Chapter Seven:
Bella's POV
We were riding out to the great sacred city. Vaes Dothrak. This was where we were going to be for the Stallion Heart Ceremony. I was given some horse blood and bits of raw horse meat to eat and drink to get used to the taste so that it will be slightly easier to consume the horse heart.
"Vaes Dothrak. The city of the horse lords." Ser Jorah said as we walked
"A pile of mud. Mud and shit and twigs - best these savages can do." Viserys said and I growled.
"These are my people now. You shouldn't call them savages." I said to him.
"I'll call them what I like, because they're my people. This is my army. Khal Drogo is marching the wrong way with my army." He rode up towards my husband. I rolled my eyes at his arrogance.
"If my brother was given an army of Dothraki, could you conquer the Seven Kingdoms?" Daenerys asked.
"The Dothraki have never crossed the Narrow Sea. They fear any water their horses can't drink." I told her.
"But if they did?"
"King Robert is fool enough to meet them in open battle, but the men advising him are different." Ser Jorah said.
"And you know these men?" Dany asked.
"I fought beside them once, long ago. Now Ned Stark wants my head. He drove me from my land."
"You sold slaves. Why?" I asked, knowing the answer already. But I knew I had to keep in character and not mess with the story line.
"I had no money and an expensive wife."
"We have an expensive, and arrogant brother." I mumbled.
"And where is she now?" Dany asked.
"In another place, with another man." He said and we finally rode into the city. It was more beautiful than on a television screen. There were tents of all kinds and then I saw mine. It was amazing to be able to walk through the city in person. It's a dream come true… More like wish come true.
A few days passed by and Daenerys was making something for Viserys and I made dinner. I asked Doreah to invite him to dinner with us. He came storming in holding her by her hair. He then threw her to the ground and she was crying.
"You send this whore to give me commands? I should have sent you back her head!"He shouted.
"Forgive me, Khaleesi. I did as you asked." She cried and I crouched down to her level.
"Hush now. It's all right. Irri, take her and leave us." I said and Irri picked her up as she cried. "Why did you hit her?!" I shouted.
"How many times do I have to tell you ? You do not command me." He growled.
"I wasn't commanding you. We just wanted to invite you to supper." I said.
"What's this?" He asked gripping the riding gear Dany had made for him.
"It's a gift. I had it made for you." Dany said.
"Dothraki rags? Are you two going to dress me now ?" He asked, throwing it at us.
"Please stop." I said.
This stinks of manure. All of it." He kept throwing stuff at Dany and I and we would swat it away.
"Stop - stop it." I said.
"You would turn me into one of them, wouldn't you? Next you'll want to braid my hair."
"You've no right to a braid. You've won no victories yet."
"You do not talk back to me! You are a horse lord's slut. And now you've woken the dragon..." He tackled me to the ground and Dany ran to get help. I grabbed the metal belt beside me and swung it at him. It cut the side of his face and I stood from the ground, confidence burning in me.
"I am a Khaleesi of the Dothraki! I am the wife of the great Khal and I carry his son inside me. The next time you raise a hand to me or Daenerys will be the last time you have hands!" I said standing with my head held high. He ran off holding his bleeding face and Dany came back with Rhydian and Ser Jorah.
"Bella hit him. She attacked the dragon, she awoke him." She said afraid. Rhydian hugged her to give her some comfort.
"Your brother Rhaegar was the last dragon. Viserys is less than the shadow of a snake. The real Dragon now is Isabella." He said to calm Daenerys down.
"It's true, Dany. I am the true dragon, but Viserys still the true King." I said.
"The truth now: do you want to see your brother sitting on the Iron Throne? Or do you wish it were you Isabella?"
"No. But the common people are waiting for him. Illyrio said they're sewing dragon banners and praying for his return. And although I miss my home, I care not for the throne. If anything, Dany can take it, or my future heir." I said.
"The common people pray for rain, health and a summer that never ends. They don't care what games the high Lords play." Jorah said.
"What do you pray for, Ser Jorah?" Daenerys asked.
"Home." He replied.
"I pray for home too. But I do not care if I am home or not, all I care about is if I am happy with my family." I said and hugged Dany. If I couldn't rule there I would get out from under Viserys and be free and happy with my husband and sister by my sides.
