ironman Bay.

The braces had worked well, maybe a little too well. They had only gotten stuck twice in the journey West, locking Visenya to her saddle, but she guessed it was better than them falling apart.

"Visenya, I do not think this is the best idea," Ben tells Visenya as the two of them near the group of Ironborn that are waiting on the beach.

"We have two dragons flying overhead," Visenya points out as she looks to the sky, the younger dragon closer to the ground. "Both would be more than happy to kill anyone that would try and harm us,"

"You mean if someone harms you," Ben corrects Visenya; he knows that the dragons would take Visenya safely as their priority than him.

"Morghon likes you; I'm sure that he will try and protect you," Visenya tells Ben, hoping that her words bring him a little comfort.

Dalton seemed to be expecting the two of them for quite some time, the table before him set with food and wine and given any other circumstance, Ben would be joyous at the sight of the food. But Visenya and Ben knew not to touch the food until after business was finished and that Dalton would not try to kill them.

"If it isn't the Dragon Queen herself! The Dróttning'daishar!" Dalton greets, getting up and making his way toward Visenya and Ben. His arms are open and welcoming, but Ben knows better, and his grip tightens on his hammer; he knows that he could take Dalton down with just one swing and no doubt crush his bones into nothing but a powder.

Visenya offers a kind smile and nods toward the sea lord as she and Ben near him. She hopes this goes well and she can meet Aemond out East.

"Lord Greyjoy-"

"You know that I would rather you call me by name. Call me Dalton," Dalton cuts Visenya off with the command, stepping closer to her and before Ben can stop Dalton from touching Visenya, he grabs her hands, eyeing the metal contraptions on them.

Visenya forces a smile on her face, wanting to be kind towards Dalton, but the feeling of someone other than Aemond touching her makes her feel ill to her stomach; she knows that Dalton's touch isn't friendly and if he could, then Visenya would be on her knees for him.

"Dalton, thank you for meeting with me," Visenya tells him in a sticky sweet voice, pulling her hands out of his hold and folding them behind her back to hide them.

Dalton stares down at Visenya, his eyes darting between any exposed skin on her arms and chest towards Ben. Most men that would want to look at Visenya would think otherwise because of the giant of men that is her sworn shield and her shadow that is her husband. But Aemond isn't here to intimidate Dalton, and Ben knows that if he were to harm the lord, then that would leave Visenya exposed to being harmed by the IronBorn that wants her dead.

They are in a situation where Dalton can get away with whatever he wants and say what he wants. He knows that Visenya is here to ensure he will fight with her, and he prays to the drowned gods that the new queen would be willing to do anything to ensure he is on their side.