On the endless summer sea, a ten-meter-long dilapidated pirate ship is sailing with the wind. If some asked asked a navigator where they were, They would say Widowmaker is sailing toward Volantis from Lys.
But things on the ship were far from peaceful. The situation was tense. Seven people stood on the deck — three were standing beside a young child, who looked around ten or eleven years old, and the other four faced them with uncertain, uneasy steps.
"Hand of the treasure you will free to go and be alive." Ghiscar shouted at the child opposite to him, as if seeing the child as commodity. Its clear that he was thinking something evil, more likely sell this Valyrian child as bed slave on Volantis.
Child opposite to Ghiscar frowned and Korras on the side of the child shouted "Did you forgot about the kindness captain showed to you Ghiscar, if not for captain you would be nothing but an starving orphan on Blood-stone.
"Old is gone if we follow this wrench we will die by hunger sooner or later."
Korras clenched his fists, clearly torn inside. Then he replied with fierce loyalty, "He is the captain's only son. My loyalty runs as deep as the sea.
We Tyroshi repay our debts. The Captain saved me, and I will stand by his blood even in the face of death. If I must die for him, so be it. I will not betray him."
"You!" Ghiscar growled, pointing a trembling finger at Korras. His face twisted with rage and desperation.
"You would throw away your life for a boy who barely knows your name?"
Korras didn't flinch. "I would throw away my life for honor. For the man who saved me, and his blood who stands before you now."
Tension thickened the air as Thoros took a single step forward, hand resting near the hilt of his blade. The wind howled across the deck, and even the waves seemed to still.
Thoros Pyne watched Ghiscar's group with sharp eyes.
Originally a bastard from the Iron Islands, Letter rescued from a shipwreck by the notorious Sky Fleet, known for its plunder on the shore of step-stones.
It was the notorious Sky Fleet captain, Auron, who took him in and raised him as one of his own, how could he Thoros an a bastard of Iron-born not be loyal than those selfish iron born who are often took his loot and left him barely clinging of life.
As the wind passed, Thoros moved like a shadow, swiftly overtaking the man to the left of Ghiscar clearly failed to took him down with one swing.
At the same time, Korras lunged at Ghiscar himself and his ally on the right. Blades clashed and boots scraped the wet deck. But one pirate slipped away through the chaos, running straight toward the child, Aereon.
Korras and Thoros both noticed too late. Their eyes widened with alarm as they realised they couldn't break away from their opponents. Panic rose in their chests. They had to trust the boy could defend himself.
As the wind passed, Thoros moved like a shadow, swiftly overtaking the man to the left of Ghiscar. At the same time, Korras lunged at Ghiscar himself and his ally on the right. Blades clashed and boots scraped the wet deck. But one pirate slipped away through the chaos, running straight toward the child, Aereon.
Korras and Thoros both noticed too late. Their eyes widened with alarm as they realised they couldn't break away from their opponents. Panic rose in their chests. They had to trust the boy could defend himself.
But to their shock, the boy slightly bent to get away from the sword slash the enemy targeted and immediately cut off the ankle of the pirate, causing him to lose control of his ankle and fall on one knee.
"Aawwowu! You damn bitch," Nuru the pirate immediately cursed from the injury its evident that he would be disable for rest of his life, but before he could swing the sword again at the boy to make distance, taking advantage of his opponent's misfortune.
Aereon, with lightning speed, drove the Valyrian steel dagger into Nuru's neck. As blood started to come out, he didn't take the small chance to see him suffer.
Immediately taking the dagger from his neck, he swung his dagger into Nuru's chest, causing him to run chaotically.
But with the sudden wave, he fell into the ocean and blood immediately drew out the shark, Aereon took a small pick toward the ocean seeing Death of Nuru's as the pirate couldn't comprehend which pain would he die first neck chest or the constant shark attack.
But thankfully world took mercy on him and let him gone within a minute.
"Huff... huff... huff..." Aereon took deep breaths as he looked at the chaos in front of him.
The wind whipped through his silver hair as his grip tightened around the blood-slicked dagger.
He had never taken a life before not in this or his previous life, but instinct had driven him. Now, his small hands trembled slightly, But his eyes are telling a hunger on it.
He took one step forward, ready to rejoin the fight, though his heart was pounding like a war drum. But he was his father's son, taking the life of the pirate's and human couldn't disgust him.
Truth be told he had been transmigrated two years early in this world, and always question if he was an part of ASOIAF or GOT universe, if so why never the Daenarys or the Nobles from Volantis seek out him.
The question was answered tonight by the bloody betrayal of Ghiscar.
He was never meant to live from today, but die out in the hand of the pirates.