Chapter 16.6- The Seadragon's Roar
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“We take Torturer’s Deep next” I said to the gathered crew of Captains.
“Torturer’s Deep?” Vaemond asked, and I noticed the way he captains turned to him as he spoke. Almost like they expected him to be the one with actual authority here. They had given me doubtful looks when they enterred the ship and found me sitting on he chair that was ordinarily reserved for the Captain. With the Seasnake gone, we were hosted on Vaemond’s ship.
“Precisely that. It’s the third largest Island on these Isles, and one with a fractured pirate presence. Once we deal with the Seaspeaker, we will move for it next.
“Nephew, would it not be wiser for us to consolidate our gains here before moving on to get more enemies and risk stretching ourselves too thin.” I did not much enjoy the way the Captains began nodding at his words. I guess I was just my luck that we were not Ironborn. Could I have lost a Kingsmoot to this man? Well, maybe. I’d have just roasted sum alive from astride Igneell the second he declared interest in stealing m inheritance. Thankfully, I didn’t have to engage in that bit of kinslaying. I’d keep an eye on him though.
I noticed a white bird fly past the window and tracked it with my eyes nuts u was too far gone to follow. And then I spoke. “Daemon is unlikely to succeed at Bloodstone for a while now. While we could move to consolidate our hold here and move there once he finishes, I can not abide standing still and leaving the advantage to those who seek to deny our rule over these islands. They will come— whether it is Dorne or the Triarchy, and when they do I want all the pirates that call these islands home to be dead and buried” I said.
“And you will have our help when you do it” A feminine voice said. My head snapped to the door. All the captains were present and accounted for, who could it be? There was a familiar flash of pale skin as a hand pushed the door open and Mother stepped into the room. Behind her, Laena waited.
“Absolutely not”
“You’re not the oner calling the shots here, Laenor. I am” She pressed, walking into the room proper and heading to my seat.
