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( ACT II; age of the dragon. ) ⟵ ◊ ⟶ chapter 1: astapor.
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OCEAN mist blew past Daenerys' face, bringing on salt and crisp air scents. Aboard the ship acquired with Xaro's riches, they were bound for Astapor and not far from it. It had been some weeks since they'd left Qarth, making their along the coast of Essos to reach the slaver city in search of an army. She was not the most pleased knowing they were in search of soldiers who were slaves, but Vaegon had promised the troops would be treated fairly.
Daenerys watched as Drokar, Haelyx, and Rhaellor dove into the sea and caught fishing, flying back into the air to roast their catch mid-air with their flames. She smirked at the marvel they had grown into, nearly three times the size and growing bigger every day. Nearing the size of large dogs, she knew they would grow into massive beasts.
"They still amaze me to this day," Ser Jorah commented as he came to stand with her at the edge of the railing.
"I still marvel at the reality that we have them," Daenerys replied. She chuckled as Rhaellor and Haelyx bumped into each other, causing each of the dragons to hiss in annoyance and begin a chase carried out in the sails above them.
"One day, they will tower over buildings and swallow cattle whole," Jorah remarked jokingly. "The Seven Kingdoms will tremble at the sight."
"They're still not large enough to use in war yet," Vaegon said as he appeared, walking up the steps to the upper deck where Daenerys and Jorah were.
"That is why we are here," Ser Jorah told the king. "The warrior-eunuchs known as the Unsullied are trained here in Astapor. They are said to be among the finest soldiers in the known world."
"They are still slave soldiers," Daenerys pointed out. "A distinction that may be viewed negatively in Westeros."
"Have you any better idea?" Vaegon asked her. "We are in a tight spot, Dany. We have no other options."
"I pray this excursion in Astapor goes by quickly, then," Daenerys sighed. "I would much prefer to expand my Khalasar."
Their attention was turned toward the lower deck, where many of the Dothraki were sickly and vomiting from seasickness. Vaegon chuckled at the sight.
"They are not built for the sea, it seems," he laughed.
"Other Dothraki will only join if they think you are strong, Khaleesi," Jorah told her. "For that, you need an army."
Daenerys frowned to herself at the truth. They needed this army if they were planning on getting anywhere.
Eventually, they arrive at the docks of Astapor and navigate their way to the Unsullied barracks. Daenerys is still disgusted with the thought of their army being made up of slaves, but she still comes along.
