Chapter 26: Chapter 26
After making himself known Cyrus finally had a chance to scan the crowd as a whole and his face grimaced. He looked at the bride and the man beside her then to the Groom, noticing the big guy sizing him up he ignored then looked at the crowd.
"Hold on, are the ones who are dressed like the big fella all with him while the others with the bride?" He questioned aloud but didn't get a response, well one he understood anyway.
Viserys was the first to respond, being the last one to rid himself of the intimidation effects.
"My sister for an army, now unhand my loyal servant or face the dragon."
Hearing that it finally clicked who the pair was, he had never met a Targaryen that he knew of till now.
'His servant? What the bloody hell? Screw this I dont have time for this, time for cheat mode.' With a thought he uses the priest ability [Mind Vision] and [Soothe Mind] and read thru Harwoods and Viserys minds finding out about the Bolton's and Barbrey Dustin's secret alliance with Tywin, but due to her not happy that her and Roose being second fiddle and would only gain his full support once he knew an alliance impossible with my own, by Sylvanas' perfect ass I got to get home. Could be more to Bran's accident than a simple fall.' Anger building in his vains. 'Damn, being a Paladin and Warrior is a questionable combo. One runs off rage the other righteous fury, the combination almost hard to control.' Taking a few breaths to ready himself.
"Ah the exiled prince and princess, forgive me but I can't hold my question any longer, I must know. Has anyone ever told you that you have a very punchable face?"
Hearing the question from the unknown person Viserys face contorted in rage, no one had ever spoken to him in such a manner. Before he could go spouting his rhetoric, Cyrus used [Blink] combined with [Haymaker] right to Viserys's face, knocking him back into the stunned crowd.
Cyrus got ready to fight but saw Drogo stop all the shirtless people with a raise of his hand. All freezing in place, showing levels of discipline rarely seen.
"Well that confirms it", turning to look at Daenerys he continued, "may want to run along unless you plan on dying with them. Oh and sorry about your brother, almost a week ago I saw a guy with the same condition as your brother. You know? Punchable face syndrome? Well I couldn't punch him considering he was a prince and seeing your brother so soon it just happened, now go on it's about to get the show started. But now its confirmed, definitely giving him a punch in the face next time, like that other guy he probably deserves it. Now if I don't get home quick my mother will kill me." Then he put all his attention on Drogo not caring if the princess left, he did warn her after all.
While all this was going on Drogo was watching as Magistrate Mopatis translated everything.
After hearing the translation Drogo started laughing and spoke loadly for all his horde to hear, causing much laughter amongst the Dothraki.
"He said you don't have to worry about your mother, for if you put up a good enough fight after he burys you he may go find her and give her a ride too." Magistrate Mopatis made sure to translate word for word, he recognized Cyrus from the reports he received from the Spider. He felt this the best time to rid them of the most dangerous wolf, he was surrounded by one of the most powerful Dothraki Khals to date and he had his best warriors here for the wedding which wasn't completed yet.
So as he translated to Drogo what was being said he was also telling him of the stories of him being undefeated in battle and the greatest warrior of his land, knowing Drogo loved fighting the strongest.
Hearing the translation the fire in Cyrus' eyes burned, seeing Drogo not take him seriously by stabbing his sword in the ground and puffing out his chest, he was a bit bigger than Cyrus and altho big for his age Drogo was quite a bit older and experienced. Cyrus while keeping and eye on the others, seeing them not move and attack in a group he decided to stick to honour than too.
"You obviously don't know my mother, I am-" Cyrus started to introduce himself but Drogo dashed forward bare handed thinking he would rush him and just overpower the boy.
Irritated at being interrupted he did as he did to Viserys, using [Blink] and [Haymaker] launching Drogo back while stunning him.
"Aaand that's why you don't underestimate your opponen-" Just as he wanted to make a smart comment he heard a massive amount of arrows leaving bows.
After he disappeared and reappeared again knocking Drogo down, they thought him dead not stunned so his blood riders called for all out assault the Dothraki present all released arrows and went kamikaze style into the fray.
Just as he was about to [Blink] to avoid the rain of arrows, he sensed the little princess behind him still.
He quickly used the priest [Power Word: Shield] mixed with his words to her,
"I said go, NOW!" Turning back with not much time he quickly equipped his favorite twin one handed swords the [Warglaive's of Azzinoth], every melee classes wet dream even after they became obsolete they were still level 60. Using the warrior abilities [Whirlwind] and [Cleave] he was able to parry all but a few arrows, a few had cut him splashing a bit of blood on the dragon eggs sitting in a chest behind him in front of Daenerys. He didn't notice though because he was way to furious. He knew even if she was still there he had shielder her, but he hoped she did escape after cause of what he planned next out of fury.
"Wanna attack indiscriminately? I thought this was honorable, well let me show you what happens when you wanna take it that far." Using a combination of the shamans [Elemental Mastery] and [Fire Elemental] with the druids [Cyclone] and [Starfall] then sprinkle the mages [Flame Strike] and [Pyroblast], well needless to say by the time it was over he saw nothing but ashes.
'Damn, maybe I went a little overboard with that experiment. Well he did threaten mother.' Turning to leave he froze in place not because he saw Daenarys still in her chair she was sitting in from the start with wide eyes, or the simple fact she was naked. No he froze at the sight of three baby dragons drapped across Daenerys naked body. Everything else was ash, except the two staring at eachother, Daenarys sitting on the ground due to the chair was burned up.
'Shit. Hell yeah baby dragons! Finally!' he went to pet the dragons but they hissed at him telling him to back off.
Stunned thinking he would get a pet dragon he tried to use the hunters [Tame] ability, but after trying on all three the same feeling came to him each time. He couldn't bond with them for he had no Targaryen bloodline and these dragons were Targaryen dragons, he didn't meet the requirements. Depressed he started to leave, he really wanted a dragon but he would have to search for an egg that wasn't tied to any bloodline. Before he got far Daenarys grabbed his arm, stopping him.
"Take me with you." Daenarys pleaded. She begged her brother not to go thru with the wedding but he didn't listen and forced her. She was afraid of what was going to happen after the wedding was over. But now her brother was dead, turned to ash along with all those Dothraki and now she had three dragons that she felt a very strong connection to one and a weak one with the other two.
"Not like that you aren't. Shit, mother would skin me alive if I brought you like this." Cyrus said with a red face finally truly realizing she was naked.
Quickly producing a robe for her to wear he begins creating a portal.
"Okay First, sorry for killing everyone at your wedding including your brother but that ex hubbys comment about mother was.... uncalled for. Next, no time to explain follow me and not a word about what happened here, got it?" Cyrus quickly gave a run thru.
"My brother wasn't a true dragon, true dragons cant be burned." Daenarys replied with a nod agreeing to the mans requests, she felt a closeness to him, like a light in a dark cave, and she had nowhere else to go anyway.
Seeing her agree he opened a portal to Winterfell, the image of his home appearing like a window in space.
Daenarys just stared bewildered at the sight,
"Is that your home?" she asked with amazement.
"Aye, now come it's kind of an emergency. Now remember, no massacre at a wedding. Shit now that I say it out loud, God you better keep shut or I'll..... grill one of those lizards, yeah? Got it?.."
he worriedly asked and sighed after receiving her confirmation.
They walked forward disappearing into the portal and away from Pentos. Shortly after leaving heads began popping up from stalls one by one all looking at where Magistrate Mopatis' mansion used to be.
Stories quickly spread of a young man with silver hair and grey eyes, wearing all black leather armor with the symbol of a direwolf above his heart and on his shoulder pads, raining fireballs from the sky and creating flaming tornados that wroght destruction upon the Magistrate and all the Dothraki present by himself. Hell on Earth. Then said he snatched the bride who he had impregnated with dragons and he took her away after she had the baby dragons.
This would be yet another misunderstanding that he would eventually need to clarify with his mother when word reaches the North months later.
While Varys and the Citadel both separately planned to kill Cyrus Stark first chance they could when they themselves get word of what happened.
Varys especially due to Magistrate Mopatis was his ally and now Cyrus Stark had the key to the Iron throne so once news of what happened does reach him, he will do whatever it takes to get his puzzle piece back under his control.
While both Roose Bolton and Barbrey Dustin begin to feel some pressure, especially Barbrey due to Roose not knowing about her allying with the Targaryens and Dorne behind his back. Winter is Coming.
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