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The three walked down the hill with the horseman still surrounding them. A disgruntled Gimli with his "eyes like hawk" kept his eyes on their captors. He muttered foul things about them which neither Jorah nor the other eight seemed to hear. A look or quick jab from Aragorn or Legolas would deter him, if only for a little while. Jorah rode off ahead of them leaving the other eight behind. They saw him head towards the front of the army but he was soon out of sight. The army had stopped, but surprisingly showed little to no interest in them. They remained in perfect formation, spears firmly planted in the ground and shields clasped in their other hand.

"Eh, cheery lot aren't they" Gimli commented. Aragorn and Legolas stayed silent as they observed all around them. Aragorn looked up to the sky to see that three winged beasts had flown off elsewhere. Legolas peered ahead to where Jorah had ridden off to. He remained mounted on his horse, but he could see he was talking to someone else with some urgency; a woman.

"I see her. Their Khaleesi" he said softly. Aragorn silently acknowledged.

"What does she look like?" Gimli asked looking up to him. He then tried to look past the horseman, but he was too short to see anything. His friends managed to smile at his attempts "Probably no different than some orc filth" he spat. Legolas' smile grew a little wider.

They were escorted to the front of the army. The horseman scattered from around them giving them some space. Aragorn, Gimli and Legolas spread out themselves standing side to side. Jorah dismounted his horse and came forward towards them, his hand resting upon his sword and with another man by his side. Although he was older with a white beard they noticed that he seemed more like Jorah than any of the horseman or even the soldiers they had past. The two of them lined up as the three of them did; Jorah parallel to Aragorn and Legolas to the other man. Gimli was in the middle.

"I am Ser Barristan Selmy" the other man spoke with an aged voice "Jorah has told me your names" he said as he looked them over "You. Dwarf." He said sternly "Jorah told her only your names" he paused "But you will not speak of her again in that manner." he gripped his sword. Clearly he was told more than their Khaleeshi "If you do it will be the last thing you say" he unsheathed it slightly so they could see the blade. Legolas reached back for an arrow and Gimli tensed up with his axe. But Aragorn spoke before they could show him their own weapons.

"Forgive him" he said "His temper is as short as he is, but he means no offense"

"And proud of it" the dwarf boasted aside his friends. His friends being accustomed to him seemed amused by his outburst, but Jorah and Barristan still seemed much less so.

"But if Ser Jorah has told you why we're here than you must know why he is so against this"

"Your friends, yes…" the old knight paused "hobbits?" he asked quizzically. Just like Jorah before him he had no idea what they were talking about. He like everyone else heard stories about the children of the forest and these hobbits seemed similar to them. But although no one had seen them for thousands of his years the looks in the eyes of these three travelers before him seemed genuine in their statements. They nodded to him cementing their statements. But their looks and actions didn't mean he trusted them. "I've never heard of such things" he said dismissing them.

"Many have not" Legolas spoke up "They're a quite folk who rarely leave their homes, preferring its comfort than to the open road"

"And yet you claim to look for two who have" Jorah pointed out.

"Four" Aragorn said and all eyes went to him.

"Four?" Barristan repeated.

"When this is all over.. if we can." A bit of grief escaping his throat and the saddened look of his comrades that seemed again, surprisingly genuine.

"What took them?" Barristan asked.

"The Uruk-hai of Isengard". Barristan and Jorah exchanged similar glances. Confusion, suspicion and more riddled in both their faces. They had heard enough, but it wasn't for them to decide, only to advise.

They turned their heads back to the army behind them. "Your grace" Jorah called back. They caught the sound of a dismount and feet hitting the ground, although it was picked up the most by Legolas.

The pair of feet crunched the dirt beneath as it approached them, getting louder as it drew closer. Neither Aragorn nor Gimli could see who was approaching them, but Legolas had seen who it was already. Aragorn turned to Legolas and looked to him with a sense of urgency and anticipation. He wanted to know what to expect, if he had not doomed his friends with him and abandoned the others. Legolas turned to him to answer his expectation with a smile. At ease he turned his back to the knights and their approaching leaders.

The same could not be said of Gimli, who was still unsettled by this dilemma stood in-between the other two trying to peer through Jorah and Barristan but to no avail, save for a wave of blue blown by the wind.

Then Jorah and Barristan stepped aside and someone stepped between them; a beautiful young woman with white flowing hair, draped in a bright blue dress. This certainly wasn't what they were expecting to be at the head of the army with a pack of savage horseman hanging around. But all this time they couldn't help but be reminded of something; look fairer and feel fouler.

"This is Daenerys Stormborn of the House Targaryen, the First of Her Name, the Unburnt, Queen of Meereen, Queen of the Andals and the Rhoynar and the First Men, Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea, Breaker of Chains, and Mother of Dragons" Jorah introduced her and all her titles.

The three hunters were silent as they took in the last dragon and all her titles. She in turn observed at the three of them. They were certainly the strangest group she had ever seen.

"You are Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli" she said and they identified themselves with a nod once she did. "My advisers believe you were following us. I would like to know if you were and why" she asked with authority.

Ultimately Gimli broke their silence. "Pff. We have no interest in following you, or your dragons" his eyes turned up to watch the sky for the winged beasts, which luckily for him had flown off elsewhere for the time being. He however spoke too bluntly much for their liking.

"You speak to the Queen of the Seven Kingdoms" Jorah spoke "You will mind what you say" His words did little to deter the already riled Gimli.

"Proud you may be, but you know not who you stand before" he pointed to his tall fair haired companion and the he turned to Aragorn "This is Aragorn son of Arathorn. The rightful King of Gondor!" All three of their eyes widened as they turned to view Aragorn.

"You.." Barristan paused "A King?" Aragorn nodded reluctantly "You do not look like such". Even Jorah agreed. Some men fancied the titles of King Beyond the Wall, this Aragorn looked like such a man if he was south of it.

"You look like no knight" Legolas interjected on behalf of his friend. He turned his head to Jorah "Nor you a lord".

"You threaten me?" Barristan gripped his sword tightly.

"Do not let their appearance fool you" Daenerys spoke to her Queensguard calming the tension "One year ago I may not have looked like a queen ready to rule the seven kingdoms, yet here I stand now" she turned her attention to Aragorn "Gondor.." she thought aloud "That isn't in the Seven Kingdoms"

"No. It is not" he answered her

"But that's your home and you must return there. It is yours by right" he made no response "Did someone take it from you?" Aragorn took in a deep breathe. This Queen may have her home, but his was something he never wanted.

"No" he exhaled. Daenerys couldn't believe what she heard.

"What are you doing all the way out here?"

"Tracking a party of Uruk-hai. They have taken our friends captive" he explained again, now to her and regained his confidence as he did so. "They are heading to Isengard and every second you delay us the closer they get" he paused "and they will suffer greatly if they evade us" he spoke gravely.

"Uruk-hai?" she questioned upon hearing it for the first time.

"Perversions of orcs and goblins with men and elves" Aragorn explained. Her face seemed to churn as she attempted to process all of this.

"Where is this Isengard?" she eventually asked.

"Stronghold of the wizard Saruman. It lies northwest of Gondor, but is closer to the Gap of Rohan"

"Rohan?"

"Home of the horse lords" he explained.

"Horse lords…you mean the Dothraki" she corrected, finally making some sense of it all.

Aragorn raised a brow "I assure you I do not".

"Orcs? goblins?"

"Grumpkins and Snarks" Barristan concluded "The stuff of legends and old stories" he assured her.

"Would you dismiss elves so easily" Legolas spoke up softly before Gimli could pour his outrage. The three looked to them in astonishment and suspicion.

"We have none of those is the seven kingdoms"

"Your home. The seven kingdoms, what is it like?" he asked curiously.

She winced at the question "I do not know, exactly" she admitted shakily " I have never been there. My family was driven away when I was born". Barristan then spoke for her explaining briefly of the kingdoms. The north and it's snow, Dorne and it's sand, The Reach and it's gardens, the Stormland's rain, the Vale's mountains, The raiders of the iron islands, the Riverlands and finishing with the Westerlands gold.

"Now that, sounds like a site worth seeing" Gimli said as he rested his axe across his shoulders. "Casterly Rock would be the proud seat of any great dwarf lord". One day it may be.

As they continued to talk one question had popped into Joarh's mind, one that had not yet been answered "The Khaleesi's past is not the subject of this conversation" he stated "Your friends. Why did they take them?"

The elf, man and dwarf exchanged odd looks to each other. There was a refusal to speak, to talk to them. Jorah was certain now their deceit would be revealed.

"They have…" the ranger stopped, weighing his words carefully. Secrecy above all else "something very valuable"

"Explain" Daenerys snapped immediately.

Aragorn again strained his words, but his vague explanations would do him no good. They knew he was hiding something and they would find out.

"They believe they hold Saurons ring. The one ring" ARagorn admitted. Despite the graveness of his tone and words this seemed the most vexing thing of all for them to hear.

"What's so special about this ring?"

"It is the ring of power. The source of all the dark lords' power cut from his very hand by my ancestor" Aragorn explained, but like all the other words that were exchanged between the two groups it did not resonate at all with the others.

"I think we have heard enough" Jorah said, finally dismissing this. "We cannot allow you to delay us any longer"

"That is what we have said all this time!" Gimli exclaimed "You let us go to track them down and you go to pillage and raid"

"It is not our way to pillage and raid" Daenerys cemented.

"Do not see what is at stake here!" Legolas let out a burst of emotion "There are greater things at work here"

"I very much doubt that" Barristan said "But it is not our decision" he turned to Daenerys to await her verdict.

The obliviousness of the other group greatly puzzled the other standing across from them. Iron throne? Rings of power? Targaryen? Aragorn? Westeros? Gondor? At least they had the same consensus about dragons.

Jorah and Barristan easily wrote them off as mad, but Daenerys couldn't help but feel some strange sense of sincerity amongst all they said. She pondered all the possibilities before her about these three strange companions.

"You have said many strange things" she finally said after a long silence "Things I've never heard of before" she looked the three of them over. They all seemed tense and uneasy about the her word "Everything I have told you is true… and I believe everything you have told me is as well, no matter how strange it say sound" they eased up when they heard that "Go. Find your friends" she commanded if s for voice. She then looked specifically to Aragorn "Go home"

The King of Gondor bowed his head to the Queen of the Seven Kingdoms.

"Thank you". Legolas spoke his own thanks in elvish as Gimli grunted his own. The two then turned to Aragorn, their leader.

"Where to now?" the elf asked as they waited patiently for his answer.

Aragorn looked from Daenerys, Joran and Barristan and then out to the distance. He took a step away and looked to the horizon. He looked up to the bright blue sky and all the mountains. The wind blew and he looked down to examine the earth. He took in their surroundings before looking out again.

"That way" he nodded off to the distance. The other five looked out to where he nodded off to.

"Are you sure?" Daenerys asked looking to the distant mountains. There seemed like nothing for miles.

"I am sure" he said confidently before turning back to face them again. "Ser Barristan Selmy, Ser Jorah Mormont" he looked to them and finally came to Daenerys "Queen Daenerys. I wish you luck". He then looked to his own companions. "We must not waste any more time"

"Yes! Haa!" Gimli cheered as he ran off. Legolas took off after him soon after, leaving Aragorn behind. He took in one final glance at their three captors.

He gave a silent, understanding nod to those who were just his captors a few moments ago. Then he pivoted on his feet and raced off after his friends, quickly catching up and passing them to lead them further on their journey.

Daenerys and her advisers turned their heads watching them go. Their feet taking them farther away in the desert and their cloaks blowing in the wind.

"That may just be the strangest group of traveling companions I have ever seen" Barristan admitted as they watched them leave, getting smaller and smaller in the distance.

"Yes.." Daenerys agreed softly "..very strange indeed" The three hunters ran off into the distance. Then the dwarf, elf and King all disappeared into the horizon.