The shores of Kingslanding welcome home the Iron Fleet of Euron Greyjoy accompanied by an army cladded in gold, The Golden Company. Iron and Gold march up the shores of Westeros and rest around the walls of Kingslanding as if forming another wall of protection around the weakened capital. From the swarm of gold three figures emerge, two gold, one iron. Euron Greyjoy; King of the Iron Island, Admiral of the Iron Fleet and betrothed to The Queen. Along with two generals of The Golden Company
Two men in Golden Armour, one old and one young. The older is Darnis Rok, veteran fighter of The Golden Company whom has been its general for over 20 years. He has haunting hazel eyes with a scar going across his face barely missing his left eye, it starts just above his eyebrow and it's end is hidden underneath a thick yet short grey beard, the only hair on his very bold head. For his age he is in good shape and size matching the much younger Euron in height as they march into the gates of the castle. He was once a fierce fighter known throughout Easteros but as of recent years the general of the Golden Company lost his flare and simply became a wise general of whoever paid the most.
They walk down the Iron Road past Gendry's old smith and Littlefinger's old brothel all still scorched from the explosion of the grand sept and all in view of the Castle and hence in the view of Cersi.
The younger Jackar Rok, the much younger brother of Darnis. He was everything his brother was, but taller, stronger and with even more fire then his brother had in his long experience of battle in Easteros as well has having far more arrogance. He was almost a foot taller than the average man and taller than his brother besides him. He had piercing blue eyes and long brown hair stopping at his broad shoulders. He had no marks, abrasions or scars on his skin. His brother joked that he had the face of baby, as his skill in combat meant he had evaded any marks to his pretty face.
They approaches the throne room where Cersi sits waiting for them to enter, she is next to her hand, Oyburn, the General of her army, Kevan and Lord Commander of the Kings Gaurd, The Mountain. The the cages around the pillars are lit, a constant reminder to those who enter of Cersi's love of wildfire and the death of any who opposed her, yet to Cersi it is a reminder of Daenerys and her fire breathing Dragon's.
Arrogance radiated of Jackar body creating an unbreakable field of his ego. Yet once they entered the throne room, this field was shattered and replaced with the solitary feeling of death. Cersi sat heavily pregnant on the Iron Throne still wearing black as she morns her children. Euron apparently immune to Cersi's aurora of death approaches the throne close enough for the Mountain to move forward yet not close enough for him to draw his sword. "My Queen" Euron announces as he bows his head "another gift in your efforts to kill the dragon bitch and my cockless nephew". Cersi smiles "Welcome to my Kingdom, I trust you are ready to fight, my uncle, Kevan will lead your army into battle". "With respect my Queen" Darnis approaches the throne as he says "I have lead the Golden Company into many a battle all under my command for several years, all victorious, all under my command, not under the command of a man who doesn't have an army left". Kevan outraged at this remark draws his sword and approaches Darnis who is un-phased by the oncoming attacker. "I'll cut you down right here before you speak ill to me again!" Kevan yells. "Now now" Cersi snaps forcing Keven to holt in his attacks. "Really" Jackar inputs to Kevan "You and what army, because my army is huge, wonderful, admired by fair ladies across the land, where as yours is a bit small" he holds gestures with his fingers how small their army is and then looks down as Kevan's crotch. Euron chuckles but Kevan is not amused and re-begins his assault "you petulant boy!" Raging at the Rok's. He is halted in his tracks by the sharp sound of the monstrous sword of the Mountain's, being removed from his sheath. "You will remain the General's of the Golden Company, but you will follow my will" Cersi rarely compromises but on this rare occasion she must in order the keep the throne she loves so much. "As you wish my Queen" Darnis agrees as he starts to leave in order the ready his troops. "What of the army of the dead?" Jackar questions intriguing Darnis as he turns to wait for a response. "Nothing more than Wildlings in costumes" Oyburn responds. "Wildlings that kill and resurrect a Dragon?" Jackar further Questions that silences the room and draws the further attention of Darnis "one does hear stories" he adds. "And stories is all they are, Darnis prepare your troops, you march immediately" Cersi orders. "Yes my Queen" Darnis begins to leave again not followed by his brother. "Jackar!" Darnis barks at his brother who is still in locked eyes with Cersi "Jackar!". Finally he follows as the Golden Generals ready their armies to march north
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Game of Thrones: Golden Ice
FanfictionDuring season 8 of Game of Thrones The Golden Company arrive on the shores of Westeros loyal to Cersi not willing to listen to the warnings of the living about the impending doom of the white walkers, a mistake that will prove to be costly