Essos shall fall

(This chapter is more story based)

Daemon smiled a little, having reached a decision. "We shall take Essos first. Vicor, take a fleet to Lys and blockade them. Let them know that if they surrender, we'll let them conduct business as usual, and let their ships through the Stepstones unhindered, as long as they provide monthly tribute. I shall take a fleet to Tyrosh, and offer the same deal. Go and prepare." the council left, and Daemon lifted Tyria off his cock, pulling his pants off and giving her a sweet smile. "It looks like i'll have to leave you here again." Tyria smiled sweetly, kissing his cheek happily. "I'll be waiting for you, my King~" Her tone was seductive and loving, infatuated with Daemon as she was. She walked off, hips swaying as she hummed happily. Daemon smiled, watching her go, before grabbing his sheathed sword and heading out, the blood red jewel on the pommel glowing brightly. He headed out for his flag ship, the "Sea-Dragon". Daemons warship was massive, with enough room on deck for 500 people at once. With a mass of oars able to be deployed, Sea-Dragon was by far the most intimidating ship in the sea, one that was admired even by the Ironborn. With arrow slits in the side of the upper deck, the hull armored up, some claimed the ship was made as a gift by **** itself, and that it was indestructible. However, its biggest strength was in the swivel turrets across the ship. On them were special contraptions, able to shoot fire out in a stream. Daemon called it "Valyrian Fire", and it was one of Daemons keys to his success.

(Valyrian fire is modeled after Greek fire, so if you want to know more about how it works, feel free to look that up.)