The Pirate and The Dragon

Chapter 7

Cannons were firing around me and Smithy as I make my way to my ship, anger and embarrassment running in my blood. They better have a good reason for this.

We finally made it on board, and I see One Eye and Bass still fighting like children. At this point they bother we're covered in blood, throwing weak and tired arms. How long has this been going on and why did no one stop them?

I look around at my crew and saw a huge pile of coin to the side. At this point my rage turned to disgust. Now I'm pissed.

I walk up the the two and pull out one of my pistols from my belt, and shot it into the air. Due to the sound, One Eye and Bass, as well as the rest of my crew, froze. Their bloody fists frozen in place, both of them looking at me with fear.

Not saying anything, I walk up to the two putting my pistol away. Giving them both my killer queen stare, before grabbing them by the ear and pulling them towards the rail. One eye on my left and Bass on my right. Making them sit down, I place my hands on hips waiting. They both started to talk over each other, trying to tell me who or who started it.

Annoyed as I was, I lifted my right hand up stopping them from talking.

"I leave for ONLY an hour or two, and already you have destroyed nearly half of Astapor. You have nearly wasted our ammunition, embarrassed not only me, but the Raider herself!" I yelled, they flinched.

"For that, it rightful punishment is death. Though since you two are my closest friends you will be polishing the cannons, and cleaning the mast. You will also be responsible for cleaning the head. Since you two can't seem to get along, One Eye you will be working in the Kitchen with Bass for the remainder of this voyage. Until you two can prove to me that you can get along." They both looked at me with confusion, both of them talking in unison to defend their actions.

I pulled both of my pistols out and point them in front of their faces. My finger caressing the trigger, as they tried to get away from them. I glared deeply into their eyes, my left eye changing from deep brown to a sea green. They trembled at the sight. They both nodded their heads, agreeing to the terms.

Once I was satisfied of my work, I turn towards the rest of my crew. My eye still sea green, I place my pistols away and my hands on my hips once more.

"If I see ANY gambling on my ship again, I will send you all personally to Davy Jones Locker! Or maybe to Davy Jones himself, and he will make you one of his crew! AM I UNDERSTOOD!" My eye glowing with the mention of Davy jones.

Without any hesitation they all yelled "AYE AYE CAPTAIN"

Taking a deep breath, and closing my eyes, calming down my anger. I open them again and my eye was back to normal.

"Get back to work" I sighed. Walking towards my cabin to take a nap.

As I started to unwind and remove my gear, I head a knock on my cabin door.

"I'm not in the mood Smithy!" I said not looking at the door. To focused on removing my pistols and hidden Knives. I hear the door open and then close, groaning I turn around. Expecting to see Smithy, I was surprised to see Daenerys there.

Still in her outfit that she wore when she made the deal a few hours before. Her white blonde hair still in its braided due, and her horn like necklace resting on her chest. Realizing that I've been staring at her a while, I quickly compose myself. Knocking down my empty bottles of rum from last night. Shit

"Oh.. your grace... shit sorry for the mess. I thought you were Smithy." She lightly giggles and walks around my room. Looking at the paintings that I have stone from navy ship. As well as my other collections that I have taken throughout my  voyages.

"You have quite the collection, are these from your travels?" She asked, picking up a figurine of a mermaid.

"Well yes, though some others are gifts from home." I said resting my had on the hilt of fireblade. She takes another look around my cabin, before stopping at my compass. She picks up with curiosity.

"What's this?" She asked, I walked towards her keeping my gaze at the compass.

"That's my compass, it's meant to always point north" I said grabbing it, and opening it, showing her the inside. Seeing the arrow move back and forth she looks at me with confusion.

"But it's broken. Why would you keep something that's worthless?" She asked. My heart stung from that comment. I sighed, and showed her the picture of my mother on the roof of the top lid. She grabs the lid to take a better look at her.

"She's beautiful. Is this your mother?" She asks, I giving her a nod, I smiled down at the picture

In the picture my mother had deep red hair, a scar trailed all the way from her bore to her chin. Wearing a loose white tunic, with a black corset holding her breasts in place. And around her neck was a pendant of a rose. That same one that hung around my neck.

"She was a pirate herself, the first one in fact. She would always tell me stories of the sea and her adventures. Always told that she would bring me out on one of those some day. She was my best friend." I said, giving a sad smile at the picture.

"This used to be her ship in fact" Daenerys looks at me with confusion.

"I thought this was Blacks Beards first?" I scoffed.

"Yes, it was. But it was my mothers first, before it was called the red rose. Though Black Beard saw how beautiful this ship was, and how much power it showed on the sea. So one night, while I was asleep in my bed, I woke up to fighting. My mother was standing in front of my bed, pointing her sword at Black Beard." I stopped, remembering that day was like a sword being stabbed into my heart again. Daenerys puts her hand on mine, and gives me a comforting squeeze. With a sigh I continue.

"She was protecting me, next thing I knew we were on deck and my mother threw me into the ocean. The last I thing i saw was that whoreson sticking a knife into her heart." I closed the compass, placing it into a pox that I locked with my key on my belt. Sighing and walking back to my desk.

"I was later found by the Black Pearl. The most fastest ship in the Caribbean. It's Captain, Jack Sparrow, took me aboard. Raised me like one of their own. Taught me how to wield a blade, how to sail, how swallow down rum. They're my family." I stated, smiling at the memories I made at the Pearl.

I hear her soft footsteps walk towards me, stopping beside me. Looking at Kings landing.

"Why did you decide to help me? You could've told me no, and sailed back to the Caribbean to your family. Yet you stayed. Why?" She asks, looking at me for an answer. I sighed looking deep into her violet eyes.

"Because I know what it's like to have something taken from you. When my mothers ship was taken, and I drifted into the sea, I swore that no matter what I would take it back. In the name of my mother, I would take what was mine. Even though I haven't known you for long, but when you were talking to those bastards you kept your calm as they were insulting you. When your advisor's told you to reconsider your bargain, you kept your nerve, and told them off. That shows me that you have the power to take what is yours. No matter on who thinks about what, in the name of your father, you will take what is yours. No matter the cost." I took hold of her hands, feeling a comforting heat between them. She looks a me with a admiring grin, does she feel it too? Still staring into those eyes, I felt a pull making me lean towards her soft looking lips. My lips were almost touch hers when I—

"Captain, I thought that we should discuss the crew's punishment." Smithy said, storming into the cabin. We stop our lips so close to touching, Daenerys pulls away from me and clears her throat.

"I'll see you tomorrow Captain, meet me at the gate to the courtyard to do the exchange." She said regaining her posture. I sighed and nodded. She looks at me again in hesitation, before leaving my cabin to return to her ship.

I stare at Smithy with a pissed look. He stares at me with a offended look.

"What did I do?"