Chapter Nine:
Third POV
It has been three weeks since the death of Viserys and it felt like a weight had been lifted off Bella and Daenerys shoulders. Bella because she didn't like him and wished he would be gone, and Dany because she had been bullied by Viserys since she was young.
Daenerys and Rhydian are closer than ever and it is obvious to everyone about their blossoming feelings towards each other. Bella is happy for them and keeps urging the two to admit their feelings, but they are either too shy or something else comes to light. And it doesn't help that the other Blood Riders, including Drogo, are teasing, pestering, and urging Rhydian about his feelings for Daenerys.
Bella was slowly beginning to show, but instead of looking four weeks pregnant, she looked six weeks pregnant, which was pretty large. It looked like she swallowed two cantaloupes whole. Bella had pushed the thought away as thinking it might be because since her husband is so large in height and muscle, then their son might grow just as big as his father.
Her morning sickness was like hell for her and she would always eat, craving things like fruit, horse meat, or anything that was within reach.
But currently, Bella was in bed lying on her side with Drogo behind her, his arms around her waist and his hand on her stomach. Bella woke up and turned to see her husband still asleep, but he stirred and laid on his back. She took this opportunity to get up and she threw her leg over Drogo so she was straddling his waist.
Bella slowly dragged her nails up and down Drogo's abdomen trying to wake him up. When that didn't work, she ground her hips into him making his awake slowly and groan. Bella could feel his member start to harden and twitch a little. Lucky for her, he was naked as the day he was born, so she lifted her skirt a little and lined Drogo up to her clit, easing down onto him with a soft moan.
Drogo looked up to see his wife riding him and his large hands went to her thighs, bringing her further down onto his cock. Bella looked into Drogo's eyes and could only see love and lust mixed together.
Drogo sat up and wrapped his arms around Bella's waist, and Bella's hands went to Drogo's face and she caressed his facial scars. She gasped when Drogo flipped them so she was on her back and he thrust hard into her.
"Ahhh." She hissed in pleasure as she wrapped her legs around his waist and dug her heels into his back to make him go deeper into her. Drogo pulled in and out roughly making Bella scream and curse in pleasure in both English and Dothraki. Drogo yanked her dress off completely so she was naked and his mouth found her breast as he continued to thrust into Bella.
Bella screamed once she orgasmed and felt Drogo's seed fill into her. He pulled himself out, making Bella whimper at the emptiness, and lay back on the bed, pulling Bella close into his side and she rest her head on his shoulder, her nose pressing against the crook of his neck.
"That is one way of waking up." Bella joked, making Drogo chuckle.
"It is an amazing way to wake up." He pressed a kiss against her lips and they just lay in bed, enjoying each others company until it was time to get dressed. While Drogo was going out to hunt, Bella was going to go with Doreah, Irri, Daenerys, Jorah, Rhydian, and a few other Blood Riders.
So much time has passed that Bella forgot what was going to happen next.
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The four women were carrying baskets of their own stuff that they had bought while Jorah and the Blood Riders followed them and watched over their Khaleesi, the Khaleesi's sister, and her two handmaidens.
Seeing as Bella still has a warrior side to her, she brought her whip and her sword and daggers with her. Her sword and whip were strapped to her side and her daggers hidden in her boots.
A wine seller was shouting trying to get Bella's attention. "One taste, and you'll name your first child after me!"
"My son already has his name, but I'll try your summer wine. Just a taste." I said to him.
"My Ladies, you are from Westeros." He replied to them.
"You have the honor of addressing Daenerys of the House Targaryen, and Isabella of the House Targaryen the Khaleesi of the riding men and princesses of the Seven Kingdoms." Irri said.
"Princesses." He bowed.
"Rise. I'd still like to taste that wine." Bella said. Dany was beside her, watching with amusement as her sister was once again living up to her title as Khaleesi.
"That? Dornish swill. Not worthy of a princess. I have a dry red from the Arbor- nectar of the Gods. Let me give you a cask. Uh- a gift." He said as he ran into his carriage and grabbed a small crate of wine.
"You honor us, Ser." Bella said smiling, still oblivious to what was about to happen.
"The honor- the honor is all mine." He replied and held out the crate, only for Rakharo to grab it.. "There are many in your homeland that pray for your return, princesses."
"I hope to repay your kindness someday." She said and he smiled. Ser Jorah walked up to stand near Bella.
"I have a thirst." Jorah said. Rakharo handed it back to the wineseller.
"The wine is for the Khaleesi and her sister. It's not for the likes of you." He said.
"Open it." Ser Jorah commanded.
"Open it." Bella commanded and he did, turning back to Jorah.
"Pour." Ser Jorah said.
"It would be a crime to drink a wine this rich without at least giving it time to breathe."
"Do as he says." Daenerys spoke up.
"As the princess commands." He said and he poured and handed the small cup to Jorah who began to smell it. "Sweet, isn't it? Can you smell the fruit, Ser? Taste it, My Lord. Tell me that that is not the finest wine that has ever touched your tongue."
"You first." Ser Jorah said, handing the cup back to the wineseller.
"Me? I'm afraid I am not worthy of the vintage. Besides, it is a poor wine merchant who would drink up his own wares." He said to them.
"You will drink." Bella told him, finally remembering what was going to happen. He nodded and took the cup, holding it up as if proposing a toast and glancing to Jorah, and then to Bella and then he ran off, pushing Bella and Dany in the process. Jorah caught Bella and Rhydian caught Dany.
"Khaleesi! Daenerys!" Doreah said and came to us.
Bella's POV
"Stop him!" I heard Jorah say. I stood near the small bridge and pulled out my whip, flicking it and it tied around the winesellers ankle, making him trip and fall roughly face first into the ground. Rakharo and the other Blood Riders grabbed the man. He struggled, but he was no match for four muscular Blood Riders.
"Come." Ser Jorah said as he took hold of my shoulders and led me away. I handed Rakharo my whip and he used it to keep the wine seller tied for now.
Good god! An assassination attempt had just been made on my son and on my sister and myself. We all began to walk to where we left our horses.
"Gods be good! What will they do to him?" Dany asked as she held onto Rhydian's arm as if it were her lifeline.
"When the Khalasar rides, he'll be leashed to a saddle, forced to run behind the horses for as long as he can." Ser Jorah said.
"And when he falls?" Dany asked.
"I saw a man last nine miles once." He replied.
"King Robert still wants us dead." I said.
"This poisoner was the first. He won't be the last."
"I thought he'd leave us alone- now that our brother is gone." Dany said as Rhydian rubbed her shoulders in comfort and said soft words to her in Dothraki.
"He will never leave you alone. If you ride to darkest Asshai, his assassins will follow you. If you sailed all the way to the Basilisk Isles, his spies would tell him. He will never abandon the hunt."
"You're Targaryens- the last Targaryens." He said to us. "Your son will have Targaryen blood with 40,000 riders behind him."
"He will not have my son or my sister, I swear by that. I will kill anyone who tries another attempt on us." I said to Ser Jorah.
"He will not have you either, Khaleesi." He said. We rode back he was leased to the saddle and stripped of all his clothing.
(A/N: I was gonna end it there, but then I thought, KEEP GOING!)
Night had come quickly. We were all standing in a hut with a large fire pit in the middle and on one of the posts was the wine seller who made the attempt. He was only in trousers and looked bloody to a pulp. Dany, Rhydian, and Jorah were beside me and a few other Blood Riders were standing around, glaring daggers at the wine seller.
Two Blood Riders walked in with torches and after them came Drogo. He first looked at me and then looked at the wine seller. He stood tall and glared at the seller, holding his hand out for a torch and not looking away from him. I watched as Drogo waved the torch in the seller's face before tossing it into the fire pit and walking my way.
"Moon of my live. Are you hurt?" He asked me, taking my face in his hands. I gave him a small smile and shook my head. He placed a kiss on my forehead and I placed my hands on his chest. He stood back a bit and turned to Jorah who was on my left. "Jorah the Andal, I heard what you did. Choose any horse you wish from my herd, it's yours. I make this gift to you for what you did." He stood in front of me and pressed his hands against my stomach. "And to my son, the stallion who will mount the world, I will also pledge a gift. I will give him the iron chair that his mother's father sat upon." He walked to stand beside the fire pit and looked around the room at his Blood Riders. "I will give him The Lands of the Andals. I, Drogo, will do this." The Blood Riders all cheered at his words. "I will take my khalasar west to where the world ends and ride wooden horses across the black salt sea as no khal has done before." He stepped up closer to the wine seller and yelled in his face. "I will kill the men in iron suits and tear down their stone houses. I will rape their women, take their children as slaves and bring their broken gods back to Vaes Dothrak. This I vow, Drogo son of Bharbo. I swear before the mother of mountains as the stars look down in witness. As the stars look down in witness." I could feel my heart racing at the passion and fierceness in his words and felt myself shaking in joy.
He looked across the fire pit and looked into my eyes, all I saw was determination and love.
Drogo, my Khal, my husband, the father of my child and my one true love. I truly do love this man and no one can say anything about it.
