Jorah kissed her temple gently as he nodded his head. "I swear that they will pay for the pain they have caused us." He vowed.
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It was a month later when the last of the Frey's were brought to the capital. Jorah had sent men to build a special arena outside of the city. There were perches made for each of the Queen's dragons to rest upon and they had been trained to take their positions. Jorah had been using the arena as a feeding pen for the dragon's. Today would be different.
Every Frey in the city was marched by the Unsullied to the arena and forced to stand along the sandy floor. Jorah and others of the small council along with the unsullied stood in along the top of the walls as the Frey's began to look confused and scared. Those who were standing as witnesses along with the unsullied were wearing the bitter oil that would keep them safe from the dragon's. They Frey's were not given the same protection.
The sound of large wings approaching could be heard as Daenerys rode to the arena upon Drogon's back. The three dragon's were perched and looked down into the arena with interest. It was time for the execution, Jorah wondered if any of the Frey's would beg for mercy. He made sure the records were checked relentlessly to ensure that only those with Frey blood within them were within this arena. No matter the age, all with Frey blood in their veins stood within this arena.
Amongst the witnesses were the remnants of the Tulley household. The Tulley's held no love for either the Frey's or the Lannister's. Jorah had invited them to see justice served to the Frey family of the injustice they caused upon Tulley kin. Sansa Stark's mother was a Tulley when she was a maid, it would be the beginning of winning over the North to Daenerys. If she could win the trust and fealty of Sansa's uncles then perhaps they would encourage the girl to swear fealty to Daenerys as well.
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It was a month later when the last of the Frey's were brought to the capital. Jorah had sent men to build a special arena outside of the city. There were perches made for each of the Queen's dragons to rest upon and they had been trained to take their positions. Jorah had been using the arena as a feeding pen for the dragon's. Today would be different.
Every Frey in the city was marched by the Unsullied to the arena and forced to stand along the sandy floor. Jorah and others of the small council along with the unsullied stood in along the top of the walls as the Frey's began to look confused and scared. Those who were standing as witnesses along with the unsullied were wearing the bitter oil that would keep them safe from the dragon's. They Frey's were not given the same protection.
The sound of large wings approaching could be heard as Daenerys rode to the arena upon Drogon's back. The three dragon's were perched and looked down into the arena with interest. It was time for the execution, Jorah wondered if any of the Frey's would beg for mercy. He made sure the records were checked relentlessly to ensure that only those with Frey blood within them were within this arena. No matter the age, all with Frey blood in their veins stood within this arena.
Amongst the witnesses were the remnants of the Tulley household. The Tulley's held no love for either the Frey's or the Lannister's. Jorah had invited them to see justice served to the Frey family of the injustice they caused upon Tulley kin. Sansa Stark's mother was a Tulley when she was a maid, it would be the beginning of winning over the North to Daenerys. If she could win the trust and fealty of Sansa's uncles then perhaps they would encourage the girl to swear fealty to Daenerys as well.