Chapter 62

Daario and Daenerys were very much engaged in more coupling, of course, when I intruded upon them once again. Missandei, Grey Worm, and Ser Barristan quickly joined us before they realized who it was and who was with me. Ser Barristan immediately recognized Varys, Tyrion, and Jorah, making him scowl as he wasn’t a great admirer of these men. I chuckled before I looked him in the eye to glamor him and the others.

“Queen Daenerys, Ser Barristan, Captain Daario, Captain Grey Worm, and Lady Missandei, look at me. You will not refuse the services of Lord Varys, Lord Tyrion Lannister, or Ser Jorah Mormont. You will not banish Ser Jorah again. You will forgive him, as he is far too useful and he changed from a spy to a loyal captain. You will have to work together to crush the Sons of the Harpy. You will release Rhaego and Viserion, too. You’ll need those dragons more than ever.

“Also, Ser Jorah, Lord Varys, and Lord Tyrion aided me in slaying and deposing the Triarchs of Volantis, who will no longer be an enemy. At least not for a while, at any rate. This is your command staff and your Small Council, if you will. You know me as Lord Amara, but I am also known as Mastara and as Ser Roger Waters, Lord of the Whispers. Lord and Protector of the Seven Kingdoms, Knight Inquisitor of the Realm, and Lord Commander of the City Watch.

“So ... this is the deal. For now, you must focus on putting down any revolts among the Masters of Slavers’ Bay. That’s here in Meereen, with the Sons of the Harpy, plus in Astapor and Yunkai. That will be your task at hand for now. This is your kingdom, your realm, at least for now. You’ve simply followed Targaryen tradition, of course. Exiled from Valyria, Aegon and his sisters overran Westeros, and now exiled from Westeros, Daenerys Stormborn conquered Slaver’s Bay.

“Again, you’ll have no trouble from Volantis. I left the Red Priests in charge there. They will behave themselves there, for now in any case. Lys, Myr, Norvos, Lorath, Pentos, all will follow Volantis and its lead. Only Braavos is distinct, and very much against slavery by custom. Asshai, of course, has close ties to the Red Priests, anyway. So, we must strike now and strike hard. You must do something that will provoke the Sons of the Harpy beyond the point where they cannot restrain their fury.

“You will kill more Masters and take others as hostages. You will remind them that they are your subjects and that you are the Breaker of Chains. The Sons of the Harpy are sure to abandon any kind of caution upon this provocation and lash out at you in the open. You will have your dragons and your Unsullied and Second Sons ready for them. Have them wait in ambush and butcher those Sons of the Harpy wholesale. Set a trap, you see.

“When that is done, I will counsel you on how to vanquish Astapor and Yunkai once more. First things first, and that is Meereen. You will have no trouble from Qarth, either, since I control the new rulers of that city. I also have plans to reaffirm or reconfirm the alliance with Pentos, in the person of Magister Illyrio Mopatis. He’s an old friend, isn’t he, a former host of yours and your brother’s. This is all coming together, my dear.

“Now that we’ve cleared that up, let us ... undress. Time for another orgy. I want to fuck so many of you, and then we’ll see what comes next. Daario, take Jenny and Carrie. Ser Jorah, fuck Dany at last. It’s high time. Ser Barristan, get it on with Margaery. Varys, you and Grey Worm ... watch. Lord Tyrion, take Bancey and Claere. I will enjoy Missandei ... with aid from Melanie and Melissa. Girls, you know what to do. We’ll swap when I’m ready for it ... and not before then,” I laid down the law, glad once more that my glamoring powers didn’t fail me in Westeros.

The pawns, bishops, rooks, and knights were all in place. The chessboard was set. As I began aggressively humping Missandei of the island of Naath, ignoring any cross stares from Grey Worm, I let Melanie and Melissa rim her to their heart’s content. I could revel in fucking the lovely interpreter without fearing any real backlash ... at least for now. That was good, because I delighted by the sight of two tongues exploring that delectable brown ass.

I reminded myself to reward people souls later, especially the sisters from the Twins.

And Missandei from the isle of Naath.