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chapter 5

Chapter 5

274 AC

4 miles from the City of Pentos

Legion Camp

It had taken weeks but his Legions had finally made it to the Narrow Sea from here they would sail to the Stepstones and do what Damien Targaryen could not Conquer and hold all of the Stepstones and they were in luck the current leader of the majority of the islands and sent or was sending most of his ships to aid in the current war for the Disputed Lands meaning they were now without much Naval support.

For days now the legions had been loading their ships with supply's however only half of their forces were going to the Stepstones the other half would remain behind to protect the camp then come along once the war was over.

Daeron's P.O.V

Soon all my plans would come true once I dreamed of Claiming the Stepstones for House Targaryen in Honour of My Father but now He could Burn in the Seven Hell's for all I cared, him and Rhaegar.

As I sat here next to Balerion I could not help but Marvel at the Site the Black Dread or at least a younger version of him was alive once more One of Lady Death's final Gifts for me the other I did not know all I did know was I would find it when I returned to the lands of my Blood.

Why in the Seven Hell's did death have to be so cryptic that could mean a number of places Summerhall, Dragonstone, Kings Landing, hell even the Freehold Itself I rubbed my eyes in frustration of which Balerion must have picked up on as his head turned towards me giving me a Playful nudge which knocked me over Despite being a Full-grown Dragon he Acted like a child it was Nice unfortunately that was ended when I saw 2 of my men Dragging a man across the camp towards me.

I was Back on my Throne by the time the 2 men dropped their Prisoner on his Knees before me.

"Your grace we found this man just outside the camp he had these to chest on his Horse however we don't know what's in Them as there is no Key." spoke one of the men in Valyrian to Confuse the Prisoner he wore a Northern Style Armor but no House Markings how very interesting looking down at the man with curiosity I asked him.

"So, Northman what brings you to Essos Especially to my Camp"

He looked at me with a bit of small amount of relief but also Fear the Fear was understandable he was feet away From a Dragon who wouldn't be Scared.

"Your grace My name is Rylan snow Bastard Son of Lord glover of Deepwood Motte." Well, that was strange nodding at him to continue he did.

"I originally was to join the Nights Watch however that night at Castle Black the maester called me and told me about a rumour in the east the Exiled son of Aerys Targaryen now commanded an Army and was planning to form a new Kingdom for himself he sent me to aid you in your Mission along with these Chests."

Well that was a Shock Great Uncle Aemon sent Aid, The only Member of my so-called Family to do so and he was old frail and blind, not to mention he was stuck up at Castle Black looking down at the chests my guards were right it did not have a normal lock But a Blood lock an old magical lock from the times of the Old Empire it put a smile on my face if anyone knew how to use these things it was Aemon.

Normal P.O.V

The people watched as there King pulled a dagger from his belt and cut his palm rubbing the now bloody hand over the chests only to be shocked that they unlocked Daeron opened the first to find the gift of 4 Dragon eggs perfectly Preserved even Balerion seemed interested as he sniffed them and gave a very pleased noise at seeing them most likely he could sense the Dragons inside them.

It was when there King opened the 2nd chest that's they saw him freeze in shock with a shaking hand he withdrew a sword pulling it from its sheath the blackened Steel made it instantly recognizable as Valyrian Steel however to Daeron it was far more than a simple blade it's long slim Handel its golden crossguard looking a lot like flames with a red Jewel in the Middle and its pommel was shaped to resemble Fire. One guard stepped forward.

"your Grace is something that matter with the Blade"

Daeron's P.O.V

"Your grace is something the matter with the Blade". I heard one of my men say off to the side of me I could only shake my head I Held in my hand a very important Weapon one my Father would have killed for how much would I have paid to see his reaction to me having it if he knew standing up to look at my people I addressed them in the Common Tongue for the sake of the Northerner.

"My people this brave man has travelled from the Wall in the North of Westeros to us carrying a very Important package from a member of my Family 4 Dragon eggs and this Sword."

I could see their confusion, so I carried on. "This blade has a proud History it helped Conquer the Seven Kingdoms and now it will Help us Conquer the Stepstones my Friends I present to you Dark-Sister the sword of Visenya Targaryen Wife on the Conqueror Mother of Maegor".

That got their attention Having the Legendary Blade wielded by their King would boost their Moral even higher than it was Turing to Rylan I spoke loudly for all to Here.

"you have served me well Rylan I offer you a place in My Army fight for me and I will Reward you handsomely I might even legitimize You if you prove your loyalty are you willing to do that."

Everyone was quiet as they waited for the young man's response, he rose to a kneeling position placing his fist across his heart.

" I Rylan snow Bastard of Deepwood Motte do Pledge Myself to The service Of Daeron Targaryen 3rd of his name Dragon Lord of the East until Death or he no longer sees fit to use me In the Light of the Old Gods I do so Swear."

The cheers from the crowd Echoed across the Camp Balerion's roar soon drowned it out but not by much signalling him to Rise.

"We have a lot to do my Friend Get yourself to the Blacksmith Get yourself equipped and meet me in the War Tent near the docks."

As he ran off to do his task my eyes Drifted back down to Dark-Sister and smiled I would have to Write to Aemon and Thank him After we Took the Stepstones I would be Leaving a few hours Before the Fleet to Teach the Pirates on Bloodstone the Meaning of My House's Words Fire and Blood.