Chapter 214 - Death of a God (I)
"The Kings conquer the world, but women conquer men. What terrible power." Tyrion Lannister thought, surrounded by countless prostitutes.
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"You've done well, Lord Harry Strickland." Daenerys looked at the man kneeling before her with a satisfied look.
Hearing Daenerys call him Lord, Harry's eyes went wide, he felt his hands shaking and asked in a gruff tone. "Is Your Grace withdrawing our punishment?"
"Yes, as of this moment, everyone in the Golden Company is forgiven for their crimes." Daenerys nodded and smiled, seeing the gratitude in the man's eyes
Without waiting for the man's thanks, Daenerys continued speaking in a cold tone. "The Golden Company will attack Old Town with me and we will reduce that filthy city to ashes."
Harry's eyes showed incredible determination, he stood up and looked directly into Daenerys' eyes. "Don't worry, Your Grace, any enemy of House Targaryen will suffer the wrath of Fire and Blood."
"Then go and join House Tyrell." Daenerys ordered with a smile that was more than satisfied with Harry's words.
Harry bowed once more to Daenerys, didn't hesitate and left with quick but heavy steps.
Arriving at a room, Harry opened the door and saw all the leaders of the Golden Company waiting for him. Just like him, they were descendants of the noble houses exiled when they joined Daemon I Blackfire during the rebellion.
Looking into their hopeful eyes, Harry took a deep breath and spoke with a smile on his face. "We've returned home and fulfilled the wish of our ancestors."