It Begins

Dothraki Sea

Aegon wiped the sweat from his brow as he looked down at the Dothraki. He had forgotten how large the khalasar had grown under Drogo and himself. He and Kyra had journeyed for 3 and a half days before finally reaching the Dothraki on the fourth day. Traveling on foot was completely different from jumping, he had a chance to stop and smell the roses. He'd still choose to jump any day, Kyra stood behind him an emotionless look on her face.

He still hasn't had sex with her he was saving it for the right time.

(1st person pov)

"Let's go," before long we had reached the gates. I was surprised to find Drago's horse being readied for travel. Ducking to exit his tent Drogo froze upon seeing me before a childish smile appeared on his face. I didn't dodge as he charged towards me pulling me into a bear hug.

"How were your travels?"

"Fun while it lasted, how's the baby?" Drogo's eyes seemed to light up as I spoke. It's crazy to think that the most intimidating guy in the whole Khalasar is, in fact, a big teddy bear. He was only like this around family, the former Khal dying hit him hard. As kids Khal Bharbo rarely spent time with Drogo it was nice to see he planned to be a different kind of parent. Maybe it was the fact that only one khalasar remained before the Dothraki would be united as one.

"Nethimi's about ready to pop. We'll start our journey to the Dosh Khaleen soon, come follow me."

Drogo gripped my shoulder pulling me into his tent. Nethimi rested among a plethora of pillows, her hand on her belly. Drogo was right, it wouldn't be long before she had the baby.

"Drogo knelt down next to her placing his ear to her belly," a big smile appeared on his face.

"Come, brother."

"I shouldn't," I mean he hadn't said a word to Nethimi.

"Please prince Aegon," Nethimi locked eyes with me.

Nodding I knelt down beside her, placing my ear to her belly.

*Thump* *Thump*

"His heartbeat is strong," Drogo laughed causing me to nod.

"He'll be the ruler of everything we leave behind."

"Rest well Nethimi," Drogo pulled me out of the tent, a smile still on his face.

"Now we must leave, your wife awaits you."

"I'll need a fresh horse."

"It's already being prepared. If you find her beautiful I'll agree with her brother's demand so that you may have her."

"What Demand?"

"It's nothing worth mentioning he wants an army. He believes himself a king but from what I've seen he's a coward. No Dothraki will follow him."

The Dothraki had a good eye for people, Viserys truly was a coward when it came down to it. What kind of man sells his sister for an Army. Not to mention he was dealing with so-called savages he was desperate.

"Let's hope she's as beautiful as the noble described." Drogo patted me on the shoulder before mounting his horse.

And so it begins, I was sure a certain fat man was making his way to the North right about now. It was time to see how far Rabi's reach had grown in the months I had been away. I would need all the information I could get on what was going on in Westeros. I had a feeling my own knowledge would soon begin to fail me.

(3rd person pov)

Daenerys stood alone in a field, turning her head back she locked eyes with her brother Viserys. She could see his lips moving not needing the ability to read lips to understand what he was saying. Don't wake the dragon, how she hated that saying. As if Viserys held any comparisons to a Dragon, dragons couldn't be burnt. If anything she was the dragon, she only dared think such thoughts. Viserys surely would have caused her pain after hearing it.

Turning back to the front she waited, illyrio had told her that her future husband would arrive soon. He had told her that he and Viserys would stand with her. Viserys had persuaded him differently, if she was being honest she was afraid. Although she felt fear deep down she was curious as to what kind of person her husband would be. She only prayed he treated her better than Viserys.

Looking down she frowned at how white her dress was, it was practically see-through. Viserys had gone the extra mile all so that he may have an army. She pitied her brother she had seen him stand amongst lesser man and still appear so small. She missed the Viserys of the past the kind gentle older brother that would tell her of the past. How the Targaryens ruled the 7 kingdoms and how one day they would return.

The sound of horses galloping drew her from her thoughts looking forward sheer noticed to horses. They were the blackest horses she had ever seen, atop them rode two men.

One who's ponytail reached his knees, the grimace on his face filled her with fear. He was the meanest man she had ever seen in her life. To his left rode a fair-skinned male with long black hair, his eyes were a deep purple reminding them of her own. Only her's were as light as clouds, compared to the other man he may as well had been a prince.

The horses stopped in front of her and she could tell they were eyeing her. She hated the feeling, they looked at her as if she was some prized horse for sale. She didn't react simply staring on hoping they would leave soon.

As Daenerys stood there Aegon locked eyes with Drogo. It baffled him how Drogo could go from smiles and laughs to such an intimidating face. Aegon nodded getting a similar response from Drogo.

They said nothing and before long the rode off, Daenerys was at a loss for words.

"Where's he going, he didn't say anything did he like her?" Viserys asked Illyrio with an anxious look on his face.

"Trust me your grace if he didn't like her we'd know."

Daenerys stood to the side as both Illyrio and Viserys conversed.

"It won't be long now, son you will cross the narrow sea and take back your father's throne. The people drink secret toasts to your health they cry out to their true king." Illyrio spoke sweet words to Viserys.

Viserys didn't reply to Illyrio but she could see the pride in his eyes. It has been their dream since they were young. They were akin to beggars at that time. The servants tasked with taking care of them alive no more.

"When will they be married?" Viserys turned to walk back towards the grounds.

"Soon, the Dothraki never stay still for long." Daenerys ears perked up at that question she wasn't sure which of the two men she had seen earlier would marry her. She hoped it was the young handsome one still she wasn't sure how'd she fare ss his wife. She prayed he would at least treat her better than Viserys.

"Is it true they lie with their horses?" Viserys fiddled with the ring on his middle finger as he turned to Illyrio to ask his question.

"I wouldn't ask Khal Drogo, they say he's the greatest Khal to ever live. It's thanks to that brother of his he's gotten this far."

"Do you take me for a fool?" Viserys said in annoyance. Daenerys held her tongue she knew of the way the masters and Illyrio saw her brother. He was a fool one who failed to see the deceit right before his eyes.

"I take you for a King. Kings lack the caution of common men, my apologies if I've given offense." Illyrio spoke slowly getting his point across.

Viserys' eyes narrowed as he began to rub his hands together. Daenerys could tell he had wanted to fly off at the wheel but without Illyrio her brother wouldn't have gotten this far.

"I know how to play a man like Drogo. I give his brother a queen and he gives me an army. You yourself have said the reason he's gotten this far is because of his brother. Getting on his good side may be what's best."

"I don't want to be his queen." The words had almost froze in her throat as both Viserys and Illyrio turned to look at her.

"I want to go home," she continued.

Confusion appeared on the face of Viserys as he looked at his sister.

"So do I, I want us both to go home." A smile appeared on his face as he slowly stepped towards Daenerys. "They took it from us." His voice became soft as he continued speaking.

"Tell me dear sister, how do we go home?"

"I don't know," Daenerys shook her head nervously. Now she was beginning to regret speaking up in the first place.

"We go home with an army, with Khal Drogo's army." Viserys raised his hand to the face of Daenerys stroking her cheek.

"I would let his whole tribe fuck you all eighty-thousand men and their horses too if that's what it took." Daenerys stood there frozen as Viserys placed a kiss on her forehead.