Chapter 67

                                    

                                          

Opening my eyes, I groan as my adjust my vision to see that I was back in my cabin on the Raider. I was still in my clothes from the attack, which was covered in smoke and dirt from the flames. Pushing away the covers, I sit up from my bed and thought back on what happened. I remember destroying the ships and the catapults, but also water putting out the flames. I look down at my hands in curiosity, curious on what else I could do. Though that will have to wait, standing up from my bed, I grab my coat and made my way out. Opening the doors, I squint as the sun hits my face, causing a headache to come to me. I raise my hand to block the sun as I look out to the deck. I see all my men look at me on one side with pride, making me look at them with confusion. While the other side were Yaras, looking at me with fear and confusion. Ok now I'm really confused. Hearing footsteps come up to my left, I look to see Smithy walk towards me.
"What is the meaning of this?" I ask him in a hushed tone, wanting to know what is happening. He sighs before answering.
"Well we all saw what you did to the water and while we are proud to have you on our side." He starts pointing to my men, who nod in pride.
"The Greyjoys are more afraid than thankful." he finishes pointing over to Yaras men. Who grips their swords tightly as if I were to pounce any minute like a cadged animal. I scoff at the acusation.
"Why would they be afraid of me?" I ask smithy.
"Because of what you are." Yelled a dornish accent, out steps forwards Ellaria Sand. Her golden gown covered in blood and smoke, her hair in shambles while holding a golden dagger. Her daughters came forth, I don't really know any of their names, but they look angry. With dried tears on all of their faces. I look at them with concern and confusion.
"And what am I, Lady Sand?" I ask her calmly stepping forward. She tenses up and hold her dagger up to me in defense, causing my men to arm themselves. I hold my hand up, telling them to stop. She looks at me with fear and anger.
"You are a monster, not of this realm. A witch of the sea, a danger to this world." She claims. I look at with a dead face, not impressed with this accusation. Even though she is partly right. 
"She saved your lives. If anything, you should be grateful for her. Without her your men would be dead, your ships gone!" Smithy defends me, in which I look at him shaking my head to tell him to stay out of it. This was my problem, let me deal with it. 
"She should've told us, and give us a warning of what she could do. So that we could be more prepared" Lady Sand states with furry in her voice. I couldn't hold it in anymore, in which my snickered turned into a laugh. I hold my stomach as I laughed at her words, in which my men begin to laugh with me, all finding her words funny. After a while, I finally calmed down and took slow breaths. Wiping my tears away from my eyes, as I looked at their faces. That were covered in furry and confusion.
"Oh my lady, I am not a threat to you or to anyone. And I certainly do not needed to tell you or any of you anything. For it is not your concern." I stated looking at her in the eye.
"Not our concern?! How do you expect any of us to follow you, if you do not tell us what we NEED to know." She argues.
"I do not expect you to follow me, the only ones I expect to follow me are MY people and My men. What I do expect from you is to follow Daenerys Targeryan, Rightful Queen of the Seven Kingdoms, and MY WIFE. You do not have to like me, or love me, but you have to trust me just as My Dragon trusts you for this task." I say, lady Sand glares at me up and down.
"And why should I trust you with my people?" She sneers, I tilt my head at her before revealing my true face. Causing all her men and Yaras to step back in fear, holding their swords tightly. My eye glowing brightly as I feel my ship breath.