Chapter 4
Dany awoke early the next morning, her dreams having been filled with the Greyjoy girl who had made her heart beat at her chest, had stirred her arousal, and her mind to race with the meaning behind it all. Her thoughts were very quickly changed, however, by the rumbling sound of thunder and the increased swaying and rocking of the ship. A storm.
"My Queen, there is a storm rolling in. It looks quite menacing," Missandei stated as she appeared at Dany's bed.
Daenerys sat up, trying to maintain a relaxed outward exterior. Inside, however, she was admittedly terrified. What happened to a ship in a storm? She had heard plenty of stories of ships being wrecked in storms, killing all on board. But were they true?
"Where are we, do you know?" Dany asked.
"Somewhere in the Summer Sea, My Queen. I know not where, exactly."
"Do the crew seem worried? How far away is the storm?"
"The crew seem more active, but other than that, I couldn't say."
Dany nodded and quickly got dressed, before she dared to open her cabin door and look out. The sky had grown dark, with an even darker bank out in front of them. It seemed that they were heading straight for the oncoming storm. Dany looked about them, and spotted Yara on the ship across from theirs, barking orders and moving about the ship. They locked eyes for a moment, before Yara returned to commanding those on her ship and sending messengers between her fleet to pass on her orders.
However, Yara decided to swing across to Daenerys' ship herself, moving swiftly over to the Dragon Queen.
"You should go back to the cabin. There is a storm coming. It may be quite dangerous. I don't fancy being roasted by your dragons if you are swept overboard," Yara commented, just as it started to rain and the ship began to lurch even more than it was already.
Dany lost her balance and fell against Yara, the Greyjoy catching her and holding her, firmly, while she regained her balance.
"I think you may be right," Dany agreed, standing up herself once more and brushing her wet, white hair out of her eyes. "Be careful."
Yara paused a moment at that, and then nodded. Her eyes linger a little as she noticed the way Daenerys' dress clung to her skin as she became soaked with rain and sea. By the Drowned God…She cleared her throat and moved quickly up to the wheel, shouting more orders as she went whilst Dany made her way shakily back into her cabin.
