Arthas stood tall as the ship creaks and rocks back in forth, dancing to the rhythm of the sea. The Lich king emerald gaze never left the war map that he had carved onto the table. He come to understand that Dorne didn't have any Naval power but he had a feeling that the lord of sunspear is quite aware of his approaching fleet, quite a few traders had pass them and Sunspear was a trade port for travelers. Doran the cripple prince of the desert may be handicapped but the boy wasn't stupid. He would have fortified the beaches regardless of Arthas intentions, making a beach landing very difficult in an assault. Dorne was protected on all sides by its mountainous regions making the only other assault be from the Kingsroad and through the prince's pass which is a narrow road protected on both sides by mountains, it made Dorne very fucking difficult to invade from the north since they could funnel larger armies through making their numbers useless and easy targets for bowmen. The Targaryen's fell many times trying to conquer Dorne through war and their dragons didn't help either. Arthas smirks, He knew he could take it easily; the scourge was already dead, it would take a while but eventually dorne would surrender.

He picked up the pawn piece and rolls it around his fingers, but it won't come to that. He could easily storm the beaches and win as well but plans of battle are just a precaution, he wanted to treat with the desert people. The Martells had rumor 50,000 spears that they could muster, most likely more if they included the common folk and not professional Soldiers. He estimated another two weeks before he reaches the seas of dorne and by than their fortifications will already be done for the most part.

He let his mind wander and the thought of the platinum hair Dragon tamer through his attention, Daenerys had indeed surprised him with her latest stunt and how she dealt with the slave masters, she even went and freed the Unsullied troops though the soldiers knew nothing but battle and would follow her wishes regardless. He thought about slaying the Dorthraki and bringing them into his army as undead riders but he didn't want to strain his magic too much, he would need to tap further into the Lich sorcerer magicks and that would make the repulsive being mutterings even louder, something that he can do without. He already hears enough from the man whenever Daenerys comes to mind.

A soft rapping through his attention "Enter." He orders and the door reveals the elder dragon who were sporting a soft grin on his handsome face. The man went over to the shelf and pours a glass of wine "Your grace."Arthas greets the man while returning his gaze back to the war table.

Viserys stood beside the man, examining the pieces "Expecting the worse?" The wine moistening his lips.

Arthas hums in thought "Preparing for it, should they refuse kneeling to you I will rather deal with them now than later. Doran is smart and is second to Tywin Lannister. I rather not let them combine forces. The reach is open and with them having a daughter will be more agreeable, Dorne is tricky they could hate you as much as they hate the Lannister's."

The King without a throne raise a brow "Please continue." He sat down listening intently to his friend and teacher.

The Lich king nods "My spies has learned that your brother Rhaegar Targaryen has kidnap the stark girl and raped her, shamefully insulting Elia Martell and that wasn't the first time he shown favor to said stark girl." He chuckles in amusement "if I was the Prince of Dorne I would hold a certain bit of resentment for Tagaryens as well since it was your brother actions that brought about the situation in the first place." He glances at Viserys who eyes widen in surprise "See where I'm coming from?" Viserys nods " It's very unlikely that Dorne will support the Lannisters but I don't like leaving loose ends and Dorne will be a huge thread that if pulled could be quite dangerous for you and Daenerys in the long run, they are quite adept at using assassin's and will be able to get to either of you given enough time."

Viserys gulps at the thought of taking a drink and killing over spitting up blood because of a nefarious toxin, no amount of training or strengthening would save you from poison "I will have to handle this with care then Arthas."

Arthas nods in agreement "What are your intentions with Daenerys, do you intend to marry her to another family to strengthen your ties to Westerosi houses?" King Arthas were growing quite fond of the woman but he also knew that the woman was a piece as well in this Game of Thrones, he didn't take what the woman said to him seriously hence his amusement but since than she did catch interest.

Viserys hid his smile under his glass "No she has promise herself to you and I admittedly rather strengthen my ties to you than a single house." He places down the glass "She is yours, should you wish to marry her."

Arthas let a small grin travel to his lips "Very Well my friend." The Ashen hair King returns his gaze to the war map "After we deal with Dorne we'll sail to Dragonstone and relieve Stannis of his head, taking back your home and seat then we'll announce your arrival to the rest of the Seven Kingdoms and from their I will Summon Northrend."

Viserys mouth widens in surprise "Summon Northrend?" He asks in disbelief.

The Lich King gaze brightens as magick arcs through him like lightening " Yes it will take to long for my legions to ferry back in forth from Northrend to Dragonstone so I shall move it closer, I didn't do it sooner cause I needed to amassed the magic and figure right next to Dragonstone, the seat your sister will take would be optimal that and having me closer to support the capital would be best right now and in the future for your lineage, after which I shall connect our bloodlines."

-Doran-

"Your Grace." Doran signs the letter for his newest edict, he been mustering his Lords and sent letters to all of his Nobles, The Yronwoods, Daynes, Wyls, Manwoodys, Fowlers just to name a few. He heard tales of a fleet approaching his shores from Essos, so he fortified his shores just in case, the only reason he hasn't inform the blonde shit on the throne was due to the fact that the ships was flying Black sails with red dragons so the rumors claim.

"The Targaryens has arrived then." He assumes otherwise his dark skin body guard would never interrupt him unless it was important. His bodyguard came up behind him and rolled his wheelchair to the Balcony and Doran eyes widen at the Huge fleet that floated in place most likely anchored "So the Targaryen Children had amassed quite the force behind them. The Oaf King paranoia was well deserved unfortunately he isn't alive to see it." He chuckles "My friend quite a dilemma now stands before me."

"Tywin Lannister had offer my son Trystane the hand of Myrcella, it would give Dorne more influence in the Westerlands and in Kings landing itself, or..." He ponders "I tie my family yet again to the Targaryens by offering my daughter Arianne to Viserys, a plan I have formulated long ago." He rubs his chin hair in thought "Send word to the ship that my docks are open if they wish to treat."

"which of us is going?" The two siblings look at each other, they both knew that if something went wrong it would be troublesome for whoever went into Sunspear.

"You both are." Arthas stated as his death knights readied a row boat for him. Daenerys eyes Arthas curiously, she knew that if the both of them were to be captured than it will give Doran a significant bargain chip, Arthas would know that as well "You need to treat this as a friendly meeting not an invasion should one you stay back it would seem as if you are expecting the Martells to betray you." He grins "Besides if things do go to shit my death knights will see you to safety, and I will personally raze Sunspear to ashes."

Daenerys crosses her arms "and where are you going?" She mumbles softly, The Dragon queen were already getting annoyed at ensuing distance, that's about to take place.

"I'm going to another ship, Viserys." His eyes glances at the young king "And you will be taking my ship to port with four of my death knights, Ser Jorah, Ser Barristan and Grey Worm." Arthas nods to the Unsullied commander. The slim dark skin man had been astute at protecting Daenerys "I will take Missandei with me to keep her safe." The Lich King has notice since they left Astapor that Missandei and Daenerys had become friends, he understood why it wasn't that many women in their force so the two clung together and they got along very well talking about each other lives in Essos, he treated the woman with a certain kindness since her presence brought happiness to Daenerys in a form that he and her brother could not "Missandei and I will look after your dragons." Arthas steps into the row boat before grabbing and lifting missandei by the waist and sitting her down across from him while a death knight places the dragons at his side "Viserys should things go awry, Sapphiron will retrieve you all."

The Large ship were tied to the docks by the Unsullied Soldiers, Grey worm and small team stood on the dock cutting off the path to the ship while his men work and got ready to escort their Liege Lord and Lady through the city.

"I do not believe Doran would hurt either of you two." Ser Barristan Selmy states as he fixed his armor.

Ser Jorah sheathes his sword and carefully examines Daenerys "My Lady are you ready?" His eyes land on bow on the woman back and how she carefully slid her sword into the sheath on her lithe waist.

Viserys stood beside her and reassures her with a soft squeeze on her shoulder "Fear not sister." Doran is still our Good brother at the end of the day." She nods quietly. Viserys didn't let his trepidation show on his face, after his conversation with Arthas weeks ago. He had some doubt about the Martells.

The group with their Unsullied entourage exited the ship and was met at the entrance of the docks by a woman. The young woman stood at five foot two with long flowing black hair that fell to her mid-back, She had dark chocolate brown eyes with a pair of full lips and a light blue silk dress barely hid her round breast, jewels covered her form showing off her wealth. The mysterious woman smiles serenely "Welcome to Sunspear, I am Arianne Martell Princess of Dorne and Heiress to Lord Doran." The woman voice held no falsities and Viserys smiles already enthralled by the woman beauty and confidence.

"My lady." He greets before gesturing to himself "I am Viserys of House Targaryen."

Daenerys steps forward and took the woman hand in her own "I am Daenerys Menethil, Queen of Northrend and sister to King Viserys." The introduction brought a gaze of wonder to Arianne visage.

Viserys lilac eyes met with his sisters and he already knew what the woman was doing, she was removing herself as a bargaining chip and declaring herself as separate faction from his own, which is her right as Arthas soon to be Queen. She discreetly blinks at him and he couldn't help but smirk. She also letting her know that another Kingdom is backing his claim to the throne which gives the illusion of more numbers than they actually had. The Dornish didn't know where his army began or ended for all they know the entire fleet was purely his and this second faction didn't send troops yet beside their Queen as an emissary of the King which was directly connected to The Dragon King himself.

Princess Arianne smile and begun to ask them to elaborate about Northrend before Viserys spoke up unbalancing her "Please Lady Arianne take us to your father." She nods and gestures for them to follow her towards the castle.

Grey Worm, Ser Barristan and Ser Jorah follow at their sides protectively while the rest of the troops follow behind a few feet, Arianne fell slow until she was besides Daenerys "Please forgive me for asking but I have never heard of Northrend before."

Daenerys smiles confidently letting the woman take her arm into her own "Don't fret it is very far north, not many have heard of it but don't let that discourage you. Northrend is beautiful with it's pure white snow and Icecrown Citadel is huge with several sections." She whispered conspiratorially "I quite enjoy it walking it halls that's lit with azure flames it's quite magical."

Arianne eyes widen in wonder, she always fancies the idea of adventuring to different lands and this Northrend sounded interesting she wonder if the azure flames were cold like its color or warm like it's red counterpart. She escorted them the rest of the way silently before stopping at her father meeting quarters "Please wait here." she scurried inside.

"I daresay sister." Viserys smirks "Did you really have to tell them about Icecrown?" He crosses his arms relaxing a little.

Ser Barristan and Jorah Mormont eyes widen in disbelief "Wait that place actually exist?"

Daenerys eyes dance in amusement at the questions "after everything you seen on your way here are you really surprised about Northrend and Icecrown." She giggles in delight "One day you'll see Arthas Kingdom."

Viserys chuckles before making the decision to give his sister even more joy "Daenerys, Arthas and I had discussed cementing houses to one another." He states casually letting his sister grin stupidly at the information she has been given, before she fixed her face and hid her growing blush as the door opens and a large broad shoulder dark skin warrior with a spear escorts them inside, several spear men were already situated inside and through the doors that led to a beautiful garden.

"Lord Viserys and Lady Daenerys I am Prince Doran, I apologize for the rest of my family absence. They have left Dorne for a while and my sons Quentin and Trystane are occupied with manning our defenses." He purposely left out the titles that they have given his daughter, a servant woman pours the royal siblings and their advisors glasses of Dorne Red.

Viserys hid his frown with a taste of wine as Doran easily drunk his showing that it isn't lace with anything "That's King Viserys and Queen Daenerys, I give you the respect that you deserve by calling you Prince Doran instead of Lord as the King of the Seven Kingdoms should." He informs the man.

Doran raises his brow as Arianne shifts besides him "You and your sister have no Kingdom." The Prince of Dorne stated matter-of-factly and that made his daughter shift yet again, something was bothering Arianne. He should have talk to his heiress to see what she knew before he started this meeting.

"No, I do not have a Kingdom but I do have an army and a claim on the throne itself more so than anyone else in Westeros."Viserys sat his glass down.

Doran lips twitch upwards ever faintly "Do you know my House words?" He stood and Arianna latches onto his arm to steady him and he walks to the balcony speaking up as his eyes gaze at the fleet anchored in his waters "Unbowed, Unbent, Unbroken." The man voice hardens "Your ancestors tried and failed to conquer us and that's when they had several armies and three drag-"

"We are aware of Aegon failure." Daenerys cut the man off "You presume to know what we are capable off." She lifts the glass to her lips savoring the fine wine from Dorne "My brother Rhaegar had wedded Elia Martell, regardless of what led up to that, Lannisters had raped your sister and butchered our Niece and Nephew and you stand there questioning us? Why did the Usurper stay alive for so long? Why is Tywin still alive? You sat here at the bottom of the world and did nothing, absolutely nothing and here my brother is giving you a reason to fight, to get revenge on the one's that marred Elia beauty and body, on men who slaughter our poor Rheanys and Aegon and yet you still do nothing," She places the glass on the table ignoring the fact that the Dornish spearmen were tightening the grips on their weapons. Ser Barristan and Ser Jorah were discreetly eyeing the soldiers while reaching for their own weapons.

Daenerys Lavender eyes frosted over as she glares at Doran Martell "House Martell will kneel to my brother or as Queen of Northrend" She stood and the Dornish spears move forward a pace only for the Silent guardians of Death step forward in unison a emerald mist hissing beneath their hands " I will destroy your desert kingdom brick by brick." The woman voice lowers "You believe you are safe because of the prince's pass? Do you really think those shabby fortifications will halt my husband armies advance? I will tell you exactly what will happen." She moves closer as the smell of death began lingering off the Death Knights in room " King Arthas scourge will take the beaches with heavy resistance but eventually you will call your spears back to the city, than he will gather your dead." She looks at the soldiers in the room "He will chop a few of them up and launch them against your walls and into the streets and when your men are finally broken at seeing such brutal and disgusting tactics, puking and vomiting from the plague that your city will see." She focuses her sight back onto Prince Doran before taking a seat again "true despair will knock down your walls and death will roam your streets."

Prince Doran stares at Daenerys, she wasn't being arrogant and it wasn't over confidence, the woman didn't mean it as a threat. The words flow from the woman mouth as it was a mere promise. A telling of the future.

The woman lifts the glass back to her lips "My husband will unleash the utter horror that is the scourge onto your land and there's not a damn thing you can do about it.

The Lich King laughs in amusement at how accurate she was, his queen to be had listen well when it came to Scourge Tactics but that was simply the beginning "Now Prince Doran what will you do?"

His eyes gleam in amusement as the undead warriors fitted their ships with Onagers and Ballista's for artillery barrages. The dead warriors move silently and methodically as they wasted not a single movement while the fleet lines into formation.

"You are not prepared Doran." He gazes onto the fortified beach as Dornishmen place down stakes and barriers to slow their advance should they make an assault.