The Game Begins Anew

Tyrion

He had some pip in his step this morning. First he finally got his whistle wet from an attractive woman, then he was awoken by the new Maester given to them a week ago from Olenna herself, Kyle was his name and he gave him a raven with the sigil of his family: Silent lion was his father's handmade stamp for letters, and reading it he rushed to take this to his Queen who was currently treating with his good friend, Jon Snow.

Daenerys had been advised to call Jon to the south by an unknown woman he knew as Melisandre, Stannis's former adviser, and sorceress. She babbled about a danger coming from beyond the Wall and that it was destiny for his Queen to aid Jon with this unknown threat. Either way, this brings a new potential ally to the current war at hand and the Seven knows the Stark's have plenty of reasons to go to war with his sister.

Opening the doors leading to the beach and with an escort of Unsullied and Dothraki he met Missandei out by the final steps, he greeted the lover of General Grey Worm and asked where the Queen and Jon were. She said that they were in the caves that held what Jon Snow wanted, Dragonglass. He commented on how close him and Daenerys had gotten, at the start the two couldn't speak to each other and after a few days and his intervention the two have found some common ground.

He wants an alliance with his Queen and the North to succeed and the unfortunate absence of Vickon helped this find some foundation, not that he dislikes the Greyjoy in any way because the King of Irons fleet has made their dominance of numbers on the open waters quite clear. It's simply that Dany has gotten too close to Vickon from their months at sea and it left him a bit unsettled at how close they had gotten with telling each other stories of their past.

A benevolent monarch doesn't make long-lasting friendships with Pirates and Independent Vagabonds, he already sees no peace coming from 'King' Vickon or his Iron Rabble. Suffice to say his memory of seeing his father's fleet burning and men crying for help imprinted a lasting impression that Ironborn cannot be trusted. It is Vickon's fleet that makes him tolerate the man despite his constant 'flirting' with his Queen, it's trouble and he will do what he can to prevent it.

"Your grace! I have pleasant news!" He said aloud and approached the two coming out of the caves. Daenerys had a pleasant smile on her face, a good sign for him.

"What is it?" She asked and he opened the letter to read it.

"The General and his men were successful in capturing Casterly Rock," He stopped there because that is the best part of the letter, that rest is rather concerning but it is still a victory, Casterly Rock was the symbol of Lannister power and now it belongs to Daenerys. Unfortunately and fortunately Dany didn't pursue because of one simple but dangerous distraction.

Vickon Greyjoy.

Daenerys

She was going to persist to know the details of her right hand's victory over the Lion, but before she could she caught glimpse of the familiar tentacled monster of her second strongest ally, Vickon? She thought with uncontrolled happiness at seeing her newest friend come ashore with several new strangers, one being taller than even Jorah with a thick beard and clad in black plate beside the crest of House Greyjoy on its center.

Since the news came of the defeat at sea she secretly worried for his safety, that Vickon would return and that they would resume their conversations. The worries worsened for the first few days of Jon and Davos arrival to Dragonstone. She had no one to really convey her frustrations with besides Missandei, though she isn't as blunt as Vickon was when coming to talk about frustrating people. It sort of lessened once she found some common ground with Jon, mostly trying to get him to bend the knee as she demanded.

Now Vickon is back in the fold, though not with Asha and Theon as she expected. She took quiet steps right to the shore to meet her lost ally in person, he smiled and jumped out of the rowboat and walked towards her and knelt his head in a nod, that same smirk ever immortal on his face.

"I told you I always come back, though in rougher shape." He commented and she scoffed with a smirk, that same old attitude.

"Oh. Jon, this is Vickon; the King of the Stepstones and the Iron Islands. Vickon, this is Jon Snow; temporary sovereign of the North." She introduced whilst leaving out the fact that Jon is calling himself King in the North, Jon smirked at her defiance and Vickon just stared the Northerner down with no anger or surprise, just confusion.

She went right to the important stuff, Vickon's report on what his end is about the attack and Dorne. It was pleasantly surprising and shocking, two of Ellaria's daughters were slain and the same woman and Asha were taken captive. The good news is the Last Martell made it home and is calling the banners, Theon is assisting as a general and adviser to Lady or Princess Tyene now.

This is good, with Grey Worms victory in the West and the Dornish Banners being called for war and is no doubt marching up the Bone Way as they speak. The defeat by Euron is clearly and utterly overshadowed, in a way Vickon was the reason for these wins and soon another victory will follow.

"I am glad you are back. Now, who is this?" She wondered and stared at the tall man standing beside Vickon, her ally cleared his throat and gestured to the taller man.

"This is my last uncle, Victarion. He is temporary Lord of Pyke in my stead- " the one named Victarion shot back before Vickon could finish, it was quite amusing.

"Don't lie to the woman, boy! I am the true Lord of Pyke, and the Islands as a whole." Victarion then turned to her and nodded his head, "Hello your grace, it is a blessing to see our enemies are the same, Euron and the Whore Queen will be feasted upon by the Drowned God very soon." She commented in a thought that the man is certainly excited to slay his brother and her rival in ruling the Seven Kingdoms, a good quality to be had.

Together the three were heading to gather the war council, Jon and Davos were welcome to join if they wish but right now she needs a plan for their next offensive. She and Vickon were side by side and it was then she noticed the scar running down the far end of his cheek, it made him look roguish and sort of handsome. He must have noticed her and turned with a smile.

"So. Nothing else to say? I mean I could have died." She scoffed at his jape and smirked at the thought, remembering when she told him before leaving Mereen, 'We could die. You could die' And he told her 'Greyjoy's don't die, they simply go missing before rising again.' She now believes this but what does this mean for their Greyjoy enemy? Euron is a danger and has to be stopped.

"I know you Greyjoy's, they don't really die." She reminisced and he barked in laughter as they entered the seat of her family, then a few moments after this came the war room. She went to the center and cleared her throat, "With Vickon and his uncle here, the last daughter of Dorne in her lands and marshaling the Dornish armies, we can finally plan a new offensive against Cersei Lannister." She said and nodded for Tyrion to take over who smiled back at her.

The new plans were as follows, Vickon and Victarion will split half the fleet and blockade the Bay and be on constant lookout for Euron and his ships. She and Tyrion will make landfall within the Stormlands and begin their conquest with her Dothraki, to bring them in line since many became independent and proclaimed themselves their own monarchs, Connington, Swann, and Wylde are just a few of the powerful Houses that have risen since the fall of the Baratheon Dynasty.

It was late when she invited Vickon to sup with her, she had just spoken to Jon once more before this. She was nervous for some uncertain reason, it's just dinner and nothing other than that. Just a friendly evening with a close friend is all, nothing to worry about and she can literately feel her cheeks flustering and she shook her head in quick paces. It's going to be fine, he made his motives clear when we became allies, She thought. He wasn't interested in being any closer to her than just friends, though if she were a weaker woman he wouldn't mind.

"You summoned me? Oh, a dinner. And here I imagined you would tie me to the bedpost and have your way with me." She turned sharply at his entering and wondered if she is lost in thought that bad? Scoffing at his remark she gestured for him to sit, he obliged and plopped right into the chair, eating the food ravenously.

"I had thought to see you. We haven't spoken since you got back." She cursed herself, its only been a day and he was at sea for most of the time he was gone. He sighed and leaned back, looking at her and undressing her with his eyes. "Can you stop. It's nothing special." She tried to get him to ease off but the way she said it and how she blushed caused the attempt to fail.

"I can't admire the dress you are wearing? Red and black suits you. Though I would say gold and black would be so much better." He spoke charmingly just as he would always do. It wasn't just her neither, he did the same to any woman and Missandei too, until Grey Worm told him to leave her be. "This was a good meal, but it's not why I accepted your request to see me." She was confused and sat up straight, he was serious this time and it had her worried somewhat.

"You are serious, why?" She will admit he was disappointed he didn't accept just to see her. He shifted and looked to the door and window as if someone was listening in.

"No one knew where we were going. Euron wasn't lucky to find us, he was waiting." Her eyes widened, she is getting paranoid now.

"So. You are saying that, that... " She didn't want to say it, that the impossible could be true.

"Yes... We have a spy in our midst. And it's someone within our circle."

Jaime

With six thousand Tarly men and eight thousand of his fathers best from the Westerlands, he marched onto the lands of House Tyrell. One of the rebel Houses fighting alongside the Targaryen girl. If his sister's spy is to be correct, then Casterly Rock has fallen and that brings the Unsullied invaders a good few hundred miles from the battle to come. Ellaria and Asha are captured so this cripples any assaults from Dorne.

His sister was quick to act, buying the loyalties of several houses from the Reach, promising any child she may have or making them new great lords of Dorne, Iron Islands and the North and Stormlands if they refuse Olenna's call to arms. Only House Redwyne, Fossaway and Hightower remained loyal but their forces are dealing with the forces that joined his sister.

"Tyrell soldiers aren't the greatest. The castle will fall within a day or three." Lord Randyll Tarly said to him and nodded. Highgarden was built high for siege, this would take time but he can wait, it will fall and the Tyrell gold and food will be theirs. He turned to Randyll, his son, and Bronn and nodded to them to go to their posts. Afterward, he unsheathed his sword and put his helm on his head.

"Let's begin!"