When the Pirate Queen of the Caribbean goes on a great voyage to find a new adventure, she sets course to the east where she would make new enemies. After she sails east to make new friends, and meets the dragon queen who seems have captured her wil...
As I watch Anne and her love fly off on the dragon, for Anne's sake more like swept off, I noticed that we lost a few of our men. Not a lot, but still lost a part of our family. Sheathing my sword I walk back to our crew. Looking down at our fallen comrades, I now my head and wish them the best at the shore. I then nod at Bass to take them back to the ship to burn their bodies, but then I noticed a familiar dagger.
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Walking over to it I see the holder of the dagger, my heart goes heavy as I see dead Young James. His eyes wide open with no life within him, while clutching onto Whisper tightly. I kneel down next to his still body and took Whisper from his hands, before placing his hands on his stomach and closing his eyes. Lowering my head in respect and grief, the rest of the crew doing the same behind me. He was one of us, even though he was the youngest, he was still part of the crew. He was the shyest one of us, but always knew how to make us smile. Anne thought of him as a son, she's going to break when she gets back. I stand back up and nod at Bass to take his body as well.
"I'm sorry for the loss of your men, they fought bravely, they will be missed." Stated the imp from behind me, I look at him and nod before walking with my crew back to the ship.
"Where do you think your going?" Asks Pretty boy, I ignore him and kept walking. I've had my fill for the day.
**
We lost four good men, including our Young James. The entire crew stood on the dock as we watched their burning bodies float into the sea. As I watch the flames of Young James, I look back in the memories that we made together. When we would pull pranks on the ship, the first time I gave him rum, his first talk with a girl, he was too young and innocent for this world. I look at Whisper that laid in my hand, knowing that it truly belonged to Anne so I put it in its sheath and asked One-Eye to place it in her cabin. He nods and goes to do so, while I took one more look at the pyres that were burning before making my way to pyramid. Walking into the throne room, I see the three men loyal to the queen just sitting there. While Grey worm stood with bandages on his stomach.
"Aren't you supposed to be looking for your queen, and my Captain? Not sitting on your asses!" I said with a annoyed tone.
"Well if you have any ideas where the queen might be, please fill us in." Stated Pretty boy.
"Smithy is right, the longer we sit here bantering the longer Daenerys and Anne is out there in the wilderness." Jorah supports making me nod at him in gratitude.
"The dragon headed north. If we're going to find them, that's where we'll have to go." Stated the imp.
"Perfect! So let's get a move on!" I said walking towards the door.
"Hold one, We? You're a Lannister—"started Jorah before I cut him off.
"He's also a imp, so let's go!" But yet again they don't move.
"The queen intends to remove your family from power." Jorah finishes his statement.
"And I intend to help her do it." Tyrion argues.
"You've been here how many days now? I've fought for her for year. Since she was little more than a child." Jorah compares.
"You betrayed her!" Stated Tyrion
"Careful now." warns Jorah.
"And she exiled you. Twice I believe." Tyrion said.
"The second time thanks to you!" Blames Jorah. Ok that's enough.
"Ladies, ladies your both pretty and not good people can we go now? Jeez you guys argue worse than Bass and One-Eye. Now I know how Captain felt." I broke it up, getting in between them.
"Look all this bickering and blaming is just getting in the way of what's more important. Getting the queen back, and the Captain, so that the city can be at peace. The more you two fight and blame, the more time we lose. Now, here's my proposition; The imp will stay here, he is probably the most experience when it comes to cities and coin. All the while me, Jorah, and Pretty boy go and get the two. That way you two, don't have to be in the same room or city. Deal?" I compromise, the two look at each other with glares before nodding and Agreeing to the terms. I sigh in relief and nod.
"Good, now load up." I said walking out of the room to get my stuff ready.
**
Normal pov
As my dragon looks off in the distance, I was currently grumbling under breath of how my first dragon ride went. I am NEVER doing that again. Dragon laud on his burnt made nest, scraping any last bits of meat from his hunts.
"We have to go home." My dragon says softly, her hair in disarray and her clothes dirty, but she still looks beautiful in my eyes. However I am not going back on that ride.
"Drogon can you take us back to Meereen?" She asks gently reaching over and scratches his head, he purrs in response.
"How far did you carry us?" She ask, looking out in the distance.
"I suspect that we are nearly a thousand miles north of Meereen, but we won't make it by foot without water or food." I said looking through my microscope, that I keep with me at all times. All the while Drogon continues to lick his wounds and ignore us, acting like a hormonal teenager. I put away my scope and walk over to the moody dragon, seeing my Dragon try to talk/reason with her son, but he pays no attention to her.
"Drogon, we need to return, my people need me!" She stresses, getting onto his back with no hesitation. But Drogon goes nowhere and just turns around in his nest making Dany fall off his back. It's obvious he doesn't want to go anywhere.
"Well the least you could do is get us something to eat, besides carcasses." I said kicking his wing, which he didn't even care to react. I walk to the edge and place my hands on my hips.
"Well if he's not going to move, might as well to take a look where he brought us." I said, holding my hands out to her in which she takes immediately.
After a forever of walking, we ended up at a hill where there was still nothing but mountains and clearing. And more mountains, that was until the sound of a horse came to my ears. In comes a Dorthraki, then three more, then another and another. I peak down and see my Dragon take off my ring and letting it fall down to the grass, hopefully Smithy or Jorah finds it. Next thing I know we are surrounded by Dorthraki, circling around us with their sickles. I reach for my pistol, but My dragon stops me, signaling me that that's a bad idea. Which in this case it is.
