The Pirate and The Dragon

Chapter 18

A girl, that looked no more than 10, dead.  Her skin was death pale, her arms were stringed up against the cross. Her finger pointing the way to Meereen, she looked like she had been there for months. I take off my hat in respect and placing it over my heart, she reminds me of the pirates that hung back in port royal. A sign of warning for all who dare challenge them. My dragon walks up to the girl with a mixture of grief and anger for the child.

"There one every mile marker between here and Meereen." Jorah stated.

"How many miles are there between here and Meereen?" My dragon asks.

"163 your grace" responded Jorah. I felt sick, I turn to Logan, Corkscrew, and St. John.

"Find James, and any other child, do not let them see this. They are too young to see her like this." I ordered my crew, Logan and Corkscrew nodded and left. Though St John stayed, staring at the little girl. I place my hand on his shoulder, making him break his eye contact on the girl and looking down at my hand. Tear left his eyes, I grab his neck and pulled him in an embrace. Then he broke, sobbing and covering my shirt in snot and tears. Though I didn't mind, I look and see eyes on us. I shake my head, telling them not to ask.

"I'll tell our men to right out and burry them. You don't need to see this." Suggested Barristan.

"You will do no such thing. I will see each and every one of their faces. Remove her collar before you hurry her." She ordered, her tone cold and unemotional. But you could see on her face that she is angry.

St. John eventually calmed, wiping his face with his sleeve and giving me a thankful look. I nod my head in understanding. He then leaves jointing the crew to find the children. I look back at the child, walking up to her and placing my hand on her cheek. Cold. Very cold.

Taking my knife out I cut off the bands that held her to the cross. She falls into my arms, the smell of death making me gag. Keeping my composer, I gently lay her down on the ground. Removing her collar and placing a ghost kiss on her head.

"Requiesact in Pace. Trova la pace e la libertà nel prossimo mondo" I muttered, taking her hands and placing them on top of each other on her stomach. Letting her rest, and setting her free.

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After many miles of walking and walking and walking we finally made it to Meereen. Though me and the others rose on horse back the rest of my crew had to walk. Which caused me to take shifts of horse back with them.

We were greeted by many masters sitting on the balcony, like this was a show. The slaves behind them serving them drinks and food. We jump down from our horses and walk forward in curiosity. The gates open and out rides a soldier.

"Are they attacking?" Asked Daenerys.

"A single rider, a champion of Meereen. They want you to send your own champion against him." Said Jorah. I scoff.

"So this is their entertainment? What a sack full of pussies." I insulted, crossing my arms and tilting my hat so the sun is out of my eyes.

The soldier rides on the other side of us, yelling valerian. Starting to unclothe his lower half.

"What is he doing?" Daenerys asks. I squinted, trying to see what the hell he's doing.

"I believe he means to.." Ser Barristan was cut off from the site of the soldier taking his cock out and peeing on the ground. Making the masters up on top laugh. And making me angry.

"He says that we're an army of men without man parts. He claims you are no woman at all, but a man who...hides his cock in his own asshole." Translates Misanndei. K now I really want to kill this dude.