After successfully gaining the Unsullied from Astapor, the Targaryens moved further into Essos, wishing to speak with one of the slave masters of Yunkai.
Both Daenerys and Vaerya sat in a comfortable couch, their dragons right besides them. While Daenerys wore a long white dress with a collar attached to the middle of it, Vaerya wore an exotic blue dress that was sleeveless, having lacings of a beautiful gold and white fabrics.
While they sat in the couch, the carrier with a Noble inside was being carried by four slaves, each one having the legs of the carrier to be placed on top of their shoulders before they lowered it to the ground, the beating of the drums coming to a stop. He then walked out of the carrier, his outfit made of a white clothing, embodied with fabrics of blue and gold as he walked towards the two.
"Now comes the Noble Razdal Mo Eraz," Missandei introduced, turning towards her queens, "of that ancient and honorable House. Master of Men and Speaker to Savages, to offer terms of peace."
Razdal came closer to the two, but stopped suddenly when Drogon and Rhaegal screeched at him, warning him to keep his distance.
"Noble Lord, you are in the presence of Daenerys Stormborn of House Targaryen. Queen of The Andals and The First Men. Khalessi of The Great Grass Sea. Breaker of Chains. And Mother of Dragons. You are also in the presence of Vaerya Dragonfall of House Targaryen. The Dragon's Sister." Missandei informed.
"You may approach, sit." Daenerys welcomed, ending her line in almost a command rather than gesture.
A female Dothraki then lifted and placed a chair in front of him, backing away instantly towards the sides as Missandei walked besides him, holding a metal pitcher full of water and an empty cup.
"Will the Noble Lord take refreshment?" She asked.
He nodded silently as she then poured the water into the cup, handing it to him as she walked back to the side, having the Noble Lord to drink silently while eyeing the two Targaryens.
"Ancient and glorious is Yunkai." He began. "Our empire was old before dragons stirred in Old Valyria. Many an army has broke against our walls, you shall find no easy conquest here, Khaleesi."
Daenerys then pulled out a piece of meat from a small container, throwing it to the side as Drogon, Rhaegal, and Viserion went mad after it, spooking the Noble Lord whilst Rhaenella stayed close to Vaerya's side.
"Good," Daenerys replied, "our Unsullied need practice, I was told to blood them early."
"If blood is your desire, blood shall flow. But why?" He then asked.
"Tis true you have committed savageries in Astapor, but the Yunkai are a forgiving and generous people." He clapped his hands twice, having the four of his slaves to come forward, each pair holding a medium-sized crate. "The Wise Masters of Yunaki have sent a gift for the Silver Queen and her sister."
Once they placed it to the sides of both Targaryens, they then opened it to reveal a pile of gold stacked upon one another. Its beautiful color glistening as bright as the sun, but stirred confusion and question in Daenerys and Vaerya.
"There is far more than this awaiting you on the deck of your ship." He continued.
Daenerys raised an eyebrow. "My ship?" She asked.
"Yes, Khaleesi." He responded, almost quickly and eagerly. "As I said, we are a generous people. You shall have as many ships are you require."
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The Dragon's Sister || Game Of Thrones (Under Rewrite)
FantasyDaenerys Stormborn was born to rule the Iron Throne, to free the world from tyrants and corrupted leaders. She was destined for greatness in following her fate that was already set in stone. Vaerya Dragonfall was born to retake her family's legacy...