Sorry for the brief chapter!

But I am busy with work and all. And wanted to take a slight break from this.

The next chapter would be longer!

See you all later!

(I will edit this chapter later! I have not much time now)

Chapter 16

Galadriel sigh in content, feeling the hands of her lovers on her body. Making her body feel superb. She needed this moment for herself. Truly, it's been very stressful in the last couple of days. With the surrender of the cities of Myr, Lys, and Tyrosh and all of that. Galadriel had a lot of work to do. She made an act, the same way she did in Volantis. She appeared, did some magic tricks, and boom! They are all loyal to her. It helps that her passive did most of the work.

[For the weak minded] is proving to be effective in this world. Still, she had to eliminate any kind of resistance from the magisters. So many of them disappear. She made sure to not leave anything behind. The city of Pentos didn't have a choice, knowing that if those cities fell, Pentos will too. So they had a reunion that lasted for days. Deciding what would be the best action to take.

A magister called Illyrio Mopatis persuade them to join the empire willingly. Claiming that with this, they may keep a little of their independence. This was met with defiance, especially because slavery would be illegal. None of them wished to lose their slaves. Their powers over human life. But after the visit of Miss Blue. They quickly change their mind.

The people of Myr saw first handed the strength of the empire. Their proud walls brought down by a blue titan, the flying maidens sounding the horns that brought balls of lightning from the sky. After seeing that, it was easy to accept their defeat.

The people of Lys had the worst scare of their life. Miss Blue, the giant leviathan, surrounded the city for hours. Just scaring them to no end. Just to make them know that they would be destroyed if they try anything. Lys, without shame, kneel.

Tyrosh kneeled after Shalltear destroyed much of the city. The true Vampire destroyed the Tyroshi arrogances that night. They just kneeled, saying nothing. Because there was nothing else to say. The cities recognized that the rules have changed and that the empire won. Simple as that.

Still, the cities saw this as an opportunity, perhaps with a new powerhouse in Essos, things would be better. They would wait and see.

In Westeros, however. The news of the total victory of the Empire of Nazarick was meet with different reactions. Someone believed it. Others don't. Regardless of the evidence suggesting the truth, they refuse to believe it. It didn't matter at the end of things. Galadriel would make certain of it. They pay for their ignorance.

The conquest of Essos is not over, there are still Braavos, Qohor, Norvos, and Slavers bay. She already knows what to do with the slavers of those cities. Meereen, Yunkai, and Astapor will be a good playing ground for her. The other cities will join her empire soon enough. It's only a matter of time.

That is why she is thinking about creating a senate, or a house of Representatives. She knows the nature of politics, and that is why she will use it to her advantage. Giving humans a sense of authority over something will make them easy to control. Besides, it would be a good way to change the power structure in Essos. And to make things easier for her in the long run.

There is the Targaryen restoration too, but she will deal with that later. The prince is still a baby, so there is no reason to worry about it now. She must take her time and do this right. She will be cautious in doing this.

Besides is a wonderful way to experiment with humans in this place. Those Targaryen have magic in their blood, a bit. But magic none the less. Perhaps she could see if they level up or something. It would be a very interesting experiment, to be sure.

Galadriel sighs, cuddling with the beauty next to her.

"I love your chests, Yuri," Galadriel said, using Yuri stunning breasts as cushions.

The oldest of the Pleiades smiled, bringing her lady to her embrace. It pleases Yuri that her lady enjoys her body so much; it makes her happy to serve her and to be there for her, especially these days. And for Galadriel, it thrills her to have such a vast selection of women ready to satisfy her.

"I am glad you like them," replied Yuri.

"Our lady loves big bosoms, it seems," Solution said, hugging her mistress from behind. Slowly kissing the back of her neck. Galadriel only moans softly. Loving the sensation of the Pleiades maid's touch on her skin. She often uses Solution as her sleeping pillow. It is a strange feeling, a very warm and comfortable one. Maybe because she is a slime, her body is that way. She doesn't know, but Galadriel loves using the blonde maid as her cushion.

"I sure do," Galadriel said, feeling Solution's hands caressing her thighs.

"I am very lucky," Galadriel thought. Looking at the gorgeous naked bodies of Yuri and Solution. She wished to enjoy their bodies a little more, but she had to talk with the representatives of Braavos. Besides, she must take care of other things today, like getting some advice from the queen about motherhood and all that.

"It would be good to learn more about being a mother. Reading about motherhood differs a lot from hearing from an actual parent. So, I need to prepare for the future of my child. Uwah, that makes me nervous," She thought, standing up from the bed. Not looking at the disappointing look of both Pleiades.

"I would love to spend more time with both of you, but there is work to be done today," Galadriel said, looking at both her lovers with a smile.

"We understand, my lady," Yuri replied, while Solution only pout.

"Don't put that face, Solution," Galadriel said giggling.

"Would you like a bath first?" Yuri asked.

"Yes, I would like it, I need to look presentable in front of those delegates. Solution, my dear, can you please select a dress for me?" Solution nodded with a beam.

"What kind of color, my lady?" She asked.

"Red, something with red," Galadriel said.

She thought about the religion of the Lord of Light. From what Entoma and Cz told her, this is one of the most known and respected religions in Essos.

"There are a lot of religions in Essos, and I don't want to start a holy war. Besides, I can use those red priestesses in the future. They will prove useful, at least more useful than the Drunken God priests. Really, these people are weird," Galadriel thought, moving to take her bath for today's activities.

In the luxurious room, three men are looking with worry at the surrounding people. The Asgardians guards are intimidating to look at. And after witnessing the capital of Gods, they understood that the rest of the Free Cities never stood a chance. They were not surprised when they learned about the triumph of the empire against the coalitions of the Free Cities of Lys, Tyrosh, and Myr. They know now that the balance of power in Essos has forever changed.

"Things will be different from now on," one of them said.

"That's true," sighed another one.

"What would be the fate of Braavos? We know now that we can't win against the empire. It would be suicided to fight them. We must find a way to secure Braavo's freedom," one of them said.

"Are you sure that would be a good idea?" the keyholder of The Iron Bank said.

"What do you mean?"

"Think about this. Don't you think Braavos would be stronger if we side with the empire?" The envoy of the Iron Bank said.

"What are you on about? Joining the empire?" Another responded, trying to not raise his voices.

"Joining the empire would be a great move, think about all the things we could learn from them. The gold and the protection that would come from it. Pentos would do the same, It's only a matter of them for the rest of Essos to fall to the empire. We need to be smart about this," he said.

"I don't know about this," one sigh.

They continue to talk about for a couple more minutes, trying to think in a better solution to their problems. Then they heard a door open, and what they saw stunned them. Never in their life, they have seen such elegance. The envoys felt very intimidated at the beauties before them.

"Honorable envoys of Braavos, my name is Albedo. Prime minister and Overseer of the Empire of Nazarick, and loyal servant of the supreme being. Daughter of Odin and Freyja. Goddess of the thousand suns. Goddess of gods. Empress of the Empire of Nazarick and ruler of this world, Galadriel Melkor," Galadriel is the first to sit down at the head of the table, using her royalty pose number III.

"Uwa, I can't understand why having all those titles, like really. They are so unnecessary," Galadriel thought, a bit embarrassed for all that. Albedo looks smug for some reason. She stood proudly next to Galadriel, holding a stunning smile all the time.

"Please, honorable envoys sit," they look rather awed for a brief moment.

"We appreciated your majesty," the keyholder of The Iron Bank said.

"Drinks please, our guest must be thirsty," Galadriel said.

The maids came almost immediately, serving red wine and some appetizers. The envoys look with interest at the red wine in their cups. The mellow red color in the wine is marvelous.

"I hope you enjoy our wine," Galadriel said, drinking apple juice instead. Galadriel didn't drink red wine or any kind of alcohol at all. Not only because she is pregnant, but because she didn't like alcohol at all.

Growing up with an alcoholic father who took any opportunity to make sure she knows, that is her fault that her mother is dead. Galadriel knew how much her father messed up her mind at a young age. He would drink, scream at her. Insult her, sometimes even hit her with anything he had on his hand. It was a hard time for her, but it didn't last long. He died when she was just 16 years old. He just hanged himself in their living room, leaving a note to her. Practically blaming her for his death as well.

It was a fun day for her, coming home from school. To find her father dead, with a rope wrapped around his neck. She didn't know if to cry or laugh. So she did both. And since then, she hated everything about alcohol.

"This is the most amazing red wine I have ever tasted," one envoy said.

"This is superb!"

"How can this be possible?!"

The flavor of the wine is something so incredible, so sweet but smooth. If the empire can make something like this, what else can they do?

"I am pleased that our wine is of your liking," Galadriel said with a smile. Showing her black wings, beautifully, too impressed the envoys.

"But I don't believe you are here to enjoy our wine or the views of my city," Galadriel said. Making them nervous.

"Of course not, we are here for the future," the keyholder of the Iron Bank said.

"What you want the future of Braavos is?" Galadriel asked.

"I believed that we should be the ones asking that, your majesty," he said.

"Do you now?" Galadriel said with a smile.

"We will be clear, Braavos does not want to be part of the empire. But we understand that time changes, rather we wanted or not," Galadriel mentally smirked.

"Mm, interesting, lest see how they answer to this," Galadriel thought.

"Lys, Tyrosh, and Myr are part of the empire now. We offered our terms to those cities, and will we take no for an answer," Galadriel said.

"But, Pentos has already sent their terms of surrender, we are going to check that to be sure. But I wondered if you can provide a better term than Pentos," the envoys look a bit worried, thinking about what to say.

"Don't worry, we have time for such a thing," Galadriel said with a smile.

"You know what the empire can offer, and that is only a matter of time I expand my rule trough the world. What you have seen today is only an infinitesimal fraction of what I can do," Galadriel said.

"If Braavos desires to be part of the future I will create, they need to understand that is my way and none other," the envoys looked at each other.

"What kind of future would that be?" One asked.

"One full of wonders. In the years to come, you will see things beyond your imagination, does Braavos wants to be part of it?" She said, using her skill [For the weak minded] to pressure them.

"W-We want," one of them stutters.

Galadriel smiled, thinking about all the plans she had for them. With the control of this side of Essos, her plans would surely become easier.

"Good, I want to talk about a certain project of mine. A great bank, like no other," she said, smiling.