The love of a dragon

Chapter 12

Y/n POV

It was the next day as we walked through the walk of punishment where there are slaves chained to crucifix all beaten and bloodied. Jaerion stood by my side as he followed us with Daenerys at my other side and Jorah and Ser Barristan behind us. "The Walk of Punishment is a warning, your Grace." Barristan said to me. "To who?" I asked him. "To any slave who contemplates doing whatever these slave did." Barristan told me as we stopped in front of a slave. "Give me your water." Daenerys told Jaerion who immediately gave her the water. "Khaleesi, this man has been sentenced to death." Jorah told her. "Let her, Ser Jorah." I told him. She went up to the slave and offered him water but he refused to drink. "Leave this place, your Grace. Leave tonight, I beg you." Barristan pleaded to me. "And what is she to do for soldiers?" Jorah asked him as I helped Daenerys down.

"We can find sell swords in Pentos and Myr." Barristan told him. "Is it 'we' already, Ser Barristan?" Jorah asked him as he turned to me. "If you want to sit on the throne your ancestors built, you must win it. That will mean blood on your hands before the thing is done." Jorah told me as Daenerys gave back Jaerion's water. "The blood of our enemies, not the blood of innocents." Daenerys told him before walking away with me and Jaerion behind her. Jorah and Barristan followed us as Jorah kept talking to Ser Barristan. "How many wars have you fought in, Ser Barristan?" Jorah asked him. "Three." Barristan answered. "Have you ever seen a war where innocents didn't die by thousands?" Jorah asked him but I didn't hear an answer from him.

"I was in Kings landing after the sack, your Grace, khaleesi. You know what I saw? Butchery. Babies, children, old men. More women raped than you can count. There's a beast in every man and it stirs when you put a sword in his hand. But the unsullied are not men. They do not rape. They do not put cities to the sword unless they're ordered to do so. If you buy them, the only men they'll kill are those you want dead." Jorah explained to us as we kept walking. "Do you disagree, Ser Barristan?" I asked him as I heard him sigh. "When your brother Rhaegar led his army into battle at the trident, men died for him because they believed in him, because they loved him, not because they'd been bought at a slaver's auction. I fought beside the last dragon on that day, your Grace. I bled beside him." Barristan explained to me. "Rhaegar fought valiantly, Rhaegar fought nobly, and Rhaegar died." Jorah said.

"Did you know him well, Ser Barristan?" Daenerys asked him. "I did, your Grace. Finest man I ever met." Barristan said to her. "I wish I had known him. But he was not the last dragon." Daenerys said as we went up to a building where Kraznys and other masters are but me and Daenerys have a plan. We told the translator we wanted all the unsullied and she looked at us shocked. "All? Did this one's ears mishear, your Grace?" She asked me. "They did not. I want to buy them all." I told her as Daenerys stood beside me. "She wants to buy them all." She translated for Kraznys. "She can't afford them. The slut thinks she can flash her tits, and make us give her whatever she wants." Kraznys said as he looked at Daenerys. I see Jaerion grip his sword as he understood what his queen has been called. "There are 8,000 unsullied in Astapor. Is this what you mean by all?" The woman asked me. "Yes. 8,000. And the ones still in training as well." I told her as she translated for the masters.

"If they fail on the battlefield, they will shame Astapor." One of the master said. "Master Greizhen says they cannot sell half-trained boys. If they fail on the battlefield, they will bring shame upon all of Astapor." The woman told us. "I will have them all to take none. Many will fall in battle. I'll need the boys to pick up swords they drop." Daenerys told her as the women translated. "The slut cannot pay for all of this." Kraznys said. "Master Kraznys says you cannot afford this." The woman said. "Her ship will buy her 100 unsullied, no more, and this because I like the curve of her ass." Kraznys said as he stared at Daenerys body making me glare at him. "Master Kraznys says you cannot afford this. Your ship will buy you 100 unsullied. Because master Kraznys is generous." The woman said to us. "What is left will buy her 10. I will give her 20 if it stops her ignorant whimpering. Her Dothraki smell of shit, but may be useful as pig feed." Kraznys said.