I havent seen any stories like this so I figured I'd write one. This is my first story so let me know what you think of it. Would you want more?

I landed back in Meeren to the Slavers attacking. I ran back into my Pyramid to see Grey Wrom, Tyrion, Missandei, and a few soldiers at the ready. Once they saw me they put down their weapons. "What is going on?" I asked. "We're being attacked." Tyrion said trying to be smart. I looked right at him. "I can see that!" I yelled at him. I sat at the table and took a deep breath. "Well we will just have to wait it out." I said. That's when a rock smashed through the window. Missandei gave me a concerned look. "Your Grace we can't stay here we need to leave." She said.

"Missandei that's what they want and we can't give them that. They will take you back into slavery I don't even know what they'll do with Tyrion." I said. She nodded. I turned to look out the window to see all the ships in the bay. There was no way we could fight that many ships and men even with the dragons. They'd be shot down before I knew it. And we couldn't stay here either or we'd be killed. I turned to Grey Worm. "Round up the Unsullied and get all the people to safety." I said. Grey worm nodded and walked out of the room.

At this point we were completely surrounded and couldn't hold a decent defense. Most of the Second Sons were dead and the Unsullied numbers are thinned. I looked out at the bay from the Pyramid and looked at the ships. "Tyrion." I called and he came over. "Yes your Grace?" He asked. "Call the Masters ashore I wish to speak with them." I said. "But your...yes your Grace." He said leaving the room. It was now only me up in the room just standing there thinking of my people.

I walked out to the beach where the Masters were waiting for me. I walked in a tent with three Masters sitting there and Tyrion on the other side. "Please take a seat." One of the men offered so I sat down. "Here are our terms. You will surrender the city and come with us as a slave." The main Master said. I let out a laugh as he said that. "I will not surrender and I sure won't be your slave." I said. The Masters looked at each other. "Those are the terms." They said. "Tyrion let me and the Masters have some privacy." I said. He looked at me and then left.

"Here are my terms you leave." I said. They all laughed. "You either agree to our terms our you die." They said and a man with a dagger appears in the corner. I snapped my fingers and Jorah came in. "Guess that won't work." They said. Once the man in the corner left so did Jorah. "We also want to kill the dragons." The one Master said. "No." I replied.

I knew they wouldn't accept my terms and they were slowly becoming aggravated at my persistence. I couldn't accept those terms I couldn't kill my dragons and let my people become re enslaved. I was running low on options and needed to make a decision soon. I looked up from my lap with a frown. "I accept your terms." I said. A man came in and put me in chains and I don't know a about everyone else.

I was stripped of my garments and put in slave rags and then left in a dungeon until my "Master" would come back from Meeren to give me work whatever that will be. I was fed decently and was given enough water. I was slave to Grazda mo Eraz the man I stole the gold from at Yunkai. It felt like yesterday they killed my dragons in front of me. The door to my cell opened and Grazda came in.

"Hello." He said. "I do hope you were treated well while I was away." I looked up. "I was." I replied. "Ah you will address me as master." He said. I looked up at him and stared for a moment. "I was...master." I said. A smile grew in his face. "Good." He said. He snapped his fingers and two slaves came in the room. "Bathe her and take her to my chambers." He said and they took me to a room with a tub in the middle.

It was a beautiful tub made from stone and many jewels. They stripped me and I stepped in the tub. The water felt amazing as it's the first bath I have had in at least a week. I was washed and brought to Grazda's chamber. He was sitting there on his bed until he saw me. He stood up and walked over toward me. "How are you feeling?" He asked. "I'm fine I'm still adjusting to these rags." I replied. He smiled. "They are quite different then queens robes." He said and I agreed.

"Who are you?" He asked. I knew this was a test. "Daenerys Targaryen." I said. He gave me a look as if I gave the wrong answer. I scrambled through my thoughts and replied. Daenerys Targaryen slave to Grazda mo Eraz." I said. A smile lit up on his face. "Better." He said. "When you were in Merren what were you?" He asked. I looked him in the eyes. "I was a savage and didn't know anything I was stupid." I replied just so he wouldn't hit me as I knew his would if I replied wrong. "Good...good." He said.

His hands stroked my cheek and I went to turn away. He grabbed me by the chin and made me look into his eyes. "Your concerned for your friends so I'll tell you what happened to them. The old man died the girl is a slave to another master and the other man is in the fighting pits." He said. "Oh and I'm not sure about the dwarf." I felt sadness knowing Barriston was dead. Grazda's hand stroked my cheek. "You are mine now." He said with a smile. This might not be as bad as I thought it would be.

So far he has been gentle to me so I am kinda happy. "What will I be doing as your slave?" I asked. "Working on whatever labor I tell you to hard or easy." He replied. I nodded. "Now go fetch me some water." He commanded so I left the room. I grabbed a bucket and walked to the nearest water pool and filled the bucket to the brim and walked back to his chambers. "Put it in the wash basin." He said and I filled the wash basin up. "What should I do with the rest?" I asked. "Fill the water pitcher." He said. And I did.

"Clean out my chamber pot." He commanded and I went to work. It was not a pleasant job but I had to do it. Look at me now from Queen to slave emptying a Wise Masters chamber pot but I have to look at this now...I am a slave. I finished cleaning the chamber pot I went back to his chambers and by this point I was really working up a sweat. I hope he didn't make me do more work. But when the door opened he was at his table with two cups of water. "Come sit." He said so I sat at the table with him. "I can't have my slave die on her first day." He said handing me the cup. I took a sip and I savored the water as I knew I wouldn't get much of it.

"Thank you master." I said. "Your welcome." He replied. "The first day is the hardest it gets easier from here." He said. "Well it'll have to I don't think I'm going anywhere anytime soon." I said. Once I finished my water he gave his next command. "Change my bedding." I got up and took the sheets and stuff off his bed putting a fresh set on. I took his old sheets down to be cleaned. By the time that was done it was dark and Grazda led me to a room where there were a set of chains. He put a collar around my neck and put a chain on it and then he chained my arms and legs up.

I got into a comfortable position and fell asleep. I was awoken by a smack in the face. Grazda wanted me to accompany him in one of his meetings in the throne room. He sat in the throne and I stood behind him. "Oh you'll need a new name and that will be Oranea Vollen." Grazda said. "Yes master." I replied. Every time I said that I shivered. I was at war with these people now I serve them. I hope Jorah can escape the fighting pits and save me. Imagine the masters look when an army of Dothraki show up to the gate of Yunkai. Well I know once Jorah mentions Drogo they'll flock to his side to get me out.

The room doors opened and a man was escorted in. The man looked at me and then to Grazda. "Thank you fir seeing me." The man said. "Ah you haven't met my new slave Matamion Lenlaeron this is Oranea Vollen" Grazda said. Matamion looked over at me. "That is Daenerys Targaryen." He said. Grazda looked over to me. "No I am Oranea Vollen slave to the great master Grazda mo Era." I replied. That statement made me squirm. "Wow you have broken her." He said. Ha he thinks I'm broken I'm not broken I'm just doing what I have to do to survive.