Chapter 20.5- The Seadragon's Roar

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I sat on Igneel’s back, waiting for the signal. I’d promised that we could get rid of the gates with one blow, and I’d be damned if I didn’t deliver. The army waited behind me, Borros in front of me with a bloodthirsty smile on his face and his hammer twitching in his hand. In another man=, I might have assumed the latter as a sign of nervousness. With Borros, it was obviously excitement. Vhagar and Meleys flew off to the sides, waiting to incinerate anyone that tried to defend the siege through the walls.

Rhea’s blew the horn and I nodded, “Dracarys” I roared in sync with Igneel. He took one deep breath in, and then roared his rage at the gate. His flames, blue as the sky tore through the gate in a matter of seconds, roasting the men who stood behind it. We unleashed more flames down the gate and into the castle proper for good measure before stepping back. Borros and his men were running at the hole where the gate used to be immediately afterwards.

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“The Triarchy has come forth with an offer” He said as he took stock of those around the table. Vorrick Tessaro was not of the same ilk as the men around him— nobility is all but name. He still knew what Braavos had been built on, the premise that the lowest of the low could rise to become the greatest of the great. If only those noble men could see what had become of their great city— their great dream.

“I have seen their offer. I, Orrenaro Veylis, say no. We will not build ships for slavers. That is against what Braavos stands for” he said, sounding so self-righteous that Vorrick wanted to pull his tongue out. Like he himself did not patronise Madame Serenya’s courtesans. With how tightly she held her girls, was that not slavery by another name?

“If you’ve seen their offer, then you would know that is a lot of gold we’d be turning down” One could always trust Orrenaro Veylis to speak for the bank’s balance sheet at the end of the day.

“Guaranteeing and intermediating this deal would mean a lot of gold for the bank. Is that not what the Iron Bank is about? Making gold”

“We are also about not making needless enemies. Making an enemy out of the Seasnake and his family of dragon riders would be shortsighted at best. Stupid at worst” Elvyrio Qonnis spoke next.

“Then I have good news. Whispers in the wind tell me the Seasnake has fallen” he spoke now. That was the reason he had agreed to support the Triarchy’s cause here. With the Seasnake gone, it was only a matter of time until the Velaryon cause in the Stepstones failed. His source in the Sunset Kingdoms assured him that there would be no reprisals from Westeros if the Velaryons were to fall in their greed.

“And the dragons? Did the dragons die with him? Because last I checked, there were three of them in his family alone, and Daemon Targaryen is said to have joined in as well.”

“Two of the dragons are ridden by women, and the Seasnake had the good sense to leave them behind.”

“Yes, because there is a huge difference between four dragons and two.” Calvaro Thellis snarked out immediately after.