Ch32. Dragon awakens

Thomas wanted to have fun and felt a little vengeful as he stared at the peaceful face of sleeping Daenerys. He did not have much of a feeling for her but he nevertheless wanted to save her from her fate and suffering. It might have been selfish and hypocritical but well, tough luck.

He decided to give a few people a little scare and apparated back to Pentos.

He immediately found Bellatrix giggling like a schoolgirl as the mighty Khal Drogo was currently squatting near the wall, licking it with delight as if he was a dog who just found a bone, his eyes glazed over in a clear sign of Imperio.

"What the hell are you doing?" Thomas asked Bella, weirded out.

She turned to him, excitement clear in her eyes, smiling widely in childish wonder. Just that smile was worth the trip, Thomas surmised and decided to just shrug the weird state of Drogo.

"Well! For guys like him," Bella pointed at Drogo who was now hopping around like a rabbit while barking like a dog. "humiliation is the worst torture. I am making sure to embarrass him enough, it sticks!"

"I see." Thomas didn't ask why. He knew why. Because Bella. That's why. He was not about to give her the satisfaction of seeing his curiosity!

"Muuu!" Bella pouted seeing Thomas's reaction and decided to elaborate nevertheless! "You told me to make him unable to speak of today's events! Erasing and replacing his memory is too easy on him! I will instead make sure he won't dare to mention it to anyone due to crushing shame!"

"I see." Hadrian deadpanned at her, observing Drogo's body that now laid on the ground, wiggling forward like a worm. While he found it a really effective method, this was too weird for his tastes and sanity. He decided to get the fuck outta there. "Anyway, I am going to play with Illyrio and Viserys."

Without even waiting for acknowledgment from Bella he hightailed it towards Illyrio's mansion.

Thomas walked in as if he owned the place. Nobody stopped him as Illyrio himself ordered the servants to not do so when the trio visited the last time. Belserion Trade was too big of a fish to offend!

Not to say, Thomas was making sure with his gravity control to root every guard and servant in their place for the duration of his short stay. He just pitied the people who needed to urgently go to a loo...

He approached the only room that was not affected by his magic, containing the only two people who were happily chatting instead of being frozen stiff in their pose.

Thomas, standing in front of the closed door to the room, didn't enter. He put his ear to the door. Amplifying the sound waves, ergo vibrations, he could hear their conversation clearly even without doing so but...

So this is why peekers and eavesdroppers do it! It really is exciting! Thomas giddily thought.

"... where are they!" He heard an agitated voice... probably Viserys.

"Your Highness, Drogo is a savage man. He is probably still consummating the marriage." A voice Thomas recognized as Illyrio's voice calmingly coaxed.

"Fine!" Viserys voice exclaimed with annoyance. "I at least hope he enjoys it! My sister may be useless for anything else than a bargaining chip but her body is that of a dragon! The savage better be grateful for being able to get a taste of her!"

"Of course, Your Highness. He will be grateful and provide an army for you." Illyrio agreed, bootlicking Viserys.

"Tsk. It is bad enough I had to lend my sister to him." Viserys loudly grumbled.

Thomas stilled at that. What... borrow.

Illyrio probably looked as confused as Thomas since Viserys elaborated further.

"You did not really believe I would let that savage plow Daenerys, my own sister, if I had other alternatives at getting an army, did you?" Viserys said in snappy amusement.

Thomas started to weirdly think that Viserys really might hold a minuscule affection for his sister, no matter how twisted it was.

"No. She is a dragon and she was born to mate with dragons!" Viserys exclaimed and Thomas lost all hope for the guy with a deadpan stare at the door.

"I will lend her to the horse lord, for now. The kids she will bear him can be killed at a later date or simply thrown away as the bastards they will be."

Thomas could almost feel Viserys sneer even through the closed doors.

"And then, when she is properly experienced in pleasuring men and shown that her place is on the bed, under a man, obediently waiting until he claims her... After I get my throne, I will deal with Drogo and show my dear sweet sister the might of a proper man! A dragon! Her loins will bore me numerous children of pure Targaryen blood!" Viserys exclaimed with a staggering amount of self-assurance.

"Your Highness, Dothraki won't be happy about that... maybe..." Illyrio tried to talk Viserys out of his pipe dreams, as even he thought they were just that. His voice obviously showed his belief that once you give something to Dothraki, you never get it back.

"Quiet!" Viserys shouted angrily. "It is bad enough you convinced me to not claim my sister's first blood! Instead, I am giving it to a savage like Drogo! That should be enough for an army!"

At that point Thomas decided he heard enough and kicked the door open, making the two men inside flinch and snap their heads towards him.

"Yo... what a nice evening, isn't it?" He casually waved his hand at them.

Before Viserys could explode, Illyrio quickly intervened as he recognized the man who barged in.

"Good evening to you too, Master Cair. What business does the Belserion Trade have with me this fine evening?" He sweetly replied, not minding the broken door in the least.

Viserys didn't get the note though.

"Who the hell are you, peasant! Barging in like that!"

Illyrio paled but relaxed in relief when he saw Thomas's uncaring shrug.

"You wouldn't know me. Only those that matter do." Thomas said, his voice thick with sarcasm as he mockingly glared at Viserys.

"You dare! I am a dragon! Kneel before me!" Viserys stood up, his veins bulging out.

"You, my man, are the best retarded lizard I ever saw." Thomas rolled his eyes while snickering and ignored Viserys further sputtering of useless threats.

"So, Illyrio was it..." He sweetly smiled and cheerfully continued. "I came to inform you I claimed one of your esteemed guests as my own!"

That stopped both men short. Illyrio had only two guests and one of them was next to him right this moment.

"Imagine my deep surprise when I saw the meek girl I met when I visited here, about to be mounted by a massive savage right there, in public on the city walls." Thomas exaggeratedly sighed in sadness. "She is such a sweet girl too! You really should take better care of your guests, dear Illyrio. It was such a disappointment for Belserion Trade." Thomas shook his head in mock-disappointment.

Illyrio wanted to puke blood. Since the raids by unknown pirates on the coast of Essos started, the only safe way to transport goods for merchants is to book a place for cargo on the Belserion Union ship. Thousands of massive, before unseen battleships with roaring pipes, are traversing the waters of Essos, transporting goods for merchants. This brought immense status and influence. Almost on the level of Iron Bank! Belserion Union was just that powerful in Essos.

A small figure such as Illyrio would be quickly squashed if he acted out! Alas, Viserys yet again didn't get the memo.

"Guards! Capture this little shit! He kidnapped my sister!" He snarled, shakily pointing at Thomas in rage.

Illyrio, pale as snow, cried tears of bitterness at what was just happening.

"Oya?" Thomas's lips curled into an amused smile and approached Viserys with assured gait. He put a hand on his shoulder, a little rough as he was enjoying the spark of fear in his eyes.

"Lizard. You think yourself too mighty." Thomas casually pointed out. "It does not fucking matter if you have a claim on the iron throne. Capiche?"

"Wha-?" Viserys gaped at the complete dismissal, bewildered.

"Let me explain it in words, even such a simpleton as you would understand." Thomas 'kindly' offered. "You have no country. No soldiers. No wealth. Heck, even no women to offer anymore."

"I, on the other hand, have two kingdoms under myself," Illyrio paled at that, realizing the scope of Belserion Trade is much, much bigger than he previously thought and the man in front of him is not just a high official but the owner himself!

"I have the best ships and sailors in the known world. I have wealth you can not possibly dream of. I have powerful wives. And..." Thomas leaned closer and whispered casually, knowing well the next bit would floor Viserys. "and I have hundreds of dragons."

He smiled as he watched Viserys rigid form take a step back in fright but then his eyes gained a crazy resolve.

"Then... then... join me! I will allow you to join the Seven Kingdoms and be only under me! ... Yes! As my Hand!" Viserys hopefully declared.

"You know what? I give up." Thomas let out an exhausted sigh. "I won't even kill you," He said, noting the relief in Illyrio's face. "letting you live, crawling around as you annoy any and all benefactors and allies you could possibly ever have due to your name, is already cruel enough... Anyway, I just came to tell you Daenerys belongs to me from now on."

"You ca-" Viserys exclaimed.

"Don't you worry your little head, Lizard. I will take great care of your sister's body." Thomas told him, emphasizing the word 'care' and 'body' with a lecherous grin. "I do wonder how her first blood will feel." He grinned at the crazed rageful look of Viserys.

"Anyway, I am off!" Thomas said and stepped out of the door.

Viserys rushed right behind him but as he looked into the hall he couldn't find him.

"Go! I want his head on a pike! Find him!" He shrieked at the rigid guard next to the door to the room.

Not a second later, he could only powerlessly watch as the strong Unsullied guards crumbled down into a heap on the ground, unconscious from the pressure they were put under. An image of his sister moaning under the man he just met appeared in Viserys's mind, grating at his ego.

She was HIS!

That moment, a true ambition ignited in Viserys, and Thomas who was carelessly whistling as he was about to collect Bella and go home, unknowingly woke THE dragon. Viserys was, despite everything, still a Targaryen.