A Dragon In Wolf's Clothing ~A Game of Thrones fan fiction~

Chapter Forty Eight: The Battle of Yunkai

Lyanna was late, she realised as she walked into the tent, followed by Winter. The wolf split from her as soon as they got into the tent, running for the hills to hunt and play with the dragons who were flying high in the sky. Whilst Dany's dragons were the size of small horses, Rey was still the size of Winter, growing slower than the rest, the runt of the group, not that it stopped her as she attempted to tackle Drogon in the sky. Her smaller size made her easier to train, which meant that she was smarter and better behaved than the other dragons.

"Sorry I'm late," she muttered, taking her place next to Ser Jorah and Ser Barristan. Daenerys was distracted, Darrio Naharis standin behind her, their hands interwinded as he pointed out something on a map they were all looking at. Distracted to the extent she didn't notice Lyanna's presence in the room.

"Here," he said, guiding her hand to gesture to a point on the map. "It's a back gate, my men use it when they visit Yunkai's bed slaves,"

"Your men, but not you?" Ser Jorah raised an eyebrow.

"I have no interest in slaves," he shrugged it off. "You can't make love to property," Lyanna noticed Daenerys hiding a blush at his objection to slavery.

"You reject slavery, but yet still call them your men? Isn't that objectification in its own right?" Lyanna pointed out, raising her own eyebrow. He brushed her comment off with a small laugh.

"This is where we enter the city, very few guars, they know me, they'll let me inside," Darrio continued. It sounded like he had it all planned out already, so what was the point of this meeting? He couldn't just worm his way in after one night, it wasn't right.

"We can't bring an army into the city through its back gates," Ser Barristan objected before Lyanna could get the words out, so she nodded in agreement.

"I'll kill the guards," Darrio shrugged. "I take your two best men and lead them through the back streets, then we open the front gates,"

"Or you'll kill us and then take the Yunkai gold you were promised initially," Lyanna glared at him.

"When did I mention you in this plan, Wolf Girl?" Darrio turned to face her, smirking slightly.

"You didn't, I just thought two best men, Ser Jorah and Grey Worm, and the best woman, me, considering I could disarm you in a second," She looked him square in the eye as she spoke.

"I doubt you could, but if you can disarm me, then you have nothing to worry about," he looked back at her, attempting to intimidate her. It wasn't working. "But you'll be staying here. The sight of severed heads upset you enough, a battlefield is no place for a woman,"

"This camp is no place for you but yet you're still here, I'm going with you, whether you like it or not," she glared back at him.

"Lyanna goes with you, I trust her and her skills for this," Daenerys interrupted, clearly irritated at their arguing.

Lyanna almost felt ashamed of annoying Daenerys. Almost. Part of her hated her aunt for just accepting the Second Sons into their party so quickly, especially Daario Naharis, since all he did was act like Dany's sole advisor. He found her beautiful, like everyone else. He just wanted to get into bed with her, he was just like every other man who'd seen a pretty girl, except Dany was a queen. Dany was a Queen, and no matter what she said about family, Lyanna was one of her Queens Guard, and she would protect her at all cost, even if that meant standing in the way of Darrio Naharis.

"Lyanna," Dany said, catching her arm as she began to walk out, following everyone else, the meeting now over.

"Yes, your Grace?" Lyanna remembered when Lord Stark was annoyed with Robert Baratheon and he addressed him by his title. That's just what she was doing now.