Sauron's road of redemption

Messinia woke up after long night of sleep.

At her side lay her daughter sound asleep.

Tears started to form again while she Combes her daughters hair with a shaking hand.

This action woke up Vysesa who looked up to her mother.

"MOMMY! Your awake"

She dove into her mother's arms, hugging away all the stress and grief she endured while captured.

While resilient the little girl was only 4 years old.

It's already a blessing that she wasn't traumatized.

Well she was traumatized but luckily children at this age are still malable, making it easier to get over shock and bad memories.

"H-..how, how are you here?"

"Hahaha don't be silly mommy."

"Daddy brought me of course."

"W-what do you mean daddy?"

"Your father died fighting of pirates when you got abducted."

Vysesa started to look sad she could barely remember her father.

A stoic man of great stature the last head of the house.

He married into their house, not being of a dragon lord family.

He was the oldest son of a wealthy merchant family.

He could marry into the Dracon family because of their fast assets that he inherited.

Merging the two families completely.

This was only possible because the Dracon family was declining, and needed outside assistance.

Messinia looked at her daughter having more questions than answers.

"Honey who do you mean when you say daddy then?"

Hearing this she forgot her depressing thoughts, and smiled again.

"Oh he is the greatest I first saw him when we got to a scary city."

"There I saw him walking first he looked normal but as he got closer he turned out to be a giant."

"So when he saw m..."

So Vysesa recounted her whole experience with Mairon, from when she met him and how the slavers treated her.

To how he destroyed one third of qohor.

Messinia was silent just happy that her daughter was safely back home.

'i will have to reward this man for his efforts.'

'but if he shows his greed I will make him disappear before he can harm my family.'

"Oh right mommy, daddy now owns house Dracon."

"Sure sweetheart whatever you say."

'.....'

"Wait what?!"

"What do you mean he will own our family."

"You didn't promise anything to him right."

"At least say you didn't sign a magic contact."

"No I didn't."

"Thank Arrax"

"Please tell him we can give him gold or anything precious he desires."

"But the Dracon house stays in our h.-"

Before she could finish her daughter interfered.

"I didn't sign anything but the gods did."

Cold sweat was forming on Messinia head.

"W-what do you mean the gods signed."

"They looked like their belly hurt after they signed too."

"Afterwards we were thrown out of their home too."

"I didn't like them they looked at me like the bad people did when they wanted to sell me"

"Alright, just breath."

"Vysesa please vacate my room for a bit, mother is going to change into something proper."

"Okey mommy I will go to daddy and wait for you there."

Right as she stood on her toes, to get her hands on the door handle the door opend.

Right then her aunt came inside the room.

"Messinia we need to talk."

"Hey auntie Laurena I am going to daddy see you later."

Bam! The door was shut hard after she left the room.

Laurena sighed seeing her energetic niece.

Messinia looked at her sister with a mischievous Twink in her eyes.

She stood up from her bed before getting to her sister.

"Let's Celebrate Laurena my daughter has returned and our house has a successor again."

Messinia turned to her sister before trailing her neck and giving it a kiss.

Laurena while not opposed to her actions had not the time nor mood for it.

Messinia still taking of her clothes while kissing her sister had no plans of stopping, even when she saw her serious face.

She then turned to the half naked Messinia, "it's important sister."

Messinia stoped with undressing when she heard this.

"Alright talk sister."

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Right as Mairon was starting to take over and organize his new family, news of his exploits started to spread among the other families.

This all started in house Vyron, where Regan reported to the Lord of Smiths head of house Vyron about his mission and the objective he was sent for.

Kalaron la Vyron sat in his study, his finger tapping the hardwood desk.

His face held a dark frown, the news and abilities of this individual had unsettled him.

They were far greater than even the high priest blessed by Arrax.

Regan left after reporting all he knew to his uncle.

Now he sat alone in his study.

In front of him lay the letter of warning, it spoke of a great enemy in the north.

Capable of consuming the living and bringing them back as part of his army.

Kalaron was both intrigued and alarmed, he had heard of legends talking about the same beings.

Monsters made of ice and magic, but these were legends of Westeros and already thousands of years old.

In his worry he started to talk to himself, something he did when he wanted to sort his thoughts.

"This news is concerning but not my biggest worry."

"No that would be this new Lord of Dracon."

"A being of great power, claiming himself a god."

"And unlike the current gods he is ambitious."

"Taking over one of the ancient houses of Valyria right after coming here."

"Unlike our gods content sitting on their laurels, and receiving our faith."

"He has enormous power to boot."

"Capable of turning a third of city into ash by himself."

"And that in mere Seconds what would he be capable of doing given time."

"It doesn't matter if he is really a god what is important is building a good relationship with him and house Dracon."

"Johan sent message to our allies to stop all actions they may have planned against House Dracon."

"We can't afford provoking this monster."

"Yes sir I will sent word right away."

And as different messages were sent out, so news spread among the upper class.

Trough both spies and deliberate leakage of news.

Not that it would matter to Mairon, he knew from the moment he exploded in Qohor that he would be the centre of attention.

At least for the next few years, a short time for a old man such as him.