The Fury Of The Storm

Second Sons Part 1

Yunkai - Daenerys' camp

Davion, Daenerys, Ser Jorah and Ser Barriston was watching as the army that Razdal mo Eraz spoke of, Davion had come to Daenerys and told her that he knows who they are. At present the four were spying on them.

"Men who fight for gold have neither honor nor loyalty," Ser Barriston said. "They cannot be trusted."

"They can be trusted to kill of they're well paid," Ser Jorah said. "The Yunkish are paying them well."

"Ser Jorah is right," Davion spoke up. "Any man who's paid well will kill whomever you ask, your grace."

"You know these men?" Daenerys asked Davion.

"Only by the broken swords on their banners." Ser Jorah interjected.

"Davion?" Daenerys asked again.

"They're called the 'Second Sons'," Davion said. "They're a company led by a Braavosi named Mero 'The Titans Bastard'. They used to join the fighting pits...if master Kraznys paid them well."

"Is he more titan or bastard?" Daenerys asked.

"He's a dangerous man, Khaleesi," Jorah said. "They all are."

"Not dangerous enough against us, Ser Jorah." Davion said.

"How many men?" The queen asked.

"Two thousand, your grace," Davion said. Armored and mounted.

"Enough to make a difference?" She asked and Davion shook his head. "It's hard to collect wages from a corpse. I'm sure the sellswords prefer to fight l for the winners side."

"I imagine you're right." Ser Jorah said.

"I'd like to talk to the Titans Bastard about winning." Daenerys said.

"He may not agree to meet." Ser Barriston pointed out.

He will," Davion spoke up. "But a man who fights for gold can't afford to lose..." He looked at Daenerys. "To a queen." Daenerys averted her gaze from Davion and blushed. "I'll go to him myself."

A few hours later, the three captains of the Second Sons came into the tents that had

"Your Grace," Ser Barriston spoke up. "Allow me to present the captains of the Second Sons." He started to introduce them. "Mero of Braavos, Prazdahl na Ghezn...and..." He looked at the younger captain, not being able to remember his name.

"Dario Naharis." He introduced himself.

Mero then stepped forward. "So you are the Mother of Dragons?" He asked. "I swear I fucked you once in a pleasure house in Lys."

"Mind your tongue." Ser Jorah warned.

"Why?" Mero inquired. "I didn't mind hers." We walked closer and sat next to Daenerys. She raised her hand to calm Jorah down. "She licked my arse like she was born to do it. He flicked his tongue." Davion was disgusted by this man, but remained calm, he trusted that Daenerys would call on him if she needed him. "You, slave girl, bring wine."

"We have no slaves here." Daenerys said.

"You'll all be slaves after the battle if I don't save you," Mero said and looked at Daenerys. "Take your clothes off and sit on Meros lap, and I may give you my Second Sons."

"Give me your Second Sons and I may not have you gelded." Daenerys challenged and looked at Ser Barriston. "Ser Barriston how many men fight for the Second Sons?"

"Under two thousand, your grace." Ser Barriston answered.

"We have more, do we not?" She inquired.

"Ten thousand, Unsullied." Ser Barriston said.