Chapter 73:

Chapter 73:

Author Note: This novel is around seventy percent done, so things will start to fall into place and stuff sooner than later!

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For that novel the chapters are around 3000-4000 words per chapter.

The first chapter is 3400 words so yeah big bois

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After taking full and absolute control over Astapor, with my first order of business being that slavery was illegal and that all slaves were free to choose their own path, I left the city, leaving a small army of five thousand men to protect it as I rode with the rest of my army off to Myr, where I would meet with Daenerys and my babies.

Coming to Astapor had opened my eyes to many interesting problems in my plan.

Logistically speaking every time I conquered a city I had to leave behind some type of army to defend it.

Which in the end, would leave me short of men, the only way to avoid that was to completely destroy any opposition.

And considering that so far I had personally conquered three cities, four if I counted Tyrosh that was conquered by one of my generals during my time in Astapor, things were looking bad for me in the future.

In each city I had been leaving around five thousand soldiers to defend my new lands from sieges and raids from nearby cities that decided it was their time to shine, leaving my usable army in the seventy five thousands, at the moment, instead of the almost one hundred thousand I had in total.

While seventy five thousand men were indeed a big army, at the pace I was dwindling my own numbers for logistical reasons I would end up with almost none.

Myr - 5000 Men

Lys - 5000 Men

Tyrosh - 5000 Men

Astapor - 5000 Men

In total I had twenty thousand men out of my hands, but now that I had noticed this problem, those numbers could and would be improved.

For example the islands didn't need that many men to protect them, the Krakens were all the defences they needed, so I could lower the numbers on those to one thousand men each island and it would be more than enough.

Now, the earth bound cities needed the soldiers I had on them, mostly to avoid putting me in a situation where I had to conquer a city twice, so as now the only way to shorten the amount of men I had off my hands was by taking some from the islands.

"Is there anything this one can do for you?" Missandei offered.

"Not for now," I chuckled, "By the way, you can refer to yourself with I you know instead ofthis one,"

"I just wish we could be together at all times," I smiled.

"Once this war ends, I'm sure that wish will come true," Dacey smiled.

[Illyrio Mopatis POV]

Myr had fallen, and so did Astapor, and I was sure by this point that monster knew I had a hand in his assasination attempt.

If I didn't do something I would die, he had an army few could hope to match, three dragons that one day would grow to be beasts of unparalleled power and the money to fund all that.

But I had something he didn't. Experience, decades of experience.

I knew I wasn't enough to kill him, but with the help of Braavos, he was as good as dead.

"This plan you have. is too expensive, if it fails we can't do it again," The representative of the Iron Bank commented, and he was right my plan to kill Ronard and his army was expensive, and it would put me on a crippling debt with the Iron Bank, but as long as Ronard existed, the young griff would never get the crown.

"Don't worry, I only need one shot, and all that brat built will fall like a house of cards," I smiled.

[Peter Baelish POV]

Things weren't going quite as planned, a small player became the most prominent player overnight, I had lost my position as the master of coin.

The despicable Ned Stark had survived, closing any possible relationships for me with the Starks, after all, I did sell him out.

But with time I would turn this to my favor, if the bear ended up winning, I was sure with that with the right preparation I could manipulate the young bear to my favor, I just had to find what made the young bear tick.

"Lord Baelish," Varys said, entering my establishment.

"Varys, to what do I owe this pleasure?" I inquired sarcastically.

"Save the lies for the court, now how about we talk about John Arrys," Varys smiled taking a seat.

Varys knew how the old disgusting man had died, but he also knew who had requested such a thing, he couldn't use that against me, so what was the little spider trying to do

"By all means, let's," I smiled.

[Margaery Tyrell POV]

I was to marry in a few days, in a few days I would be Queen! The only bad part was that my King didn't find women appealing at all, but that hardly mattered.

I didn't care where or in whom he put his manhood inside, as long as his seed was delivered to me.

If I gave him a heir, my position as the Queen would be forever sealed, after that I couldn't care less if he slept with Loras for the rest of his life.

"Soon I'll be a Queen," I smiled, begging the gods to help me get with a child fast.