Chapter 64 (Patreon)
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A man entered my room without knocking, staring at me for a second with a dagger on his hand that was knocked down by one of my ravens, and unfortunately for him, I’m a soft sleeper, so as soon the dagger was on the floor I dashed at him with a swift motion barely moving, managing to seize the attacker to a wall with a knife to his throat without waking Neltharion.
I proceeded to order my Ravens to check the perimeter, as I interrogated the man.
Yawning, I whispered to his ear without missing a beat, “I was having a good dream, and you fuck it, so who the fuck are you?”
The man gulped shaking dumb with fear, “Magister Porly sent me, from Myr, I was supposed to kill you before you arrived,”
I hummed at that, how did someone manage to get within my crew and do such a thing, my ravens would’ve noticed it, then again, I don’t have as many ravens to spy Essos as I would like so things are bound to slip by, “Since when are you here?” I sized the man up, he wasn’t an assassin, no by a long shot, but was sneaky enough to be a thief.
“I… since Pentos,” The man stammered, “The plan was one would kill you, while another caused a diversion,”
Some of my crew members had been personally picked by Illyrio like the chefs and other non-combatant members of my personal and being honest with myself I don’t keep an eye on him as much as I would like, my ravens have become limited with the range they have now to cover, “Did Illryo knew about this?”
“Yes…. he and Magister Porly talked about it in the tombs of Pentos,” The man nodded with fear.
Oh, fat man, you have sealed your fate, not that it wasn’t sealed already, “I see, is there anybody else on this ship?”
“A few that I know of, but I don’t know their names or identities…. If a pair fails the other will try later,” The man answered, tears rolling down his cheeks, “We are a few because he knows you would not kill all of your crew just to purge us out,”
“Not necessarily all the crew, just the people from Pentos, but nah, I will find you guys one by one,” I smiled, cutting his throat, and in the process waking up Neltharion.
*Who was that?* Neltharion inquired yawning while stretching his legs.
“A nobody,” I yawned back, deciding I would deal with this sad attempt to kill me later, after my morning tea.
*Hmm, okay,* Neltharion said going back to sleep.
“My Khal, we captured an assassin!” One of my bloodriders shouted.
I frown it seems they have captured the diversion, just how low they think of me, sending commoners to kill me, I must at the very least the hardest men to kill. With a sigh and forgetting about my morning tea, I walk out of the room.
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“Your false king is dead!” The diversion shouted.
“Wow, don’t count the chicks before the eggs hatch,” I chuckled as I walked to the man, that by this point was extremely surprised.
“So how much were you guys paid? I mean, it must be a lot, considering…. Well, none of you would make it out of here alive,” I smiled, taking a seat.
“We do it for the greatness of the magisters!” The man spat, making my bloodriders to react by breaking his arms.
“The only great one is our Khal, and those who oppose his herd will die,” My bloodrider said with a dark smile, “Pray to your god, see if he saves you, or maybe your magister,”
“Pff, very well, kill him.” I yawned, this guy, unlike the last one I killed, was a fanatic, and that type rarely shares information.
“What do we do?” My bloodrider inquired as he cut the assassin’s head with his curved blade, probably wondering if there were more of them hiding.
“Listen up everybody, don’t trust anyone that is not a Dothraki, or an Ironborn, if you see anyone cough in a suspicious way let me know,” I shouted for everyone to hear, some of the Pentos crew was nervous, others were downright scared, and they should.
“We are to arrive at Myr in a couple of hours, I would recommend killing all the Pentosi men and women,” My bloodrider said, flashing a bright, happy smile at them.
“That would ensure we kill them all, but I like the challenge, or we can do this,” I smiled taking a step forward, “Those who come out now will be forgiven, those who don’t will be tortured once I find out, I will make sure those who don’t suffer for months before dying.”
A dead silence followed after that, but I waited, seconds turned into minutes, but eventually, three men walked forward, kneeling.
“Magister Porly has our families, please… some of us didn’t have a choice,” One of them begged.
The other two had similar reasons, and because I was a dad now, let’s say I had a soft spot for those willing to kill themselves for their families, “Very well, you three are forgiven, but for the moment being you will stay on the cells, just to avoid accidents,”
With that done, I walked to my room, but a concerning thought blasted my mind, I left Pentosi personal in Lys, my wife, my kids, almost snapping my neck I turned to one of my ravens, “Go and make sure Daenerys and my kids are safe and sound!”
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[Daenerys POV]
A few days after Ronard left, assassins tried to take my life and not only that, but they also tried to kill my babies, moments like this I’m glad Ronard is and will be overprotective of us, his animals jumped out from unseen corners to attack the assassins, from bears and horses to snakes and ravens, they all fought, helping Dacey fend them off alongside Lyanna and Jorah.
Lyanna got stabbed in the process while pushing an assassin out of the room, by tackling him, and if it wasn’t for Jorah, it would’ve been too late to notice their intents, he overheard their plan and rushed to my room waking me up and alerting Dacey just in time for her and Lyanna to fight the sixteen men off, the snakes, ravens and our new battle bears fought the men off with ease, destroying the attempt to our lives.
In the end, I was completely unharmed, and so were my babies, the only one that got hurt was poor Lyanna, who got stabbed on the arm, but the doctors said she would be fine and would make a full recovery.
“Are you alright, my queen,” Jorah asked.
“I am thanks.” I nodded, my mind still racing at the thought of my babies getting hurt, but now that the storm had calmed down, all I could think of was if my Ronard was okay, he had to, so we could burn Illyrio for this, he had to have a hand in this, and he would pay with fire and blood what he tried to do.
“Ronard will go crazy when he hears of this,” Dacey sighed.
*WHO IS NEXT BITCHES!* A bear growled, unfortunately, nobody could understand him.
*THIS IS HOW WE DO IT IN THE MOTHERLAND!* Another bear added.
*That wasssssss exxxceeeelent!” A snake hissed.
*Ravens for the win!* A Raven added.
“These animals aren’t normal,” Jorah muttered, seeing as if the animals were having a civilized conversation.
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[Nick Fury Ravenicus POV] [TWO DAYS EARLIER DURING THE MISSION - HORN RETRIEVAL]
Entering the room of the crazy-ass motherfucker was easy, and everything was going according to the plan, that was until the unstable bastard entered the room, staring at my squad, carefully lifting the horn.
He took a second to process what was happening before he rushed to stop us.
*Oh no you don’t motherfucker!* I dived him in, trying to gouge his one good eye, *Imma scratch the heck out of you bitch!*
“What is wrong with these birds!” Euron growled, slapping me away, but by the moment he managed to do so, the horn was flying out of the window.
*Bye bitch!* I cawed, flying out, giving him the bird.