Chapter 10 – Queen Of Hearts

"Are you ready?"

His deep voice echoed in her ears as her blue eyes searched his handsome face. She couldn't stop her hands from shaking as she felt him grab both her hands in his giant ones then pulled her against his chest. His arms enveloped her into his warmth as his lips pressed a couple of soft kisses to her forehead.

"It's going to be okay you know." He stated softly. Drogo could feel his tiny bride trembling softly. He knew she was worried about the heart ceremony. She didn't want to dishonor him or the Dothraki people who had taken her into their lives, homes and city as their Khaleesi.

"I'm scared Drogo. What if I can't do it? What if I throw up? What if the Dosh Khaleen throws me out of the city and banishes me? Where will I go? I don't have anyone anywhere and everyone in my family is dead with the exception of Rebeka." She stated as she felt the tears well up in her eyes.

"Liliana, you think too much. I would never let them take you away from me. You are mine as much as I am yours. Let then banish you all they want. I am Khal, no one is banished without my approval and you are carrying MY son, there is no way I would allow you to be taken from me; my sweet bride." Drogo stated softly as he cupped her face and kissed her lips softly.

"My heart and soul, you think I can do this?" She asked.

"I do not think; I know. You are my Khaleesi and I would not have chosen you if I did not think you would be strong enough to face everything that gets thrown at you for being the Khaleesi of the Dothraki people. My sweet bride, you will be the perfect Khaleesi for the rest of our lives; just as you will be the perfect wife to me and mother to our babies." Drogo pointed out strongly as he continued to combs his callus fingers through her raven hair; feeling her trembling body calm in his arms.

Liliana smiled softly as she cupped his cheeks. "My sweet husband." She pushed up on her toes and kissed his lips before she tugged on his beard.

"Get through the heart ceremony and I promise to let you puke as much as you want once we are safe within the walls of the palace." Drogo chuckled as he looked down and smiled as Liliana slapped his chest.

"You are terrible my Khal. But you are mine and I shall keep it that way." Liliana stated as she felt Drogo's warm hand in the middle of her back. She was dressed in a white cotton Dothraki dress to show her pure of heart and receptive to the tribe to be the next mighty Khal's mother.

"Come; we go."

Liliana sat perched on Drogo's big black stallion as her blue eyes watched in fascination as Drogo hunted down a sacred wild stallion with just a rope. He lassoed the wild beast and systematically pulled him to the ground and pushed his knee into the stallion's neck. His big callus hands smoothed over its fur calming the animal down.

"You fought bravely as a warrior and you die a warrior's death. You shall gallop on into the Nightlands knowing you provided a good meal to your people, my Khaleesi and my son that grows in her belly; you're heart and spirit will be with us forever." Drogo murmured as he continued to calm the giant animal. He pulled his stone knife out of its sheath before slicing the animal's throat effectively taking its life.

Drogo started at the top of the stallion's chest and ran his stone blade down the middle as he sliced it open peeling back the layers of muscle and tissue as the horse's blood coated his hands and arms as well as the grass below the animal's body. He finally found the heart inside the chest cavity and cut it free. He instructed Rahkaro to help his bride off the steed as the Dosh Khaleen had the heart washed of its impurities with warm water.

Before they would do the heart ceremony in the sacred temple, but after a few times with messy horse blood all over they decided to move it to the same field where the heart was taken which was near the small lake where everyone could wash up; before attending the celebration afterwards.

Liliana swallowed hard as she let Rahkaro help her off Drogo's stallion and guided her over to the white fur pelt that had been laid on the ground away from the slain horse corpse. Liliana knelt down on the fur pelt and was thankful the softness of it was so comforting. She wouldn't be quite comfortable again until this whole ceremony was finished. Her blue eyes watched as Drogo lifted a gold bowl and took it over to her.

Drogo knelt down in front of her. He was not going anywhere he would see her through this to the end. His dark eyes locked with hers as he set the gold bowl down in front of her; before he leaned over and pressed his forehead to hers. "You watch me; you focus on me. You can do this my sweet bride." He murmured so only her ears could hear his words of encouragement.

Liliana sighed heavily as she nodded; she did not even look in the bowl at the heart. She couldn't she knew if she saw it she wouldn't be able to go through with it. Her shaky hands went out and could feel the warmth of the horse's heart as she finally lifted it from the bowl and brought it to her mouth; swallowed hard a couple of times before she actually opened her mouth and sank her teeth into the tough muscle as she ground her teeth and severed the first bite. A burst of the animal's blood exploded into her mouth as she closed her eyes and willed herself not to spit anything out. She lied to herself as she swallowed the first bite and forced the second.

Liliana could hear chanting in the background from the Dosh Khaleen as her head felt full of fog, but she never stopped chewing and biting pieces of the heart. She knew if she stopped even to breathe it would be all over and she would vomit in the ceremonial bowl the heart been placed in.

She could feel Drogo's eyes boring into her soul as she continued. He nodded slightly only that she could see it was directed towards her. She couldn't imagine having to go through this with every baby that got in her belly; somehow she already knew she would. Hell if she could get through this even once she was pretty sure she could do it a few more times.

Drogo's dark eyes took in the bloody mess that was kneeling in front of him. The horse's blood had seeped into the white dress that Liliana was wearing as well as it covered her hands along with drip trails down her arms. He could see the bump poking out of her dress and had to kill the urge to reach out and caress it. As much as he wanted to touch his bride he knew that if he broke her concentration he ran the risk of screwing it all up and he didn't want to do that to her.

Drogo chewed the bottom corner of his lip as he kept his eyes trained on Liliana in case she had any distress what so ever. He was very proud of her for taking the challenge head on. She never once tried to talk her way out of it or bargain a way around the whole ordeal. She knew what she had to do and she was doing it. Much like his pride and love for Daenerys when she'd done this very thing; Drogo could feel his heart swelling in his chest for Liliana.

Drogo himself had been forced to eat worse things growing up in the Dothraki tribe, but it was instilled in him at an early age that you ate what you were given or you did not eat at all. Of course with his mother and father their motto was if you did not like the food in front of you then it was your responsibility to go out, catch and kill what you wanted. A lot of the times he ate it because it was food in his belly and because he had not yet honed his hunting skills. Once he got hunting down the transition into fighting was simple; lose what you are hunting, lose your meal…lose the fight, lose your braid which was a dishonor to you and your family.

Drogo had never lost a fight and he had the longest mane of hair to prove it.

His dark eyes refocused on his little bride as she continued to eat the warm horse heart. He continued to chew his bottom lip and watch her; praying she could make it through the entire heart.

Liliana had turned out the chanting from the Dosh Khaleen and Drogo's Khalasar as she kept chewing on the hard muscled up horse heart. She just kept telling herself it was chicken or goose or extremely stale bread; anything to keep herself focused on the task at hand. She did not want to let Drogo down; failure for her was not an option at this point.

Her blue eyes looked past Drogo and could see Tamika and Rahkaro standing as they cheered and chanted with everyone else.

Liliana closed her eyes tightly as she finally choked down the last bit of horse heart. She never thought she would be finished. She stood up as the Dosh Khaleen announced her as the mother of the Khal's son in her belly.

"The baby boy in my belly will be the prince of Vaes Dothrak and he shall be called Riogo." Liliana shouted as everyone took control and began chanting Riogo's name over and over.

Drogo's eyes never left his bride as he watched her standing in the middle of the field commanding his Khalasar to call out their unborn son's name. He suddenly realized he enjoyed watching her be the Khaleesi for his people. Drogo stood and went to his bride as he lifted her into his arms; she tried to protest because she didn't want to get blood on him but he could've cared less. He himself was still covered and they both needed to clean for the feast that was being prepared during the heart ceremony. He was taking his Khaleesi to the river to help clean her up before the smell alone made her yak.

Once they got to the river bank, Drogo leaned down and placed her on her feet. Tamika was at their sides along with Rahkaro who were stringing blankets up in the trees to give their Khal and his Khaleesi privacy in the waters.

Drogo looked down at Liliana with such pride. "You honor me today my sweet bride." He softly ran his index finger down her cheek and watched as she smiled softly before she lifted her arms above her head, inviting him to undress her. Drogo leaned down as his nose brushed against the sensitive flesh of the side of her neck before he placed a soft kiss there. His large hands slid down her lithe body as he stopped to squeeze her backside through the thin cotton material before gathering it in his hands and stripping it up and over her head. He tossed it over the blanket into Tamika's hands who would clean it immaculately for Liliana.

Liliana squealed and zipped around to stand behind Drogo to cover her nakedness as Rahkaro directed a couple of men from the Khalasar around the blankets. They carried the copper tub from their palace and set it beside the river bank. She could hear them chuckling and teasing her and Drogo.

Drogo chuckled deeply. "Khaleesi one would think your backside was on fire with the way you tuck tailed and ran to hide behind me."

He wasn't laughing for long when she pulled the pin from her hair and stuck him in his backside causing him to yell out. "EVIL WOMAN!" He screeched as he rubbed his still pants covered rear.

"Oh shush! Men do not care who they see naked; especially if it is another woman. And in this case might I remind you it's your Khaleesi." Liliana scolded as she stood behind him pulling the silver rings from his hair.

"What about women seeing other's naked? How does that work?" Drogo questioned as he stood still for her.

"I do not know about other women but the only people I want to see naked is the one I desire the most; my heart and soul." Liliana stated softly as she wrapped her arms around him from behind as she softly kissed both of his bare shoulders. She gently pulled back and ran her fingers through his long silky hair. "Next time I will wrap myself up in your mane it would hide every speck of me." She giggled.

"I shall cut every piece of hair in my braid off then because I will be enraged with jealousy of my hair having the privilege of touching all of your naked bits." Drogo teased back.

"Oh no you must never cut your hair; so much more handsome with all the thick tresses." She stated as she stepped back and watched as he shed his pants. They walked into the cool water a little and washed the blood from each other's bodies before Tamika announced the bath water was finally warm enough and disappeared back behind the blankets with Rahkaro to give them the privacy as everyone else from the ceremony headed back to the city to begin the feast knowing their Khal and Khaleesi will be joining them soon enough.

Drogo sat in the tub with Liliana as she gently scrubbed his body from top to bottom. He suddenly was aware that bath time with his bride was his favorite time of day. He could do it morning, afternoon and night; her hands on his body massaging and scrubbing. Her lips kissing various parts of his naked body; he couldn't get enough. She always had a system to it and would start with his back and work her way around to his front.

By the time she was sitting straddled across his lap he was too excited to think about the rest of the bath but she never paid attention to his erection as it stayed trapped between their bellies. Once she finished her eyes locked with his dark ones as she smirked.

Drogo's eyes closed as he felt her hand softly wrap around his cock. It was one of the most glorious feelings as her thumb rubbed across the head. That was a lie because three seconds later when she stood on her knees in the copper tub and pushed the head of him inside her body and sank down on him; he gritted his teeth at the sensation of her body taking him all the way in. He had to harness the euphoric feeling that encased his entire body when he was inside of his wife. He had to let her take control when she was on top simply for the fact that he did not want to hurt her now that their son was growing in her belly.

Drogo cupped her cheeks as he kissed a path from her throat to her lips. "How are you able to still want to be with me after what you just did my sweet little bride?" He couldn't figure it out. She just ate a horse heart and yet she still wanted to be with him and not puke at the moment.

"My body changes with our son inside of me. I want you more. I need you more Drogo. I can feel the changes." Liliana murmured against his lips; feeling his hands caressing her body as she slowly moved her hips up and down his length. Drogo's hands pulled her closer to him; he always wanted her close when she sat astride on him.

Drogo's eyes remained closed as he felt her soft lips kiss a gentle path from his lips up his left check, across his scar, over his left eye where the scar ended above his left eyebrow. He felt her shiver against his body and knew she was close. Then again so was he. And he would NOT be ashamed for it being over too soon because he would make it up to her; they would make it up to each other.

"Drogo…" She whimpered. She noticed since she had the baby inside of her everything was more sensitive. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders as she started quaking around him.

Drogo's arms tightened slightly around her body keeping her against him as her body milked him hungrily and he shattered with her; burying his face in the side of her neck as he inhaled her scent letting it calm him from the inside out.

His eyes slowly fluttered open. He kissed her lips softly as they washed each other once more before stepping out of the tub. Drogo wrapped the dark cloth around his waist before he stepped up to Liliana and wrapped one around her body, hiding her naked bits from every ones prying eyes but his own.

Drogo pulled her into his arms once more as his right hand slid down caressing her baby bump. "Let's go home and stay in bed all night."

"What about the feast?" She asked.

Drogo smirked before he leaned down and scooped his bride into his arms. "Damn the food. I would rather feast on your body until the stars fall out of the sky."

"Ok."

It was all that was needed to be said for the rest of the evening.