Chapter 65

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Giving my dragon one last kiss on the forehead, keeping her hand in mine, I walk over to the war table.

"My Captain, I'm glad that you are awake and well, but may I ask what you mean by my plan is obvious" Tyrion asks looking confused at his place. Placing my free hand on the table, I look over at the table.

"Yes it is. From what I know, your sister is queen and you know her like the back of your hand isn't that correct?" I ask making him nod in agreement.

"However, that means that she knows you too, but you don't realize how well she does. You see my comrades, when me and my crew sail the seas we spend around maybe 2 to 3 years at sea. Which means that my men and I would need enough supplies to make the journey. When I mean supplies, I mean a handful of food and barrels and barrels of rum." I began walking around the table to stand next to Smithy.

"Is there a point to this story, if so please get on with it." States lady Orlenna, aka the woman who hired me to "kill" the king. I smile and looked at Smithy, who smiles at me.

"The point, Lady Orlenna, is that if we cut off Cersei's supply run she will turn to another resort. From what I know, Lady Orlenna, is that your house is the the wealthiest and the most supplied in all of Westeros. Which means that Cersei will go after you and ransack your supplies for her own gain." I explained walking over to house Tyrell on the table. Picking up the my piece, which was the Raider, and placing it at the spot.

"So what I suggest is a somewhat different approach, the brethren court will sail to House Tyrell to ransack the food and supplies and they will bring them back to Dragonstone. All the while the Unsullied takes Casterly Rock to cripple the Lannister power. If Cersei is smart, she will attack you with your uncle." I started towards Yara, who gives me a look of confusion and annoyance.

"Bring you down then all of the iron fleet is gone. So while the court delivers the Tyrell supplies to Dragonstone, Lady Greyjoy will escort Lady Dorne back to Sunspear, where her banners will be waiting. Along with the Raider and I providing extra defense and support, in case anything should happen. Which we will sail back to siege the city. In conclusion; We will siege the capital to starve out the people, all the while the Tyrell supplies will be sent to Dragonstone. The Lannister power will be crippled, we will have the food and supplies to feed our armies, and we get to live another day. " I finished looking at my dragon, who tenses up at the thought me me leaving.

"I'm sorry, but why should we listen to a Pirate. A scoundrel, who raids, plunders and destroys villages all in the sake of alcohol and excitement?" Asks the Dorne lady.

"Because she is my wife and my equal. She has stood by my side for many years, that I have grown to trust her with my life and my heart. You are to treat her with the same respect as you give me. If anyone has a problem with it, there's the door." My dragon states walking next to me to stand by my side, holding my hand as she finishes. I looked down at her with love and appreciation as she stood up for me, before lifting her hand and giving it a kiss upon the back of it. The room goes silent, fearing to speak another word.

"Well from the short amount of time I have known you, Captain, I would say you are the most loyal and the most experienced with raiding and battle. You have my support." Says Tyrion, bowing his head. I smile down at him, before looking back at my Dragon. She smiles up at me, giving my hand a comforting squeeze, before looking at her supporters around the table.

"Do we have your support?" She asks around the room.

"You have mine." States Yara.

"Dorne is with you, your graces." Dorne lady states

Looking at lady Orlenna, she nods her head In agreement.

"Thank you all, lady Orlenna may I speak with you alone?" My dragon asks, as she made her way towards her. I look at her to see if she wants me with her, in which she shakes her head no. Taking my hand in hers, before giving it a kiss.

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