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Prince Loki and Princess Daenerys arrived at the camp the next morn. The two dismounted and had their things carried to their tent. Loki led me to his tent-which would be our bedchambers.
"Daenerys, is there anything you want?" Loki asked, turning to face his wife.
"I wish to be left alone." She answered, looking up at her husband. Loki left the tent as his wife had wished.
Daenerys walked the tent, sat down on the king sized bed covered in furs, looked through the small collection of books before she decided to have a nice, hot bath and go to bed. As she lay in bed, she heard the tent flaps open and sat up to see Loki enter the room with a devilish smile. He undressed, leaving nothing but his trousers on his masculine body. He sat down in front of his wife who was sitting in bed, facing him.
"I don't enjoy hurting you…" Loki whispered as Daenerys looked up at him, fear lingering in her eyes.
"Don't look at me like that, you have no idea what it does to me." Loki whispered, leaning in towards his wife and placing a gentle kiss on her lips. Daenerys broke the kiss, her eyes wide with fear.
"Trust me, my love." He whispered, climbing on top of his wife.
"Alri-Alright." She whispered, her voice a bit shaky.
Loki placed a breath-taking kiss on her lips, breaking apart in surprise when she kissed back. He took her hands in his and looked down into her beautiful violet eyes. He slowly lifted her dress up over her shoulders, running his hands all over her body. He slowly pulled down his trousers, never breaking eye contact with his wife. He slowly entered her, careful not to hurt her too much. She gasped at the feeling and lunged forward, wrapping her arms around Loki.
"Shh, it will all be over soon…" He whispered, the rest of the sentence incoherent. All of the sudden, the pain was gone and pleasure filled her body. He smiled a devilish smile as he thrusted deeper into her.
The next morning, Loki woke bright and early. He dressed into his traditional princely clothes before placing a light kiss on his wife's forehead and leaving.
Daenerys woke hours after her husband had left her to sleep. She sighed as she sat up, the covers falling off her naked body. She hopped out of bed and walked over to the small chest where her dresses and outfits were, folded neatly. She grabbed a pair of black leggings and a beautiful forest green dress. She dressed and braided her hair into it's usual style before walking over to Loki's small collection of books. She grabbed one book and sat down, cracking the book open.
Loki watched from the tent opening as she began reading, a true smile forming on her face.
"I see you are enjoying that book, it's quite the classic and my favorite." Loki emerged from the opening, causing her to look up and quickly close the book.
"I was just looking through your collection of books. I suppose I should put this back in it's spot." She stood and began walking over to the where she found the book but Loki grabbed her wrist and stopped her.
"No, keep it and read it through. Whatever is mine is yours now, remember?" He smirked as she slowly nodded.
"Oh, yes…" She let out a chuckle and put the book down on a small, old table by the chair, turning back to face her husband.
"My, those colors look quite dashing on you." Loki raised an eyebrow, looking his wife up and down.
"I've seen you walk this camp with these colors, I couldn't resist." Daenerys looked up into his green eyes.
"We must meet your brother outside, we ride to Asgard." Loki reminded her.
"I forgot all about it." Dany whispered. Loki grabbed all the packed bags and led her outside. Loki readied the horses and she mounted hers, patting it's neck softly.
Loki, Daenerys and the army rode for weeks. One day, Daenerys spoke to Ser Jorah about slaves and watched as one of the men dragged one into the woods. Dany looked over to Ser Jorah and sighed.
"Tell them all to stop." She ordered.
"You want the entire horde to stop for how long?" He asked, his horse slowing to a stop beside hers.
"Until I command them otherwise." Daenerys dismounted and followed the soldier and his slave into the jungle-forest.
"You dare ! You give commands to me ? To me ? You do not command the dragon. I am Lord of the Seven Kingdoms. I don't take orders from savages or their sluts. Do you hear me?" Viserys growled, emerging from the thicket. He grabbed Daenerys roughly as she heard galloping in the distance. One of the warriors and a handmaiden emerged, the warrior using his rope to take down Dany's brother.
"Rakharo asks if you want him dead, princess." The handmaiden translated. Loki told me the warriors of Asgard had their own secret language so all plans were secret.
"No!" Dany shouted.
"Rakharo say you should take ear, to teach respect." Irri glared at the rightful king.
"Please please, don't hurt him. Tell him I don't want my brother harmed." Dany pleaded with the warrior.
"Kill these Asgardian dogs! I am your King!" Viserys shouted as Ser Jorah arrived and stood by Dany's side.
"Shall we return?" He asked, leading Dany back through the woods to her horse. Viserys stood to mount his horse when Rakharo stopped him.
"You walk." He growled.
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