A Song of Suns and Stars

Overture Pt I

The Water Gardens

Dorne, late 298 AL

Prince Doran of House Martell sat in his solar with his eyes closed and in deep thought as a cool breeze made its way through the open windows. To his left was her personal bodyguard Areo Hotah of Norvos and to his right leaning against a pillar was his younger brother Prince Oberyn Martell. Across from sitting on a couch was his eldest daughter Princess Arianne Martell and next to her was Ser Gerold Dayne The Darkstar. The room was silent and the mood dower.

Doran had summoned his eldest daughter and her companion the Heir to Starfall from Sunspear after word reached him of his daughter's ploy to have Viserys Targaryen killed. Arianne was bethroned to the exiled king as part of his grand scheme to dethrone Robert Baratheon and avenge the death of his sister Elia and her children Rhaenys and Aegon. But his daughter was young and stubborn. She wanted the Spearthrone as opposed to birthing the next heir to the Iron Throne. So she had stubbornly fought back over the last year or so. Her protests had started off small such as taking Ser Gerold as a lover against the advice of her friends and family and ultimately reached the point where she was going to have Gerold travel to Pentos and kills Viserys.

Doran opened his eyes and looked across from his desk to the two across from him. He let out a breath and said, "I assume both of you know why you are here?"

"Yes Father," Arianne replied.

"Indeed My Prince," Gerold answered.

"I have given the two of you plenty of warnings in the past. Yet both of you have not learned your lesson. This time you have nearly undone nearly two decades worth of planning," Doran said.

"I will not marry Viserys," she told her father firmly.

"The two of you were betrothed years ago. With Princess Daenerys wed to Khal Drogo, it's time for the next step of our plan to begin. You will play your role. When Rhaegar ran off with the Stark girl, he made a mockery of Dorne. Your cousin was supposed to rule the Seven Kingdoms one day, but now your child will. Most ladies your age would dream to be the Queen of the Seven Kingdoms," Prince Doran said.

Arianne glared at her Father, her eyes burning bright like their sigil. "I am a Princess of Dorne, I am not like most ladies."

"Regardless you will leave in three days time to Essos, you will meet up with Khal Drogo's Khalasar in Vales Dothrak and wed Viserys Targaryen. And on the way you will spend some time in Norvos with your mother," he said.

Arianne was about to reply when Gerold spoke up and asked, "And what is to become of me my Prince."

"House Dayne has been our most loyal of bannerman for generations but the actions and the deeds of your ancestors will not give you complete amnesty this time Ser Gerold. You will accompany Princess Arianne and act as her sworn shield until I relieve you of that duty. And until that time your right to Starfall and its holdings will be suspended. Should your Father Lord Aaron pass, the rights will go to your younger brother Edric," Prince Doran replied. Oberyn smiled at this.

Darkstar's violet eyes showed no emotion as he replied, " You are most merciful my Prince. If you excuse me I must go make sure my affairs are in order and my men informed." He then got up and gave a quick bow to both Oberyn and Doran and left the room.

"You best make preparations as well Arianne," Doran said. Arianne did not reply but followed Darkstar out of the room.

"I still think you should have sent Darkstar to the Wall," Oberyn said matter of factly.

"He was only following Arianne's orders, exile to the Wall would be too much. Suspending him from the line of succession of Starfall is punishment enough," Doran answered as he let himself relax in his chair a bit.

Oberyn smiled and took a seat across from his brother and said, "Very true. Though there will always be a part of me that wished he had died in the fighting pits when I took him to Essos when he was my squire. Though I am curious brother...do you even intend to reinstate Darkstar back into Starfall's line of succession?"

"That depends on Ser Gerold. If he returns with some sincere humility...than perhaps," Doran said.

Oberyn chuckled. His former squire had an ego and a chip on his shoulder the size of the Wall. Under most circumstances he would have ignored him, except that Gerold was at his young age of twenty and two one of the finest swordsman in Westeros. And much to the Viper's chagrin, the third best fighter in Dorne behind Hotah and himself.

He picked a grape out of the fruit dish on the desk and said, "Although as much as it pains me to say this...I'd rather see Arianne marry him than Viserys. The Boy is a worm that thinks himself a Dragon. Rhaegar, the bastard, was the last dragon. Viserys is just a pretender."

"Speaking of our former good brother...any new information into our theory," Doran asked.

"None yet. No records in the Citadel other than "Mother Unknown" for Stark's bastard," Oberyn said with a shrug. "Do you really think this "Jon Snow" could be that Bastard's son with the Stark girl?" Oberyn asked.

"I do not know. All I know is that 17 years ago Ned Stark entered Dorne with eight men looking for his sister. He left with one man, her corpse, a wet nurse and a bastard son. Most would write it off as a young man at war not knowing if he was going to live or die the next day; but I do think there is more to the story than officially known. Perhaps maybe the boy's mother was Ashara. A pity if that was the case..I imagine he would have had a much better youth down here in Dorne than up in Winterfell," Doran mused.

"If he was Ashara's son, I would have gladly taken him as a squire over Darkstar that much is for certain," Oberyn said as he popped a grape in his mouth.

"Oh well. Keep looking into it when you can, I do wish to know where that baby came from," Doran said.

Mid 299 AL, the Free City of Norvos

Manse of Lady Mellario

The day was hot in the city of Norvos. Princess Arianne Martell and her sworn shield Ser Gerold Dayne were lounging in the garden of her mother's mansion sipping some Tyroshi Gold wine. Arianne was dressed in a sky blue silk dress that was adorned with yellow suns and a low neckline that hung to her voluptuous form. Gerold was dressed in a purple and white silk tunic with black stars on it.

Her ran his hand through his dark hair and white bangs and said, "Hard to believe we've been gone for six months."

"Indeed," Arianne said as she took a sip. "We're stuck here though, we should be back home making preparations to destroy the Lannisters," she added.

"True. But there are worse places to be stuck in Princess. As for the Lannisters, the War of the Five Kings will no doubt destroy them or at least bleed them dry to be easy prey afterword," Gerold replied with a shrug.

"Always thinking with your sword not your brain Gerold," Arianne replied.

Gerold raised an eyebrow and asked with mirth, "Do enlighten me then Princess."

"The Lannisters are the most equipped to win the war. Robb Stark is young and has had great success but he will make a mistake sooner or later. Tywin will be ready to pounce when he does. The Baratheon brothers weakened themselves by splitting their bannermen, though from what I hear Renly has the support of House Tyrell. That may give him an advantage," she said.

"Mace Tyrell is a buffoon, though I will concede that despite his lack of wit he does come with gold and supplies. Sidding with Renly must be his mother's idea. Lady Olenna's shrewdness and cunning might be second only to Tywin's. No doubt she would want to see her granddaughter Margaery as the future Queen.," Gerold said as he took another sip.

"So do you do have a mind for the art of warfare after all Ser Gerold. And here I thought all you were good for was to swing a sword around and keep my bed warm," she replied nonchalantly.

"What can I say? I'm full of surprises," Gerold replied as he scooted over next Arianne and slid his hand around her and under her dress. He began to fondle her breast as he squeezed her teet with his fingers.

Arianne suppressed a moan and looked into his dark purple eyes and said, "You are a bold one to be sure..." She then slid her free hand down his pants and grasped his cock firmly and began to stroke it. "But not bold enough," she whispered in his ear as her hand left his cock and squeezed her balls with force causing Gerold to groan in pain.

"Seven Hells Arianne ," Gerold muttered as he tried to ignore the soreness in his loins as well as his semi erect cock.

She removed her hand from his pants and laughed. "Don't act like you don't enjoy it Gerold. I've seen you beg me to do worse."

Gerold grumbled and was about to launch a retort but someone else spoke, "Arianne what you and your sworn shield do in your bedchamber should stay there and not be mentioned outside of it."

The two turned around and saw Lady Mellario looking at them with a disapproving look. Lady Mellario was a woman of short stature and dignified beauty like her daughter. In fact it was clear where Arianne had inherited her curves and bosom from. Dressed in a green and gold gown similar to her daughters.

"Good day mother," Arianne said.

"My Lady," Gerold said with a bow of his head.

"A missive from Sunspear arrived an hour ago," she said. Both Gerold and Arianne perked interest when they heard this information. Mellario said, "Don't get too excited. Your Father just wanted to inform you that a new set of guards and retainers will be coming and both your current sets will return home."

"Viserys is dead and Daenerys is most likely dead. Father's plans have failed; and yet we are still here," Arianne said in frustration.

"You are here to learn humility my daughter. You are clever and ambitious. Great attributes for a Princess. But you are young and think yourself invincible. The great game is deadly, those who lose die. Those who act without thinking end up losing. Those who think too highly of themselves and underestimate their opponents end up losing. You are more like your Uncle than your Father. Passionate and bold. ," she continued. She then bent down and kissed her daughter's forehead and said, "And I do not wish to lose you."

Mellario then pulled a letter from her gown that had a brown seal with a snake on it. She then handed it to Arianne, "This also arrived for you today. Now I have some matters that require my attention all this afternoon, so I shall see the two of you at dinner." She then turned and started to walk away but paused and smirked at them over her shoulder and said, "I do wish that the two of you would consider having children, their beauty would be on par with the nobility of Old Valyria." She then left the two to their own devices.

"Your mother is right though, our children would put the Dragonlords to shame," Gerold said with a smirk.

"And give you the satisfaction of knowing that it was your seed that created the next ruler of Dorne? I think not. Their beauty would not be worth the growth of your ego," Arianne said as she rolled her eyes.

"As you wish Princess," he replied as he finished his wine. He then stood up and said, "I too have some matter that require my attention. I'll see you this evening Princess." He gave a mock bow and headed off in the directions of his chambers.

Arianne watcher her sworn shield leave with a mixture of relief and longing. She took another sip of her wine and thought back to what her mother had said about having children. Truth be told, she had often thought about what it would be like to have children with Gerold. And on paper it made much sense. Gerold was an anointed knight, the son of the second most powerful house in Dorne, not to mention that House Dayne have been the Martell's most loyal bannerman for generations, and he was indeed quite handsome with ebony and ivory hair and dark amethyst eyes. But there was a reason they called him The Darkstar.

The man had an inner cruelty that he indulged when he was on the battlefield and came to the surface every now and then. She did know if he had been born with it or had it been born from the times her Uncle had thrown him into the Fighting Pits of Essos. But regardless to go beyond their current relationship was risky and she wasn't sure the joys it could bring would out way the sorrows. No better to keep the status quo. And truth be told she wasn't in a hurry to have children. While most women of her age and standing were on their second or third child, Arianne was for the moment more than content to be unmarried and childless. When she arrived in Norvos and learned that Viserys had died in Vales Dothrak, she was joyful. She was now free to think and plan her next move.

Arianne set down her wine and picked up some nuts off a try that was sitting on the other side of her. She then broke the seal on the scroll and read to herself

Dearest Cousin,

I hope this letter finds you well. When word of Viserys death reached us here in Dorne, my sisters and I toasted your good fortune. Though how you stand to keep Darkstar as a paramore is beyond us. Despite war being waged in the rest of Westeros it is fairly quiet in Dorne. Though we were just informed that Princess Myrcella is traveling to Dorne and has been betrothed to Trystane. Apparently the Imp thinks this will improve relations between our family and his. We will see how things play out in that regard.

As for the rest of Westeros, the War of the Five Kings rages on. Though technically it's four kings now. Renly Baratheon has been killed. The assailant is unknown, but if the rumors are true whoever killed Renly was working for Stannis. Robb Stark is giving the Lannisters the fits in the Riverlands. The Wolf may be young but he has won every battle so far. The Greyjoys seem to be content with pillaged the western shore.

Little Elia is excelling in her lessons and all of us her are incredibly proud of her. Nym has taken a new paramor, and Teyne has been helping me assist Father in a project of his. I don't have much details but I do know it revolves around the bastard of the late Ned Stark, Jon Snow. I do not know why Father would be interested in a bastard from the North. If i learn anything of interest in this matter i'll report back to you.

In sadder news, Lord and Lady Grey of Phoenix's Overlook tragically passed away three weeks ago. Lord Nathan has come to the Water Gardens to swear fealty to Uncle Doran. I'm sure he's going to ask Father for permission to marry Obara. He's be smitten with her for years since he was a squire for Father. To think of our Obara as a lady of a castle makes my eyes water with laughter.

We all miss you and send you all of of love. Till we see you again.

Your loving Cousin,

Sarella Sand

Going over the contents of the letter again and leaned back to process the information. "So the Imp sent the Princess to Dorne in hopes for an alliance? A bold move given our family history. Robb Stark's campaign is going better than expected. He would have a been a great ally if my Father was assertive. The combined forces of the North, Riverlands and Dorne would have choked the Lannisters to death. A pity too I hear the Young Wolf is quite handsome as well. Though Renly's death is most concerning. Sarella's last letter said that House Tyrell had aligned with Renly. With Renly gone, whose side will they take? If they were to join forces with the Lannisters, it would make things much more difficult going forward," she thought to herself. Her face took on a melancholy look when she thought about the passing of Lord and Lady Grey.

House Grey governed the North Eastern tip of Dorne on the shores of the Sea of Dorne across from the Stormlands. Their House was of Andal descent as opposed to Rhoynar, and had been loyal vassals to the Martell's for generations. The House was small compared to the Daynes, the Yronwoods, Ullers or Blackmonts. Their sigil was a yellow phoenix in a black triangle on a green shield and their words were "Live to Rise" but were just as loyal as the others. The late Lord and Lady Grey had been close friends and lovers to her Uncle and his paramour Ellaria. In her interactions with her, she knew them to be kind and just. Their son Nathan was near her age and had squired alongside Gerold for her Uncle. The two had a "casual" rivalry of sorts. She knew that while Gerold was not entirely fond of Nathan, he did respect his skills. Nathan was also head over heals in love with her cousin Obara. And while Obara returned those feelings, the two had never gone beyond being lovers. She hoped that one day the two would take the next step, because she knew the two did in fact love one another.

Her mind then drifted from her cousin's' love life too what Sarella had written about Ned Stark's bastard Jon Snow. She had heard of him of course; but then again who hadn't? But why would her Uncle and to know about Ned Stark's bastard? Were they trying to figure out if Lady Ashara was his mother? She was just a small girl barely old enough to remember, but she never would forget how beautiful Ashara Dayne was. Skin like porcelain, hair like onyx and a set of glowing amethysts for eyes. It was a shame that she had committed suicide.

Arianne felt the wine kick in and yawned. Deciding it was time for an afternoon nap, she made her way to her Chambers and made a mental not to ask Gerold if he knew anything about Jon Snow.

Early 300 AL

The Manse of Lady Mellario

The Bedchambers of Princess Arianne Martell

It was a cool night in Norvos, and Arianna was propped up by pillows on her bed reading some new letters she had received from her cousins. The drums of war were starting to fade in Westeros. Stannis Baratheon had been defeated at the Battle of Blackwater bay by the new Lannister/Tyrell alliance. Robb Stark despite winning every battle was losing the war. He had married a girl from Volantis and thus broken Oaths with the Freys and Karstarks. The Greyjoys sacked and put Winterfell to the torch, and it was reported that the Young Wolf's youngest brothers were dead. Time was running out for the Young Wolf. That much was clear. She was beginning to understand why her Father had decided to stay neutral, he was planning something she was sure of it. But what she could not say.

As she was thinking the door to her chambers opened and in walked Gerold garbed in simple trousers and purple tunic. As he walked over to her she smelled a familiar scent coming from him. It was a perfume from Lys that he had discovered during their time in Essos. He usually would wear it to mask the smell of blood off him. So whenever he would come to her in the night smelling like that, it was more often than not that he had ended some poor fool or group of fools lives. Oddly enough she did love the smell of it and it always did her job of getting her folds moist.

"So who did you kill tonight?" she asked as she watched him disrobe. She always did love watching him take his clothes off. Gerold was a beautiful man and in her opinion had a wonderful cock. It was of average length but where it lacked in length it made up in girth. For the better part of two years his cock had brought her immense pleasure.

Gerold walked over to a dresser next to the bed and pulled out some silk sleeping trousers and shirt and proceeded to put them on and climbed onto the bed.

Grabbing a spare pillow and putting it behind his back he replied, "Does it matter?"

"No. But I do not wish for Mother to have to deal with the Magisters due to your carelessness," Arianne replied.

"Do not worry about the Magisters, they reached out to me in this case and I was more than happy to offer my assistance in bringing a known dissident to justice. Plus I have a reputation to uphold, and my men can only offer me the slightest bit of a challenge," Gerold said. He then looked at the documents that Arianne was reading.

"Any interesting news from home?" he asked.

"Joffrey is engaged now to Margaery Tyrell all the while Robb Stark is winning battles but losing the war," she said.

"That's unfortunate but we all knew that was bound to happen. So did Nate actually make an honest woman out of your cousin?" Gerold asked snidely.

"As of right now no. Though it seems that sooner or later Obara will consent and he'll whisk her away to the Overlook," Arianne said.

"Those two always kept me from sleeping with their fucking during our time with your Uncle. I can't count how many nights I just wanted to sleep but couldn't because of your cousin's moaning and Nate's grunting. To this day I'm shocked they don't have a Sand or three," Georld said.

"That's why the Gods gave us Moon Tea. And thank the Gods they gave it to us or else we would have a few of our own Sands to deal with," Arianne said.

"True enough," Gerold said with a nod. He then rolled over on his side to face her and smirked. "While I was out this evening, I had a post fight drink with a merchant from Astapor who just so happened to know that Lieutenant of the Second Sons that we met a year ago that you thought was quite charming. What was his name again?"

"Daario Naharis," she said.

"Yes Daario Naharis. He told me that the city of Yunkai had hired the Second Sons to protect the city.," Georld said.

"What does Yunkai need protecting from?" She said.

"Apparently Daenerys Targaryen traveled to Astapor, purchased the Unsullied soldiers with one of her Dragons. She then double crossed them and had the Unsullied kill their former masters and used her dragons to raze the city. Now she marches to Yunkai to free slaves supposedly," he said.

"Do you actually think she has real Dragons?" Arianne asked.

"Maybe. Maybe not. But she does have an army of 8,000 Unsullied. All I know is that when our new men arrive here in a few days time we should take a little trip to Slaver's Bay to see if the rumors are true," he said.

"Are you suggesting we pledge ourselves to the Dragon Queen?" Airanne asked.

"You want to show your Father that you should be the future ruler of Dorne, this is how you prove it. Sooner or later Daenerys Targaryen will sail for Westeros, and if she does in fact have three Dragons...I...we...Dorne needs to be on the winning side of that fight." He said.

He waited for Arianne to respond and when she didn't he added, "Daenerys knows nothing of Westeros. You do. She will need allies, advisors. You can be both. Someone needs to mend the fences between House Targaryen and House Martell after what Rhaegar pulled with the Stark girl."

"And what do you get out this Gerold," Arianne asked.

"What do you mean?" he asked faking sincerity.

"Don't play coy with me Darkstar. I've know you too long for that. What do you get out of this? Do you plan to win the Dragon Queen's favor with your charm?" she asked.

Gerold laughed and said, "You know me too well Princess. What I get out of this is something to alleviate my boredom. Plus a much overdue change of scenery. And don't worry about me trying to seduce the Dragon Queen. Even if she as beautiful as they say, I do not believe she fits my standards."

Arianne smirked and crawled on top of Gerold and asked, "What scares you about strong women Darkstar?"

Gerold tipped Arianne's face with his hand said, "I love strong women there is no doubt in that, it is just that I prefer my lovers to be….how should I put it….more curvaceous and endowed." As he said this other hand sensually traced Arianne's voluptuous figure and ended up give Arianne's arse a nice squeeze. .

"Be a man for once Gerold and admit it that you like girls with big tits and a big arse," Arianne stated.

"Only when you admit that you like dashing handsome knights with flowing hair, dark eyes, a sculpted body and nice big cock," Gerold said.

"What women doesn't?," she said as she began to undo the buttons on his small shirt revealing his toned. She then leaned in and whispered, "Are we done talking now?"

Her answer was being flipped over on the bed and having Gerold's lips pressed against hers. She closed her eyes and gave into her carnal desires and kissed him back as her hands began undoing his sleeping trousers while his hand undid her sleeping gown.

The next morning as she took her morning bath and partook in her morning ritual of Moon Tea and a warm bath, Arianne began to think back on Gerold's word the previous night.

"She will need allies, and advisors. You can be both." his voice echoed in her mind as she sat in the hot water.

"I can sit here and wait out for Father's forgiveness in Norvos...or I can take destiny into my own hand by going to the Dragon Queen," she thought to herself.

"It would take the better part of a fortnight to sail to Volantis along the Rhoyne and then at least a month by foot. Or Slightly over a fortnight by ship to Yunkai. Father usually sends 30 men and Gerold will have little over a dozen. So odds are there would be 50 of us or double if we take all of them with us. But that would be cruel to our current batch, they deserve to go home. We could all fit on the ships and then when we reach Volantis, chartering their passage back home will be no issue. Factoring in provisions and luggage we would need at least two ship I would think. The new batch should be here within the fortnight which would give us enough time to purchase supplies." she mused.

"But is this the right move?

Later that day Arianne met with her Mother in the gardens for tea. Mellario took a sip from her cup and said, "You've been oddly quiet Arianne. What is it you're planning?"

Arianne took a sip from her tea and said, "It has been brought to my attention that Daenerys Targaryen is making her way through Slaver's Bay."

"I have heard about that yes. Her dragons are the gossip of the Free Cities. What of it?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I'd like to meet her," Arianne replied.

"Is that so?" she replied.

"Yes. From what I hear she aims to return to Westeros and reclaim the Iron Throne. I wish to see if she would be just ruler," Arianne answered.

"And what if word returned back to Westeros that you've aligned yourself with the self proclaimed Dragon Queen?" she asked.

"Father would simply disinherit me. It's been his idea of Trystane ruling Dorne for sometime now, this would make it easier for him to tell the Lannisters that his wayward daughter rebelled. But considering that the Princess is engaged to Trystane it would most likely keep their wrath off of Father. Although it seems that they have plenty to deal with in the form of Robb Stark raiding the Westerlands than a runaway Dornish Princess," she replied.

Mellario was silent as she sipped her tea and then after a moment of silence spoke, " Quite so. I will not try to persuade you to stay; but I will ask that you do be careful and cautious. But also remember our family's words: Unbowed, Unbent, Unbroken."

"Thank You mother," Arianne replied.

Mellario smiled and said, "Although to be honest….I'm surprised it too you this long to decided to seek her out. Perhaps you've actually learned a thing or two during your stay."

Roughly a fortnight later when their new guards arrived and Arianne and Gerold left Lady Mellario's mance and sailed down the Rhoyne toward to the Free City of Volantis. When they reached Volantis half of Arianne's previous guards had elected to stay on and four of Gerold's men had elected to stay giving them a little over 50 men plus a few hand maidens and stewards from Lady Mellario. They chartered a ship back to Dorne for the rest of their men and then set out on horseback to Meereen after discovering that Daenerys had already taken Yunkai. It had taken about three weeks to reach the city of Mantarys where they stopped to resupply and now roughly three weeks later they had reached the great city of Meereen.

Gerold and Arianne rode at the front of their host as they approached the city gates. The gates were open and out in front with a contingent of Unsullied and sell swords was Daario Naharis sitting upon a brown stallion. The group then approached the Dornish host.

"It would appear that we missed the fun," Gerold said as he led his stallion up to Daario.

"You didn't miss much Ser Gerold," Daario said approached them on his horse and he offered his hand for Gerold to shake.

"A pity," Gerold replied with a smile as he shook Daario's hand.

"Don't be too down, it's easier to obtain peace than maintain it. My Second Sons find troublemakers daily," he laughed. Daario then saw Arianne approach and said, "Princess Arianne you look ever more radiant than ever."

"Always the charmer. It's good to see you again Daario.," Arianne said as she stuck out her hand. Daario took and kissed it. "I take it by you being here that your Queen knows of our coming" she said.

"Aye she does. Our Dothraki scouts spotted your host two days ago and reported back your sigils.. The Queen's advisors were easily able to identify the Sun and Spear of House Martell and the Falling Star and Sword of House Dayne.," he said.

"And whom are your Queen's advisors might I ask?" Arianne asked.

"To be honest they're more bodyguards than advisors but she listens to them nonetheless. Both are Westerosi. First we have the exile Ser Jorah Mormont, apparently he has been with the Queen for some time and then we have her Queensguard Ser Barristan Selmy," he said.

But before he could continue Gerold interrupted him and asked, "Barristan the Bold is her Queensguard?"

"I take it you've heard of him," Daario replied with a smile.

Gerold was silent but Arianne replied, "Ser Barristan is regarded as the finest swordsman in all of Westeros. He was at one point second only to Ser Gerold's uncle: Ser Arthur Dayne, The Sword of the Morning. If Queen Daenerys has gained such a follower than she sounds quite impressive. But speaking of gaining followers, how did you come into the service of the Queen let alone take command of the Second Sons? Last I recall you were a Lieutenant when we met in Norvos last year."

"You might find this surprising but the two are interlinked. The Masters of Yunkai had hired us to protect the city from the Queen and her Legions. We treated with her to size her up and then decided it would be better to assassinate her. I was chosen to do the deed but instead killed Mero and Prendahl na Ghezn and took their heads to her Grace and pledged my loyalty and that of the Second Sons," Daario told them.

"That's one way to get ahead in life," Gerold mused which caused Daario to laugh.

"And here I thought puns where beneath you Gerold," Arianne said.

"They usually are Princess," he replied. He then turned back to Daario and said, "So the Queen is expecting us."

"Indeed. She's very excited to meet her fellow countrymen," Daario said.

"The feeling is mutual," Arianne said.

They continued on their way down the streets of Meereen making small talk until they arrived at the Great Pyramid. The three dismounted their horses and they handed the reigns to waiting footmen.

"If you would follow me," Daario said. He then lead Arianne and Gerold up the steps and into the Great Pyramid.

The halls of the Great Pyramid were lined with Unsullied guards and torches to light them. He led them a wooden three got on and the lift and it took them up the pyramid.

"The Great Pyramid is 33 stories tall. Her Grace's apartments are at the apex, and underneath them is her main audience hall. Luckily for us the Pyramid has multiple lifts built through the pyramid to make going up and down easier. Her grace is converting one of the lower halls into another audience chamber for when she wants to listen to the commoners," Daario said. Eventually the lift stopped and the three exited the lift and walked down more corridors. Eventually they reached a large wooden door flanked by two Unsullied Soldiers. Daario nodded too the soldiers and they opened the door and the three followed them inside.

The inside of the throne was vast. Skylights eliminated the vault and each side of the room was lined with half a dozen Unsullied soldiers. In the center of the room was a raised dias with a simple black wood bench. And upon the bench was Daenerys Targaryen and behind her was Ser Barristan and Ser Jorah. And to her left was her Major Domo Missandei of Naath.

"You stand before Daenerys Stormborn of House Targaryen, Rightful Queen and Protector of the Seven Kingdoms, Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea, Queen of Meereen, The Breaker of Chains, The Unburnt and Mother of Dragons," announced Missandei.

"Your Grace," Arianne and Gerold replied as they gave her a small curtsy and bow respectively.

"Princess Arianne of House Martell and Ser Gerold of House Dayne I welcome you to Meereen," Daenerys said.

Next Time on A Song of Suns and Stars:

Dinner with the Queen. The Death of the Viper. Battles with Harpies. New Allies and Old Friends. The Voyage Home.

Not too shabby for a first chapter eh?

Anywho welcome my take on GoT from the viewpoints of Arianne Martell and Gerold Dayne. It's been several years since i've read AFFC and ADWD so forgive me if Arianne is a little off. Also I happen to be unapologetic lover for Darkstar. Is he a wanna be anime character? Yes. Is he just a wannabe Jamie Lannister? Kinda. Is he ridiculously extra? Absolutely. Is he a trash? No Doubt About It. Still love him though. Also yes I flipped his hair because black on white is kinda meh. While this is an "attempt" to salvage Dorne for the show don't expect it to be completely Dorne focused. Though expect some good Dornish political intrigue in the next two chapters as Arianne learns what happens to her family back home in Dorne. Expect a more expanded role for Obara, Sarella and little Elia in the coming chapters. Also yes Obara's OC love interest is homage to certain mutant family from Marvel Comics. But don't expect too much from him. This is Gerold and Arianne's story.

Anywho I hope ya'll didn't the quick breeze through up to early Season 4. The next chapter will cover the back half of Season 4 through Dany's arrival on Dragonstone. We need to get to the Season Seven goodness after all.