Chapter Seventy-Four

                                    

                                          
We spend a few months in Yunkai, establishing the destruction of slavery. Daenerys creates a council where former slaves and slave owners decide on what happens in the City. 
                          
I train every day, for hours and hours. I train by myself to make my body strong, I train in the ways of the Westerosi Knight with Ser Jorah, Daario trains me in the many different forms of combat he knows, Grey Worms helps me hone my skill with the spear. Even Ser Barriston slowly changes his mind and trains with me as well. This takes up most of my days. At night I practice my Valyrian with Daenerys and Missandei and then we laugh and talk into the night.
                          
Eventually, though, Daenerys decides it's time to move on, to free other cities in Slavers Bay. Next is Mereen.
                          
Many of the slaves from Yunkai decide to join us on the road. 
                          
One morning I wake up early as usual to train, but I find Grey Worm and Daario there already, facing one another, cross-legged, their arms out holding their weapons.
                          
Daario glances at me. "Goodmorning Lady Nyla."
                          
"What are you two doing?"
                          
"We are gambling. Seeing who can last the longest."
                          
I roll my eyes. "How stupid. Drop your swords so we can train."
                          
"This is training." Says Daario with a smirk. "Endurance training."
                          
I look at Grey Worm. "I thought you had more sense than this Grey Worm," I say in Valyrian.
                          
I hear footsteps approach and see Ser Barriston and Missandei.
                          
"Did you know they were doing this Barriston?" I ask.
                          
He rolls his eyes. "Yes. They have been at it since midnight last night."
                          
I sigh. "Daenerys will not be pleased if they keep her waiting."
                          
Missandei nods. "Yes... Ser Jorah is fetching her now."
                          
We leave the two gamblers with their game and go to meet her.
                          
We stop in front of her Unsullied army as she comes towards us. She is as gorgeous as ever. 
                          
"Ser Barristan, Lady Nyla." She smiles at us.
                          
"Your Grace." Barristan and I say together.
                          
Her brows knit and she looks around. "Where's Daario Naharis? Where's Grey Worm?"
                          
"Gambling, Your Grace," Barristan says. I exchange a look with him and chuckle.
                          
"Gambling?"
                          
I nod and lead her toward the two men and their game of endurance. We walk passed freed slaves and Daenerys smiles at them as they bow and call her Mhysa.
                          
We approach Daario and Grey Worm, Dany is clearly annoyed and I can't help but smile.
                          
"How long have they been at it?"
                          
"Since midnight apparently, Your Grace," I say.
                          
"Ser Worm is stronger than he looks. But I can see his arms beginning to shake." Daario smiles up at Dany.
                          
"What's the prize for winning this stupid contest?" She asks.
                          
"The honour of riding by your side on the road to Meereen."
                          
She rolls her eyes. "That honour goes to Ser Jorah, Ser Barristan and Lady Nyla as none of them kept me waiting this morning. You two will ride in the rear guard and protect the livestock." She turns to leave but neither of them moves. "The last man holding his sword can find a new queen to fight for."