Disclaimer: I do not own Game of Thrones. Book or TV show. Just the OC's are mine.

Thanks to the people who followed/favourite this :)

Chapter Three

Clear Like Ice

Daenerys was anxiously waiting for her sister. She knew she had to wait until morning but she had heard they were leaving in the morning so what was she supposed to do? Was she being left behind? She sighed. She was sure that Kielie would be trying her best to make sure she came with her. She wouldn't leave her behind. All she could do was wait until morning. Viserys sighed impatiently waiting for the Khal and his sister to arrive back. One, he didn't like to wait and two, he knew why he was waiting. He didn't really want to think about what he was doing to his sister.

He heard the sound of hooves which indicated they were back. Daenerys smiled and ran over to her sister who was being helped down by Khal Drogo. Dany side stepped him and inched her way to her sister who she then embraced. "Please tell me you aren't going to leave me behind?" she whispered urgently. She felt Kielie's body shake due to her laughing. Kielie stroked her sisters hair.

"Of course not." she said soothingly. "I asked Drogo last night after... well, he said yes. You can come with us!" The two girls squealed in excitement making he closest people to them look at them in confusion.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Dany cried happily. She pulled back and smiled at her sister. "And don't worry, I'm already packed." She gave her sister a sheepish look who simply rolled her eyes. "I wasn't taking any chances."

"Come on, you can help me pack then."

Some time later everything was packed and they were ready to set off. She was once again lifted up and placed on the horse. She gripped the reins tightly. She wasn't sure she was going to stay upright or not. She had never been very good on a horse. She soon realised that her dress was not very appropriate for horse riding and she would have to see if she could get a change of clothes the next time they stopped. She was still a little bit sore for the previous night so horse riding wasn't the best thing for her right now.

She spent most of her time with Daenerys who seemed to be having the time of her life. I think she is just happy being out, Kielie thought. They had been riding for a few hours now and her bum hurt, her hands hurts and in between her legs hurt. Ser Jorah Mormont rode up next to the two blonde girls. "You two need to drink. And eat." he told them. Kielie didn't feel up to it but she accepted the water. He handed something towards Dany and then Kielie.

"What is this?" she asked. Dany looked down at it with a frown whilst giving it a thorough inspection.

"Horse."

"What?" both girls shrieked gaining some looks.

"Isn't there anything else?" Daenerys asked with a slight pleading tone. Jorah shook his head watching the girls faces drop.

"The Dothraki have two things in abundance." he told them. "Grass and horses. People can't live on grass. In the Shadow Land beyond Asshai, they say there are fields of ghost grass with stalks as pale as milk that glow in the night. It murders all other grass. The Dothraki believe that one day it will cover everything. That's the way the world will end." Kielie frowned at that but didn't say anything. Who was she to judge what people believe in. She shifted once more feeling uncomfortable. "It will get easier." he said speaking directly to Kielie then.

She sighed and looked down. She hoped so. She really did. It wasn't until hours later that they finally came to a stop, yet to the two girls it felt like days. They were helped down and Kielie really tried hard not to fall yet her knees buckled. Jorah quickly grabbed her before she could hit the floor. "Steady." he breathed. She smiled up at him in thanks before pushing off him. Everything was being set up, the tents and what not, for the night. She was feeling rather tired so she was thankful.

"How are you feeling?" Daenerys asked her. "About, you know." Yes she did know what he sister was talking about. "Are you in pain."

"I'm not going to lie to you Dany. I am in a little bit of pain but it isn't that bad and it will soon go away." she explained. "I am more concerned about my hands." She held up her hands which had blisters on from where she had been gripping the reins so tight. Her tent was finally ready and she was happy to be inside. She had been in the hot sun all day and she was starting to feel the effects. She heard her name, or well the shouts of 'Khaleesi', making her turn around. The two young girls that had served her the food at the wedding, her wedding she reminded herself, were running over to her before quickly grabbing her hands.

"Your hands Khaleesi!" One exclaimed. She was trying not to grimace and flinch at the pressure the girls were adding to her hands. "Come." She looked back at Daenerys as they dragged her away to get her hands seen to.

Lillian had been avoiding Joffrey and Sansa for the rest of the King and Queen's stay here. She didn't really think her plans out thoroughly considering she was serving both Joffrey and Sansa personally. So avoiding them didn't really work out too good. She saw them both everyday. Joffrey most of the time because he kept calling her into his chambers for the most ridiculous of things to try and get the two of them alone and she had spent the entire time she was with him thinking of an escape plan. They hadn't kissed again but he had tried. He was always touching her too which always put her on edge. Why couldn't he leave her alone?

She was slightly happier today because they were leaving. Sadly so was Sansa but she got away from that creepy prince. She was outside carrying a bucket of water when she saw Tyrion Lannister slap Prince Joffrey across the face. She gasped loudly and his head snapped to hers. She flushed and it seemed so did Joffrey. "You can't..." she heard Joffrey say but he was hit again. His hand had come to his face to hold his sore cheek.

"Do you understand?" Tyrion asked calmly. Joffrey glared at him before storming off. How dare he hit him! Especially in front of Lillian! He stomped right past her and she let out a breath she was holding. She squeaked and jumped, splashing water all over her when he shouted her name meaning he wanted her to follow him. She did. She followed him all the way to where Bran was staying. She watched him give his apologies to Lady Stark about what had happened to Bran. He yelled at her to follow him once more but this time he went to the room he had been staying in whilst he was in Winterfell. She could tell he was angry and she didn't know what that meant for her. Surely nothing good.

"What are you doing with that?" he demanded with a sour look on his face. "Did you carry that this entire time?" Ah, he was referring to the bucket of water.

"Yes My Lord." she answered quietly. "I was meant to take it for-"

"I don't really care who it was meant for. Put it down!" he snapped. She complied immediately. "Are you not sad that I'm leaving?"

"Of course My Lord." she replied. It wasn't the exact truth. She was happy to see him go because he was always coming on to her but there were two reason why she was sad to see him leave. One, Sansa was now leaving because the king had convinced Ned Stark to become the new hand of the king and he was taking Sansa and Arya with him. Two, she liked the way he made her feel about herself. He made her feel wanted and attractive. No man, except Theon Greyjoy, had ever really shown an interest in her the way Joffrey did.

"Well, why don't we say good-bye?" He stepped closer to her and she noticed the slight red mark on his cheek where his uncle had hit him. She couldn't stop herself from raising her hand to it. She softly rubbed her thumb over the mark before he grabbed her wrists and wrapped them around his neck. He pulled her close before putting his mouth on hers. The kiss was nice. Soft. It really did feel like good-bye. Especially when it turned a lot more passionate. She moaned into his mouth and fisted her hands into his hair. His hands cupped her face as they kissed before they broke apart. Without so much as a backward glance Joffrey strode from the room leaving her there all alone. She felt slightly used and she wrapped her arms around herself as though she was trying to keep herself in one piece.

About half an hour later she found herself being told to pack. "What do you mean?" she asked Lord Stark.

"You will be coming with us of course." he said with a smile. He saw the excitement rise within her eyes. "Sansa would just about die if she learnt that you were not accompanying us to Kings Landing." She squealed, jumped and hugged the man. She chorused thank you over and over again. He laughed before pulling away from her. "Well quickly - pack!" And that is just what she did. She found Sansa in the courtyard. They hugged tightly.

"There you are, I was just wondering where you were. I didn't want them to leave without you." she scolded making Lily roll her eyes. A sudden shadow fell over both girls. Prince Joffrey.

"You are coming with us?" he asked Lily with a wide smile. She silently nodded her head. "Well, I hope you find Kings Landing to you satisfaction." With that he turned away without so much of a glance to Sansa making the girl frown. She was fuming on the inside. There were times where he would smile at her and get the feeling he liked her then there were others, like now, where he didn't give an indication that he even knew she saw there. Despite being right next to him. It was confusing and she didn't know what was going on in his head.

"Come on," Lily said snapping her out of her thoughts. "Let's get ready for the journey."

Natalia was sat with Jon as the sword was being crafted. The sword was for Arya as a going away present. "She's going to love it." she told him. He smiled at her walking over.

"I hope so."

"Of course she is." Natalia scoffed. "All she goes on about it fighting, becoming a knight, swords and everything else like that." Jon smiled knowing it was true. "I am still mad at you." This then made him frown. "How could you agree to go off to the wall without talking to me first?"

"I'm sorry!" he exclaimed. "I know I should have-" he stopped knowing he was in the wrong. He should have spoken to her about it. She was his best friend. She had been there for him through everything and stuck by him through everything. No matter what people said about him she didn't listen to them and he goes ahead and does this - abandons her.

"I will find a way to join you." she said strongly making his eyes widen. He shook his head. "Don't tell me no. You can't tell me what to do after the stunt you just pulled." Before he could reply Jaime Lannister walked up to them.

"A sword for the wall?" he asked. Jon frowned.

"I already have one."

"Good man. Have you swung it yet?"

"Of course I have." Jon replied. Jaime smirked but it was kind of mocking.

"At someone I mean." he elaborated. Natalia grimaced. She didn't particularly like this man. Jaime looked at her and raised his brow. She was a very beautiful young lady, so what was she doing with the bastard? "It's a strange thing, the first time you cut a man. You realise we're nothing but sacks of meat and blood and some bone to keep it all standing. Let me thank you a head of time for guarding us from all the perils behind the wall... Wildlings and White Walkers and whatnot. We're grateful to have good, strong men like you protecting us." The expression on the girls face told him she was not happy about the boys decision.

"We've guarded the kingdoms for 8,000 years." Jon responded.

"Is it 'we' already?" Jaime smirked. "Have you taken your vows already?"

"Soon enough." Natalia could see the anger welling up within her friend.

"Give me regards to the Night Watch. I'm sure it will be thrilling to serve in such an elite force." Jaime said sarcastically. "And if not? I's only for life." With that he gave the two a last mocking look before walking off.

"Ignore him Jon." Natalia said softly but her friend didn't reply. He just waited for the sword to be finished. Twenty minutes later and it was finally done. "Are you going to give it to her now?" Jon nodded.

"She'll be leaving soon." he replied. "I feel like my entire family is being ripped apart. Sansa and Arya, along with father, is going off to Kings Landing. I'm going off to the wall-"

"Which was your decision." she inputted.

"Yes but I didn't know what was going to happen to Bran." he whispered. Natalia wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

"How could you of?" she asked rhetorically. They just stood there holding onto one another for quite some time. "Go and say good-bye to Arya. I will see her later. It's best you do it on your own. I'm off to say good-bye to Sansa." Jon nodded his head and watched her walk away. He really was insanely glad he had her in his life. After Natalia had finished saying good-bye to Sansa, and Lily as she just found out she was leaving too but that came as no surprise to her considering she was Sansa's personal maid, she went to find Jon. She found him coming out of Arya's room.

"I want to say good-bye to Bran." he told her.

"Are you sure?" she asked concerned. Lady Stark had barely left Bran's side and she wasn't sure how it was going to go down with Jon being there. Despite him having right to go and say good-bye to his little brother. Jon simply nodded his head and they grabbed hold of one another's hands and made their way to Bran's room. She genuinely felt terrible when she saw Lady Stark. She was obviously being eaten up with worry for her son and now her family was being split apart. She looked like she hadn't slept in forever. Yet the look on her face when she saw Jon was enough to wipe it away.

"I came to say good-bye to Bran." he said quietly, almost nervously.

"You've said it." Lady Stark said almost viciously.

"He's come to say it again!" Natalia said loudly. Both heads snapped to look at her. She didn't care who it was no one would treat her friend like that. Jon gave her a look as though telling her to be quiet. She huffed and folded her arms in defiance. Jon made his way over to Bran who was laid on the bed with his eyes closed. By the time he was finished Natalia was sure that Jon was going to break down in tears; he didn't.

"I want you to leave." Lady Stark said rudely. Natalia was about to retaliate when she saw Lord Stark stood in the door way. Jon stood up and walked over to her, grabbing her hand. Natalia couldn't help but give one last glare over her shoulder to the red haired woman sat next to Bran's bed.

Briar hadn't really seen Robb the past couple of weeks since everyone had departed. She missed spending time with him but she knew he had a lot on his plate at the moment. She put her needlework down with a sigh. She didn't know what she was meant to do. She felt like she was trapped in limbo. She felt useless. She grabbed some fruit as she was feeling slightly hungry and went to her room. She wasn't in there long before she heard a knock on her door. "Enter." she called and in came the very man she was thinking about. He looked completely worn out. Tired. He shut the door behind him before making his way over to her bed and plopping down on his back. There wasn't anything inappropriate about their sharing of a bed they were just used to it.

"How are you holding up?" she asked gently as she ran a hand through his curly hair. He let out a huge sigh telling her everything she needed to know. "Don't worry. Everything will get better and work itself out. It always does." She didn't completely believe what she was saying right now because everything seemed to be so messed up. His entire family had been split right down the middle. Robb was feeling alone right now and he didn't know what to do. He couldn't even get his mother to leave Bran's room. "Come here." He looked at her before sitting up. They moved closer to one another before she wrapped her arms around his waist, his going around her shoulders.

"Thanks." he whispered some time later. She looked up at him curiously. "For being here for me."

"I will always be here for you." she replied in earnest. She wanted to say 'because I love you' but she didn't dare. What he did next shocked her. He kissed her. It was a while before they parted. "What was that for?" she asked whilst trying not to blush but she knew she had failed miserably.

"Nothing." he said with a smile. "I just have wanted to do that for a while now. It has been driving me crazy actually." Briar laughed softly and leaned up to kiss him once more.

"And I have been wanting to do that for a while now." They stayed in each others company for quite some time, laid on the bed with her head on his chest, before he sighed and sat up - dragging her with him.

"I best go check up on Bran. And try and get mother out of that room."

"Can I come with you?" she asked and he nodded his head. He grabbed her hand as they walked over to where Bran was. They could hear Lady Stark arguing with someone. There was something said about appointments but Briar couldn't fully hear what they were saying. Robb must have better hearing than she did because apparently he knew what they were going on about.

"I'll make the appointments." he said as he entered the room. Apparently the other person that was in here was Maester Luwin. "We'll talk about this first thing in the morning."

"Very good my Lord. My Lady." With that he left and there seemed to be a rather awkward silence left between the three - not including Bran.

Kielie and Daenerys soon found out that there was very little of the tribe that spoke the common tongue. Kielie's personal servants (the two that had served her at the wedding ceremony) could speak some common tongue. Doreah was a lot better than Irri. Today however a new servant was with her - Jhiqui. They were all very nice girls but Kielie would have to say that Doreah was her favourite. She was a very bubbly and high-spirited young girl. Kielie and Dany were getting their hands and feet washed and also getting some blisters taking care of - again. Kielie had more than Daenerys because, although she hated to admit it, she was actually a little scared of horses. So riding on one for hours on end but her a little at edge. However she was starting to get used to it and the blisters weren't as bad as usual.

Daenerys started up a conversation about dragons and Kielie listened to what the three girls had to say to her. She could see Daenerys had also taken to Doreah when the girl started telling her of what a trader once told her. She listened carefully to what the girl was saying about the moon supposing to be an egg. She smiled slightly but doubted slightly that it was true. Yet, she couldn't help but grin at the excitement in the young girls voice as she was talking about it. The other two were slightly dismissive. "Leave me with her." Daenerys said but the two (Irri and Jhiqui) just kind of looked at her. Dany looked towards Kielie who hid her smile.

"Leave." she said and they did. Dany gave her a look of thanks.

"Why did the trader from Garth tell you these stories?" Daenerys asked Doreah.

"Men like to talk when they're happy." Doreah explained. "Before your brother bought me for your sister, it was my job to make men happy."

"How old were you?"

"I was nine when my mother sold me to the pleasure house." The two blonde girls snapped to look at her with shocked expressions making Doreah laugh. "I did not touch a man for three years. First you must learn." There was a slight silence between them where Kielie was thinking. She knew that Drogo would be ready to have sex again, like mostly every night, and she found that she genuinely wanted to please him. She may have been forced into this marriage but this was her life now. She had better get used to it so why not make the most of it while she could. She knew what she had to do.

"Doreah?" she asked quietly.

"Yes Khaleesi?"

"Can you teach me how to make the Khal happy?" She didn't mind that her sister was right with her - they had no secrets.

"Yes."

"Will it take three years?" Daenerys joked making the two laugh.

"No." Doreah laughed shaking her head. "We can start tomorrow if you wish?" Kielie nodded her head happily yet that didn't mean she was ready for tonight with Drogo. When it came upon night time the Khal walked in completely naked. She would have been shocked and embarrassed if she wasn't used to it by now. She slowly sat up and undressed. It wasn't the actual sex itself that bothered her now because she was used to having sex with Drogo, they did it every night, it was just it seemed so casual, a chore and unloving. She didn't want to have a marriage where she didn't love her husband and he didn't love her. She made a promise to herself that night. No matter what it took she was going to make this marriage work and try her hardest to make the Khal love her and love him back in return.

Natalia sighed. What was she meant to do? Jon had been gone over two weeks now. She missed him terribly. She wasn't used to not seeing him everyday. Their good-bye hadn't been an easy one - she had cried a lot. Poor Jon, I probably made him feel completely awkward and uncomfortable. She laughed to herself and shook her head. She looked up when Briar entered the room. The girl was preening. She was now officially with Robb Stark and the girl couldn't be happier. "Do you miss Jon?" Briar asked as she sat opposite her sister.

"What kind of a stupid question is that?"

"Sorry. Of course you do."

"I just don't know what to do!" Natalia cried in frustration. "I miss him and want to be with him again."

"Disguise yourself as a boy and join the wall." Briar joked yet regretted it immediately when she saw her sisters face. "I was joking Nat. Don't really do that!"

"Why not? It could work." she exclaimed happily.

"No it couldn't. Besides you could never pull it off. You're too feminine." What have I done? She thought looking at her sister's scheming face. Briar sighed and leaned into the chair thinking nothing good could come from this.