The Dragon's Sister || Game Of Thrones (Under Rewrite)

A Dragon Is Not A Slave

When the doors opened to where the exchange would occur, no one said a word. Daenerys and Vaerya led the others that followed them into the heart of the city. Their plan was to exchange Drogon, Daenerys's black dragon, for the Unsullied. It was rumored to be one of the best armies in Essos, owned by the Slave Masters of Astapor. Though he originally kept a cold, demeanor eye on the two, Kraznys mo Nakloz allowed to give the two sisters the Unsullied in exchange for one of their dragons.

   When they entered the area, Kraznys remained standing with one of the Slave Masters standing by. In his left hand held the gold whip, the object that signified the ownership of the army. While Daenerys began to walk towards him, the leader of the Unsullied continued to speak in High Valyrian.

   Missendei, the slave girl that accompanied her former-master until she was bought by Daenerys, translated it for the two to understand.

   "The Master says they are untested. He says you would be wise to blood them early. There are many similar cities between here and there, cities ripe for sacking," she said,

   But while Daenerys and Vaerya ignored the Slave Master's cold, harsh words, everyone around them became immediately interested in what was hidden in the crate that two Dothraki men carried. None had seen a dragon in any of their lives, and they would grow more curious when they would see it.

   "Should you take captives, the Masters will buy the healthy ones and for a good price. And who knows. In 10 years, some of the boys you sent them may be Unsullied in their return." Missendei continued as they met Kraznys within a few steps.

   Daenerys turned around and began walking to the crate where Drogon was, having Vaerya to move aside.

   As Daenerys unlocked the crate, she lowered the mouth of it down to allow the black dragon to exit on his own will without being forced. He then took flight into the air but was held down by a chain that wrapped around his left foot.

   Everyone grew more curious at the small creature that one would day become a beast that once ruled the lands long ago. Within heavy heartbeats, Daenerys handed the bottom of the chain to Kraznys, who hesitantly took it while still in shock.

   But once he was handed over to another, Drogon became agitated, stressed while continuing to screech loudly. Though he found it hard to handle a young, strong dragon, Kraznys then immediately handed Daenerys the golden whip.

   Studying it for a while, The Mother of Dragons then spoke. "Is it done then? They belong to me?"

   Missendei translated her new mistress's question to her former-master. Kraznys replied in the High Valyrian language, gloating and smiling in greed at the beast he now controlled.

   "It is done. You hold the whip." She translated for the two, but refused when her Master would dare say his last, mocking sentence to her new owner.

   "Shez barao shez se-a azeera shan-tiak." (The bitch has her army.)

   Daenerys stared coldly at him, but the Slave Owner paid no attention to her, only to his new prize he would gloat on about for days to come.

   With the whip in hand, Daenerys stepped down the stairs followed by Vaerya at her side, trying not to choke when hearing her child's screams. Jorah looked at her, uncertain if this was indeed her plan; to trade the very thing that would grant her the Iron Throne.

   Vaerya stopped at the end of the stairs, allowing her sister to look at the thousands of numbers she now commanded. Even if she had a true Khalasar, the strength and numbers the Unsullied were in wouldn't even match the tyranny a Dothraki Khalasar would have.