Chapter 1

Ceremony

"Must you do this sister?" I ask her with much curiosity and worry.

"I'm the older sister between you and I…I must do my duty. Our brother will be King someday." Dany spoke in a gentle tone, looking out towards the sky.

I continue to brush her long, almost white, hair. Our brother said she must be cleaned and properly dressed for a man she will be meeting today. He never showed much attention to me, other than hitting me. He has me be her handmaiden pretty much. The side girl no one would look at. Except I too have the same long, blonde hair as her. Our purple eyes match with our brothers.

Yes, her and I are twins, but not identical. I'm more on the chubby side, short, and thin lips. I have more of a slightly squared jaw, round cheeks, and a bigger chest. Other than that, we look like sisters.

"Daenerys! Daenerys!" Our brother called out for her.

His footsteps clacking away on the stone floor. Bursting into the room with haste, he eyes her up and down.

"Ah! There's our bride-to-be."

We slowly made our way to him and he presented her with a dress. Another one was slung over his shoulder.

"Look, a gift from Illyrio. Touch it. Go on, feel the fabric. Mmm. Isn't he a gracious host?

"We've been his guests for over a year and he's never asked us for anything." Dany spoke after feeling the fabric.

"Illyrio's no fool. He knows I won't forget my friends when I come into my throne." He eyed me. "This is for you, dear sister. I figured it wasn't right to have one sister receive a gift, even being the bride-to-be, and the other one didn't."

He held it out for me to touch and the fabric was see-through as well as Dany's dress. Hers was this light shade of purple. Mine was a light shade of blue. It was between mint and pale blue, depending on the lighting. The fabric wasn't as nice, and the dress didn't have the fine detailing around the neckline like Dany's. However, it did have its own charm. Golden rope bands were there to help keep the sleeves up.

"I have plans for you as well. See, not only am I presenting Dany, but I am hoping Drogo's bloodriders will see how nice and…" He gently touched my breasts. "Plump you are. Who knows…you might be a bride too?"

I shudder at his touch and I look away. Why must he be like this?

"You still slouch." He said to Dany and began to fix her posture. "Let them see." He began to expose Dany's skin. Soon she was fully naked, and I had to advert my gaze. "You have a woman's body now. I need you to be perfect today. Can you do that for me? You don't want to wake the dragon, do you? No. When they write the history of my reign, sweet sister, they will say it began today."

From the corner of my eye, I saw him walking away.

"It's too hot, my lady!" I heard a handmaiden speak loudly and I turned to find Dany slowly going into the steaming water.

"Please…join me, Sister?" She asks and held out a hand for me. "Like when we were kids…always having a bath together."

I smile and strip too. The water was nice and warm as I stepped into it. More handmaidens gasped at the sight of both of us in steaming hot water.

Dany leaned close and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

"We shared a womb together…we belong at each other's side." She held onto my hands and I looked at her with concern. "Promise me that you won't leave me."

"I promise." I say with tears in my eyes. "You are the only thing I have left that I care about. Yes…we have a brother, but it is different with us. You're kind and you actually love me."

She giggled and took her hands away, giving me a light splash with the water.

"Where is he?" Our brother asked as he paced back and forth, waiting for The Dothraki to show up.

"The Dothraki are not known for their punctuality." Illryio spoke, looking out towards the entrance where they would show up on their horses.

The wind blew a gentle breeze, kissing my skin, and puckering my nipples. I felt exposed.

Suddenly a horde of horses with men came trotting in. These men were tan with dark eyes and hair. Some had medium length hair, and some had short hair.

However, this one man had hair that came down until it was settled onto the saddle he sat on.

"May I present my honored guests? Viserys of House Targaryen, the third of his name, the rightful King of the Andals and the First Men, and his sister, Daenerys of House Targaryen. Along with her twin, Zanerys of House Targaryen."

My brother leaned over to my sister, whispering to her. I could hear him though. He wasn't being that sneaky with his voice.

"Do you see how long his hair is? When Dothraki are defeated in combat they cut off their braid so the whole world can see their shame. Khal Drogo has never been defeated. He's a savage, of course, but he's one of the finest killers alive. And you will be his queen."

"Come forward, my dear." Illryio turned to Dany.

She took a step forward and the Khal watched her every move. He looked over to his men and one made his horse step a little closer.

"Zanerys…" Illryio gestured to a spot next to Dany.

No. This was supposed to be all about her.

I took a reluctant step forward and then another until I was right next to my sister.

"As you can tell by the two of them, they are of age with bodies of women. Both are virgins and have never faced battle. This one…" He gestured to me. "Has scars from her skin stretching to form her womanly figure. Of course, it is up to you to decide who will go to what man, if you choose to accept our offers."

My lower lip quivered, and I felt tears come to my eyes. This isn't what I wanted. I wasn't told I would be sold. I'm scared.

The men circled a bit before riding off and I let out a sigh of relief. Maybe they didn't want us.

"Where is he going?" My brother stomped over to us and stared at Illryio.

"The ceremony is over." He responded.

"But he-… But he didn't say anything." Viserys stumbled on his words. "Did they like them?"

"Trust me, Your Grace, if he didn't like her, we'd know."

"When will they be married?" Viserys asks Illyrio as the four of us walk along the Garden Balcony by the sea.

"Soon. The Dothraki never stay still for long." He answers.

"Is it true they lie with their horses?"

"I wouldn't ask Khal Drogo."

"Do you take me for a fool?" My brother asks offended.

"I take you for a king. Kings lack the caution of common men. My apologies if I've given offense."

"I know how to play a man like Drogo." My brother scoffs. "I give him a queen and he gives me an army."

Daenerys pleads suddenly. "I don't want to be his queen. I want to go home."

Viserys walks up to our sister and lightly touches her cheek. "So, do I. I want us both to go home. But they took it from us. So, tell me, sweet sister, how do we go home?"

"I don't know…" She answered softly.

"We go home with an army. With Khal Drogo's army." His thumb slid over her lips as he spoke. "I would let his whole tribe fuck you, all forty-thousand men and their horses too, if that's what it takes."

Rage came over me. How dare he speak to our sister that way.

"And what if it was the other way around? Would you let all of those men and horses fuck you?" I ask angrily.

His lips curved into a smile but did not reach his eyes. "Dear sister, watch your tongue…before I have it cut off." He says and kisses our foreheads before leaving.

"I know the anger you feel, Sister. Please, watch how you speak. I don't wish any harm to come to you." Dany pleaded when our brother and Illyrio were out of ear shot.

"I'm sorry…" I whisper and hug my dear sister.

"You're all I have too."

A/N: I will be having this story go from different original characters. This is just one of them. Let me know what you think. I plan on adding my own twists on what I think should of happened. I won't go too far from the tv show, but I do plan on having a different ending.

I'm thinking about having Rakharo be one of Drogo's bloodriders and when Dany births the dragons, he will be her bloodrider. To protect his late Khal's wife.

This story will have Robb Stark/OFC, Rakharo/OFC, and Jon Snow/OFC. If I am feeling it, I might add more later. Don't know yet.