"Lynasier's followers will abandon her if they know the war is lost, give them that chance. If the city surrenders they'll ring the bells and raise the gates, please if you hear them ringing the bells call of the attack."
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Homecoming pt.2
(Age 20)
All four of them stood there as the Dothraki stood in position, one of them decide to say. "How long will this take?" What they didn't expect was a woman to walk out in a perfect black suit/dress with white hair and slim figure.
"Hello gentlemen." Daemerys said walking out of the tent. "Hello Darling, do you know who we can get this signed off to? We want them for a war." Alexander said winking at her. "I'm afraid, I won't be signing off on anything. You see they are not for sale or trade." Daemerys said firmly. "Well who runs these people?" Alexander asked. "Lady Eloise has woken up." A servant said in Daemerys ear. "Daemerys-" Eloise stated coming out of the tent. "Who is that?" Washington asked. "Eloise Bridgerton, Mr. Washington. It is an honor to meet you." Eloise said walking over. "A Bridgerton, was your father Edmund Bridgerton?" George asked. "Yes he was, both of ours. Isn't that right Daemerys?" Eloise asked as Daemerys nodded. "If Your a bridgerton then How do you control these people?" Jefferson asked. "You see if you all did your research correctly, you would've known that I was their leader." Daemerys said. "And I'm not a Bridgerton, I'm a Targaryen." She stated. "But you are a woman-" another man said in the back of the four as Drogon roared. "And yet a woman is in a higher position than you will ever be in." She said. "They are not for sale." She stated firmly as Drogon roared again. "Now, you wanted to talk business, let's talk business." She said turning around to go into a tent. "Follow Khalessi." A follower said as the men followed her.
Cherry on top, when the past Drogon he breathed a little fire making the men jump and yell in fright.
"Drogon!" Daemerys yelled at the dragon. "Corner, now." She said as the Dragon whined. "Now." She said firmly as the dragon sat down in a corner. "You can control him?" Madison asked surprised. "All 3 of them." She said sitting down at a table. "I've read about you before." Madison said sitting down. "You're that girl who gave an interview about your family." He said analyzing her face. "Interview?" Washington asked. "I have a spare." Eloise said coming in. "Eloise, if you'd like to stay then ask." Daemerys said watching Eloise hand them the paper. "May I?" Eloise asked. "You're already here, have a seat." Daemerys said as the girl sat down next to her.
The four men last around the paper like it was gold, all interested in the girl. After Washington read it, it was like his brain was working. The pieces were connecting.
"The castle fire, that was you." Washington stated. "And they said you weren't smart." She said sarcastically as the men laughed. "So." She started, leaning back in her seat. "Why should I let you take some of my people?" She asked. "Because we need them." Alexander said as she chuckled. "That's all? "Because we need them" No I reject that answer. Tell me as if I were a man. Or is that to difficult for you?" She asked as Alexander Hamilton got out of his chair storming out. "Let that be a lesson to you Eloise. Don't take no for an answer." Daemerys said as the girl nodded. "We want them, we feel it could be a beneficial arrangement between the two of us." Madison spoke. "What would benefit me?" She asked crossing her arms. "For each soldier will pay you 1 thousand dollars." Jefferson said. "How many would you need? She asked. "Only 1 thousand." Jefferson said. "That's a million dollar deal. 1000 x 1000." Daemerys said. "How big is your problem to need 1000 of the Dothraki?" She asked as the men looked to each-other. "A small war has broken out." Washington said. "Is it against the British?" Eloise asked curious. "No, against some of the- what's the right word?" Jefferson asked. "People who are not white?" Daemerys asked as he nodded.
