Chapter 8 – First Five
They had made it back to Vaes Dothrak 5 days ago, and were enjoying the time together. The first night she had been presented as the new Khaleesi to the Dosh Khaleen; who were council of crones – basically the widows of deceased Khal's, who preside over the Dothraki city Vaes Dothrak. They were wise-women who are essentially the leaders of the Dothraki religion.
Once she was presented they had a ritual and Drogo had to accept that he had married a foreigner outside of his people. Obviously he did and then in turn Liliana had to accept the Dothraki as her people and Vaes Dothrak as her home now; clearly she did as well.
After the presenting ceremony they had a huge feast food and wine all around. Liliana sat with Tamika just to the right of Drogo who had his blood riders to his immediate left. Liliana didn't have to look over at her husband to know he was watching her play with the Dothraki children during the celebration. They were all seated on huge overstuffed pillows and the table was down low about a foot off the ground and it was packed with everything; horse meat, goose, goat, and duck meat to freshly baked flat breaks and fruit that had been peel, seeded and sliced for convenience.
Drogo wasn't going to lie he loved watching Liliana play with the children in the tribe. Whether they were claimed or not she made sure to make every child feel welcome in her heart. He was glad they were home and was hoping she could relax enough now to accept a baby in her belly. The mere thought of that woman with child…with HIS child was almost enough for him to stop the festivities at once and take her back to the palace and claim her over and over and pray to the Mother of the Mountain to gift them with many sons and daughters. He wanted both and would accept nothing less.
Day one was a LONG day…but a good day none the less.
The second day was spent walking with Drogo through his palace that was erected in the middle of the Dothraki city. It was beautiful. She hadn't seen much of it the night before. After the feast they had made it back to the palace but both had been so tired they literally gotten their clothes off long enough to get in bed and pass out for a good night's sleep.
The palace was gorgeous and the rooms were cleaned on a weekly basis by the slaves Drogo kept around. He's already told her to make the palace a home for them. He told her to change whatever she wanted and to make sure to change a few of the rooms close to theirs into baby's rooms. He liked watching the apples of her cheeks tinge pink.
Liliana leaned against the door way of one of the guest rooms and watched as he walked back over towards her leaned down and kissed the side of her neck as one hand cupped her lower abdomen and one hand slid down her back as he squeezed her backside. She couldn't help as she giggled.
Drogo growled against her neck. He couldn't believe his sweet little bride giggled. Her giggles would be food for his heart. "My sweet little bride, we need to make sure you get relaxed. I want a baby growing in your belly very soon." He murmured against her ear. "You make sure the servants and slaves do everything. You are to not lift a finger for anything inside or outside of the palace."
"You are too good to me my heart and soul. We will have as many sons and daughters your heart desires." Liliana stated softly as she turned her head and accepted his lips against hers.
Day two was a good day.
The third day Drogo walked Liliana through the city market and made sure to buy whatever she wanted as far as food and delicacies went in their home. He knew she was not one to eat the horse meat that the normal Dothraki people gorged on; so he made it a point to get the palace stocked with quite a few goats and geese.
Drogo didn't mind showing off his new bride either. He was only too proud to watch as she introduced herself to EVERY vender and seller and made sure they knew she was the new Khaleesi and that she would always come to market to find everything she needed. She stated she wanted all in city market owners to let her know when they had fresh meats, wines and produce. She would NEVER purchase anything the Khal did NOT approve of or was procured outside of the city.
Since she had accepted Vaes Dothrak as her home and the Dothraki people are her people she would support them as such to make sure and bring honor to her Khal. Drogo was even more proud of her for taking charge.
Drogo watched Liliana as they got back to the palace and started handing out orders to the servants and slaves. Every window in every room was to have the drapes pulled back and opened as soon as sunrise was upon the structure, except for their chambers of course; as long as they were sleeping it would remain pitch black, which also went for any guests staying there as well. Any meals would be planned by the Khal or Khaleesi unless the guests had a taste for something different.
Drogo liked that Liliana took control of the palace. She would have to be the one in charge when he was gone. He walked around the palace all day with his chest puffed out at the way his sweet little bride was handling everything. He dared anyone now in the tribe to question his choice in a foreign bride.
Day three was Drogo's proudest day.
The fourth day Drogo mounted his wedding present and Rahkaro stepped up and helped Liliana mount the same steed behind her Khal. Liliana thanks Rahkaro and watched as he mounted the horse next to theirs and pulled Tamika up behind him. She had noticed they were getting closer. Liliana wrapped her arms around Drogo and felt one of his hands cover both of hers as they rested over his stomach.
Liliana wasn't sure where they were going but they headed towards an open field. Since they were outside the city the men were allowed to carry their arakh's in their sheaths.
Liliana was surprised when they reached the city the first day and at the gates there were slaves waiting to take any sort of steel blades; Drogo chuckled at Liliana's surprise when he handed over his Arakh and the two matching blades from his stomacher.
Drogo finally explained to Liliana that carrying a sword or shedding blood within Vaes Dothrak was considered sacrilege, though should the need arise, loopholes such as strangling or burning a man to death were permissible depending on the crime committed and that it was up to which ever Khal happened to be in the city at the time.
Once Drogo stopped the huge black stallion; Liliana had him squirming with her fingers caressing his stomach. Who knew his sweet little bride could have full control over the big bad might Khal Drogo? He wasn't ashamed to admit it either; she had him from the word go and she would always have him. Rahkaro helped Tamika off his horse before he jumped down and walked over and helped Liliana off the Khal's horse.
Drogo dismounted and then stepped closer to Liliana before his hand found the middle of her back and pushed her forward and around the horse. He smiled as he watched her deep blue eyes widen as she saw what he was now showing her.
Liliana couldn't believe her eyes. There were at least five hundred huge stallions in an empty field just outside of the city. She couldn't even describe the sight in front of her. "Drogo they are beautiful. I can't believe how many of them there are. These are the sacred Dothraki stallions. I can understand why they are your people's deity…well our people."
Drogo smiled softly as his dark eyes looked down at his little bride. "Come, We need to have a discussion and Rahkaro would like to take Tamika for a walk around the small lake."
Liliana nodded as she allowed her husband to guide her over to a soft patch of grass under a beautiful shade tree. He took her hands and helped lower her to the ground and watched as he sat beside her with his back against the tree. She moved around until she was sitting comfortably between his legs, but facing sideways with her left shoulder against his chest so she could feel him and look at him as he spoke.
"What did you need to talk with me about my Khal?" Liliana asked softly as she reached up and tugged on his beard.
Drogo shook his head. "Drogo…husband; not Khal, not to you - not like this."
Liliana couldn't stop the smile that claimed her lips as she remembered using those same words to him on their wedding night when he called her Khaleesi. She caressed his cheek as he leaned down and softly kissed her forehead first and then her lips.
Drogo frowned slightly. "There is…There is a tradition among the Dothraki, I need to explain it to you because when you become with child I don't want it to be a surprise for you." His frowned deepened as he closed his arms around her; pulling his sweet little bride closer to him. "When you become pregnant the Dosh Khaleen will have a pregnancy ceremony for you. I will have to do my part and come out here and catch a sacred stallion and cut it open and remove the heart. And…you will…have to eat it."
Drogo tried to tip toe over the words but he knew no matter what he told his sweet little bride it would still be a shock. "I know it sounds disgusting but it has to be done. If you can eat the whole heart it means my unborn child will be strong and will be a son. If you cannot finish it or retch it up it is a bad omen. I do not know what your thoughts are on it but I know you are strong enough to do it."
"Disgusting is only one of the many words that come to my mind when you tell me I'm going to have to eat a stallions heart. Drogo horse hearts are three times bigger than a human heart. I…I do not even know if I could possibly…" Liliana didn't even want to finish her sentence. She didn't want to be responsible for bring a bad omen to her husband or their unborn child…what was she thinking? At this point she wasn't even pregnant yet. "Women's stomachs are more sensitive when they are pregnant usually for the first couple of months; certain smells can have a pregnant woman retching in seconds or starving for more."
"Should I pray to the Mother of the Mountains that you don't retch all over the Dosh Khaleen?" Drogo jokingly asked.
Liliana frowned. "Maybe…Maybe."
"If you trust me, my little wife I will help you prepare for the ceremony as much as I can. I swear on my life." Drogo promised. He could tell just by the look on her face she was worried; maybe even a little scared. She was shaping up to be an excellent Khaleesi and he knew she didn't want to dishonor him or the Dothraki people who had become her people the minute they were wed.
"I trust you with my life; my heart and soul."
Drogo enjoyed her calling him her heart and soul. It seemed to fit the pair of them perfectly. He could look in those beautiful deep blue eyes of hers and see every emotion she was feeling. When she said she trusted him with her life – she wasn't lying; he could see the truth.
Day four…was definitely a little more interesting than Liliana had expected!
The fifth day…
Deep blue eyes fluttered opened at the feeling of rough hands caressing her naked hips. She felt Drogo pull her back against his body and could tell ALL of his body was awake as his erection was pressed against her naked rear-end. She moved her hips slightly and chuckled when Drogo groaned against the sensitive skin of her neck. Liliana sighed softly at the feel of her husband's equally naked body pressed against hers.
"My sweet little bride you are awake, are you not?" Drogo's deep voice rumbled. "Tamika has gotten your morning bath prepared and said if you do not get in there the water will get cold and she will refuse to fish you out of the cold water."
Liliana giggled softly as she rolled over and faced her husband's warm body, wrapping her arms around his torso; her soft lips kissing the middle of his chest softly. His chest vibrated softly with a low growl. "So what do you have planned for today?"
Drogo's dark eyes looked down as he wrapped his arms firmly around the small body pressed against him and pulled her up to be face to face with his wife. "Hunting…My riders and I are going hunting to bring in meats and furs for the winter that is vastly approaching. I am afraid you are going to be alone in the palace for a couple of days. I will leave Rahkaro and a couple of other trusted riders behind to protect you, but I need to hunt."
"It's only the fifth day and I have already scared you off. I hope I have not kept you in bed too much." Liliana teased and giggled as Drogo snorted at her.
"There is no such thing as being in bed too much. My wife is beautiful and does not mind sleeping naked with me. I would be a stupid fool to leave her naked and in our bed alone." Drogo argued back.
"And yet you are leaving me naked and alone to go hunting? I secretly think you are running away for some man and wine time with your riders. I've ruined you as the mighty Khal. Your riders probably think you have turned into a softie because of your Khaleesi." Liliana teased.
Drogo growled against Liliana's neck as she squeaked. Her small hands were trying to push against his large chest but it was not happening she was not nearly strong enough to push her husband away. Drogo pulled back and chuckled hard when she slapped his chest. "You hit like a bird my beautiful Khaleesi." Drogo growled against her neck before he moved up and caught her lips. He had to give it to her; she tried to put up a fight before she finally submitted to his kiss and sighed softly against his lips.
Liliana was slightly disappointed when he pulled away from her lips; effectively ending the kiss. "So, how many is a couple of days?"
"Two to three – maybe four; depends on how scarce the wildlife is in the mountains, it will be just long enough to get enough furs and meat; we don't want to freeze or starve." Drogo kissed her hairline before he pulled back. "What can I do for you before I leave?"
"Take a bath with me. The tub is big enough and I'm sure the water is warm enough." Liliana requested.
Drogo could refuse her anything. He released her small body before he slid from their bed and then lifted her into his arms and carried her into their bathing room. He carefully stepped into the huge tub and then sunk them both in to the warm bath water. He listened as Liliana sighed softly and burrowed into his chest. Drogo inhaled the soft scent that was normally on Liliana's skin and hair and realized he was going to smell of her as he rode into the mountains. His blood riders were sure to fuck with him now; not a problem he will kick them in their cocks if they want to challenge him.
Drogo leaned forward as his nose skimmed the side of her neck. "Two to four days without you is going to be torture." Drogo admitted against the sensitive skin of her neck. "I promise to come back as soon as possible." He wouldn't make a promise he couldn't keep to her.
Liliana smiled softly as she moved around and could already feel his erection against her hip. "Well leave me with something to remember you by." She smiled as she moved around a little more and sat straddled across his lap as she lowered herself onto his length.
Day five was spent torturing her husband until he had to leave to go hunting.
