The love of a dragon

Chapter 23

Y/n POV

I stayed in mine and Dany's chamber with Jacaerys who really wants his mother. He knows something happened and wants to be with her. I hear a roar outside and I immediately know it's Ysera wanting to see her rider and could feel his emotions. I carried Jacaerys out of the balcony and see Ysera there waiting for us. Jacaerys cries ceased once he saw his dragon who leaned into him as he petted her softly. All our dragons are growing very fast when I let them live out in the caves where they would hunt their own food. I carried Jacaerys out to the throne room where I see Tyrion, Daario and Ser Jorah are sitting on the steps.

I looked over at the three men who were silent when I came in. Daario and Ser Jorah bowed while Tyrion sat there and gave me a nod. Then Tyrion spoke up as he stared at Jorah. "You love her, don't you?" Tyrion asked Jorah. "How could you not? Of course it's hopeless for you. A disgraced knight. You weren't fit for consort for the queen. But we always want the wrong woman. Only Y/n since the Targaryens have been inbreeding for hundreds of years to keep their Valyrian blood pure." Tyrion said. Daario looked at me and then at Jorah. "Does he always talk so much?" Daario asked the man.

I hear footsteps coming towards us and I see Missandei helping Greyworm walking. Greyworm looked at me and Jacaerys. "My king, my young prince." Greyworm greeted us. I smiled at the commander of the unsullied. Greyworm then looked at Jorah with a glare. "Jorah the Andal." Greyworm said. "Torgo Nudho." Jorah said to him. Greyworm looked over at me. "Your Grace, he should not be here." Greyworm told me. "No, but he is." I said to him as Jacaerys kept playing with my hair.

"You and our queen ordered him exiled from city." Greyworm said. "I know, but he is useful for now. Your queen and I would be dead if it wasn't for him saving all of us." I told him. "It's true. And I would be dead if not for the little man." Missandei told Greyworm. "Dwarf. I believe that's the word. Apologies my Valyrian is a bit nostril." Tyrion said. I hummed impressed with the small man with his Valyrian but he made a mistake on the last part. "A bit rusty." Missandei corrected him. "Puñila. Thank you." Tyrion said.

"I am sorry, your Grace. Sorry I not there to fight for my king and queen." Greyworm apologized to me. "You have nothing to apologize for Greyworm, you were injured and needed time to heal from your wounds." I assured him. "You missed a good scrap." Daario said a making me give him a look as he backed down. "None of that matters now. The longer we sit here bantering, the longer my wife is out there in the wilderness with my unborn child." I told them. "She's right. Both the dragons headed north. If we're going to find her, that's where we'll have to go." Tyrion said.

I looked at him. "We? You're a Lannister. The king intends to remove your family from power." Jorah told him. "And I intend to help her do it." Tyrion said. "You've been here for how many days now? I've fought for her and the king for years. Since both of them was a little more than a child." Jorah told him. "You betrayed them." Tyrion argued as Jacaerys started whimpering a bit so I took him to my chambers as a wet nurse followed me. I set him down in our bed making him calm as he heard Ysera roar. I turned to the wet nurse. "Watch him for me, I need to bring my queen back." I told her.

"Yes, your Grace." The wet nurse said as she bowed to me. I got ready and grabbed my sword and walked out the room and to the throne room where the three men are still arguing. "Forgive me, but why would we bring you?" Daario asked Tyrion. "Pardon?" Tyrion asked. "Have you ever tracked animals in the wilderness?" Daario asked him. I stood next to Greyworm silently watching them bicker. "Not precisely, but I have other skills that would be very useful." Tyrion said. "Can you fight?" Daario asked him. "I have fought. I don't claim to be a great warrior." Tyrion said.

"Are you good on a horse?" Daario asked again. "Middling." Tyrion answered. "So mainly you talk." I spoke up. "And drink. I've survived so far." Tyrion said. "Which I respect, but you would not help us on this expedition. You would help us here in Meereen, though. Besides the King, none of us have experience governing a city except for him." Daario said as he looked at me and Jorah. He then looked at Tyrion. "You want to prove your value to the king and queen? Prove it right here in Meereen." Daario told him.

"He's a foreign dwarf that barely speaks the language. Why would the Meereenese listen to him?" Jorah asked Daario. "They wouldn't. They will listen to Greyworm." I said. "I'll come with you, my king. I'll find our queen." Greyworm told me. "You are not strong enough to go anywhere." Missandei told him. "I am." Greyworm told her. "He is. He's the toughest man with no balls I ever met." Daario said as I gave him a look to shut the fuck up. I then turned to Greyworm. "But you still can't go. The people believe in you. They know you speak for me and Dany." I told him.

"It's true. Only the unsullied can keep the peace in Meereen. If you leave, half this city will consume the other half." Missandei told him. "And Missandei. Me and the queen trusts no one more than Missandei. You're the queen's and I's closest confidant, the commander of the unsullied, and a foreign dwarf with a scarred face." I said. "Good fortune, my friends. Meereen is ancient and glorious. Try not to ruin her." Daario said. "Let's go." I said walking away with Jorah and Daario behind me. We grabbed our horses and got on to ride and find my sister-wife.

We rode on not saying anything as I'm too busy worrying for my wife and unborn child. I hope both of them are okay and safe, if not I will rain fire and blood on those who hurt them. We rode on before we found a spot that has bones on it, most likely from both Drogon and Aegon. I got off my horse to inspect the area with Daario and Jorah not far from me. "Goat?" Daario asked. "Ram." Jorah said. I picked up one of the bones from an animal.

"You think our friends got them?" Daario asked us. "Don't know anything else that can melt a ram's horn." Jorah said. "It's most likely the dragons hunting out here for their meals." I told them. "We're on the right path, then." Daario said as me and Jorah got back on our horses. We kept on riding as I keep on looking out for anything to find Daenerys while Daario keeps talking to Jorah. "Perhaps she's tired of being queen. I don't think she likes it very much." Daario said. "She's too smart to like it." Jorah said.

"Maybe she's flown somewhere else, somewhere far away from men like us." Daario said as I kept riding ahead. "I've been all over the world. There's no escaping men like us." Jorah told him. "There's no escaping her, eh? Ain't that right, your Grace?" Daario said to me. "Can you please stop talking, the faster we find her, the faster we get back to Mareen." I told him. "Your Grace." They said. They both talked quietly making me sigh in relief at their useless talks. I then see something in the distance so I made my horse gallop faster to that area.

The dirt was mess with a circle full of hooves both men stopped beside me. "An army?" Daario asked us. "Not an army." I said kinda panicking. "A horde." Jorah said as we walked closely. I got off my horse as Daario held my horse's reigns as I walked closely with Jorah behind me. I looked at Daario who already looked at me, concern etched in both our faces. "Dothraki?" He asked us. I see Jorah pick something up and it looks like it's from a Dothraki before he looked at me. "They have her, your Grace." Jorah told me.

I clenched my fist angrily, fire burning in my veins. "They are probably heading to Vaes Dothrak." Jorah told us. "Why?" I asked him. "It's where all the widows of the khals go there, to spend the rest of their days." Jorah told me. "Then we must ride to Vaes Dorthak." I told them before getting on my horse, Jorah getting on his and rode off to Vaes Dothrak to get my wife back.