Game of Thrones: Deadly Alliances

Chapter 10 of my Game of Thrones story, one of three chapters which sees Dany and the other two girls suffering.

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Marina Ka-Fai: Yeah, it's good, a strong show of their friendship :)
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Now onto the story.

Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin.

Daenerys

Dany fought to maintain her composure within the dankness of the cell. She couldn't believe how quickly things had turned. How drastically her fortunes had fallen, thanks to their surprise attack the displaced slave masters had retaken the city and had likely done the same to the other slaver cities. Worse there was little chance of her doing much to reclaim them; since she was now a prisoner; along with Jhiqui and Irri.

She couldn't risk their lives, despite their instance to the contrary, and as a result, she had given up.

"Oh Khalessi; you should not have done that." Irri said sadly. "You should have just run."

Dany shook her head. "I could not Irri, you and Jhiqui are my friends, you are important to me, I couldn't just let them kill you."

Jhiqui disagreed however. "No Khalessi, we are not, we are expendable, unlike you. We are more than happy to give ourselves for you."

"No, none of that, I cannot allow you to just die; not for me." Dany interjected at once. "You are people, your lives matter."

Both Dothraki girls shared a look, touched by Dany's care for them, despite their thoughts to the contrary. They remained together in the cell, hoping against hope that they would be rescued.

'But what are the chances of it.' Dany thought sadly. 'So many were killed, those that survived…they probably don't even know yet what's happened to us.'

Still, Dany remained strong, knowing her courage was the only reason Irri and Jhiqui were calm themselves.

Dany tensed however, Irri and Jhiqui did the same for at that moment they heard the sound of approaching footsteps.

'Gods; what now…?' She thought desperately; cold fear gnawing within her belly.

They remained huddled together, waiting as the door was unlocked and the people outside stepped in. There were six of them; all them men, glaring at them. One of them stepped forwards and spoke.

"Well, such a shame, the great conqueror, has been conquered, now." He remarked. "Well, it's time; you are all to face punishment. You are to be prepared for your transportation to the main square."

Dany shared a look with Irri and Jhiqui and squared her shoulders. "So be it, but do you not think…"

The man glared and cut across her. "Save it bitch, you have no authority now. The people of this city will see you for what you are, all of you. Now…undress."

That startled Dany and from their gasps, Irri and Jhiqui were horrified too.

"What?" Dany choked out.

However her lack of quick compliance seemed to irritate the men. They all glared and two of them stepped forward; seized her and began tearing off her clothes, her struggles futile as more and more of her skin was exposed.

"Khalessi!" Irri and Jhiqui cried in despair; trying to intervene and save her. "Leave her be!"
Their captors' response was for the four remaining men to seize them, two each, and rip their clothes off them. Before long all three girls were nude.

"What is the meaning of this, you can't…" Dany began only to stop dead as the cold metallic clink sounded.

Sure enough she found her arms bound behind her back and manacled, as were her feet, sold chains making movement of her hands impossible and small steps all she could manage with her feet. Again, Irri and Jhiqui shared the same fate.

The man who seemed to be in charge of this group shook his head.

"That will do, now, move." He ordered them.

Having no choice, Dany squared her shoulders and, preparing herself for the inevitable she walked out of the cell, Irri and Jhiqui followed, buoyed by her courage. Their six captors flanked them as they walked and before long the exited the building they were being held in.

As Dany feared, the streets were full of people; all of them watching as she and her Dothraki handmaids emerged, chained and completely nude.

"Move." The lead captor ordered when she stopped.

She did so, doing her best to stay strong. 'I can do this, I am the blood of the dragon, I will not be afraid.'

So she walked on, but it was impossible to miss the comments being made.

"Ha, the Targaryen slut's got nice teats, not as big as that Dothraki slut at the back though. Those are huge." A man called out. "Better than the other Dothraki, with those puny little things."

Another commented on their nipples, noting they all had brown nipples, although Dany's were a little lighter and medium in size, Irri's were small and Jhiqui's large. Another group could be heard making 'compliments' for their shaved cunts.

'Such beasts, animals, was all this resentment towards me always present, but hidden.' She wondered; saddened as she thought she had done so well; thought she could trust these people.

Another voice reached her ears. "Well, well, such lovely skin they have, a nice little tan on the Targaryen slut; the Dothraki's of course have their sweet brown skin. The one at back seems darker."

It sounded almost like they were simply animals being observed, yet there was an underlying sexual tone to their comments.

Dany bit her lip, being in the sun so long had given her a tan, but she wasn't as dark as Irri and Jhiqui, Jhiqui was the darkest out of all of them, her skin being darker than Irri's light brown skin. Yet it seemed that attracted many of the men here.

Finally they reached the main square, to Dany's shock many platforms had been set up, on one was a large table with the newly empowered masters were seated. In the middle of the square were three pillars, with shackles attached to them. They were led there and were taken hold of.

"What is…?" She began.

"Silence." The man holding her growled.

Dany found her bonds being removed and she was forced against the pillar, facing into it and the shackles were fastened. Her arms were pulled up directly above her head, the shackles secured around her wrists, others secured around her ankles. Turning her head she could just make out Irri and Jhiqui and saw they were in the same position.

'What are they doing, what is this, why are we-Arhg' She thought, her thoughts being cut off as she screamed.

Irri wailed as did Jhiqui and continued to do so. Dany tried to resist, but couldn't help screaming as she found herself and her friends being whipped. It was then she realized this was their punishment, she wondered, was that all; did they only plan to humiliate and whip them. The whipping was agonizing and she was glad it finally ended; the lashes were hard enough to draw blood.

'Poor Irri and Jhiqui, they got the same, but they don't deserve this, it should just be me.'

Those were her thoughts as the shackles were removed.

But rather than release them, they found themselves being turned around and were shackled again, this time facing the masters. One of the masters stood up, glaring at them as he spoke.

"Now we have begun the punishment of the tyrant and her minions." He called out, so all could hear. "But mere punishment is not enough, they must be judged for their crimes. In the case of Daenerys Targaryen, the so called Queen, the charges are simple, murder, usurpation, tyranny and public lechery."

Dany grit her teeth, hearing the jeers of the crowd, she should have guessed, there would be no trial, just instant judgement.

The master then continued, his tone disparaging. "As for her two underlings, her…pet whores, their charges are aiding a tyrant and also committing public lechery."

The implication wasn't missed, Dany knew it, he was insinuating that she was engaged in a sexual relationship with Irri and Jhiqui. Her indignation was driven from her mind by Irri and Jhiqui's dismayed wails and her own gasp of horror from his next words.

"For these crimes, there is only one sentence…death."

It was then Dany's worst fears were confirmed, they were to be executed.

Her thoughts raced. 'Gods; so this is it; we're doomed, we meet our ends here...'

Glanced left and right she saw the tears in Irri and Jhiqui's eyes and she fought to keep the stinging in her eyes under control. She had to be strong, for them.

Doing her best to remain strong, she looked resolutely forwards, facing the masters, not letting her fear show. The master who was talking spoke again.

"Daenerys Targaryen, on account of your 'royal blood', you will die by beheading, seven days from now." He stated; before turning his gaze to her right. "Your little…pet, will die by hanging, five days from now."

Irri let out a shuddering gasp as she heard her fate being sealed. The man turned to Jhiqui.

"This one shall also die by hanging and…"

Jhiqui let out a pitiful wail as she spoke, her tone pleading. "Please, let me die alongside the Khalessi, she mustn't die alone."

The master glowered at her. "Silence you stupid savage!"

"Oh please, let her live, take me instead, take my life but spare the Khalessi." Jhiqui pleaded, tears streaming down her face.

Dany was shocked by this, she tried to speak, but the words stuck in her throat. Here was Jhiqui, who she worked so hard to save, offering herself to spare her.

The masters were not impressed however as one then spoke. "Enough of this; that savage dies now."

All three of them gasped in horror; the men approached and Jhiqui was released from the shackles, before her hands were tied behind her back with ropes tightly securing her wrists and she was dragged forwards.

Dany tried to cry out, but only a wordless cry escaped as tears filled her eyes. Irri was openly weeping, Jhiqui wailing, pleading, more tears sliding down her face.

Jhiqui was dragged up to one of the platforms, which Dany, with a sickening lurch in her belly, realized now was a gallows. Jhiqui struggled as she was dragged up.

"No, no, please, no, I don't want to die, please!" She screamed.

But it was futile; they ignore her pleading and wailing as they brought her into position and tied more ropes around her ankles and just above her knees with more ropes.

"P-p-p-please, no…" Jhiqui sobbed as the noose was securely fastened around her neck.

Irri then choked out words through her tears. "Please, spare her, she won't…"

Dany added her own words. "There's no need for this, spare Jhiqui, please, just take me."

"Enough, both of you, or you will meet the same fate, death immediately, for being such a nuisance." The master who sentenced them warned.

Consumed by fear, they could only watch in horror and dismay as the man pulled the lever and opened the trap door.

"Please, no…I don't want to die, I don't-GLRUCK!" Jhiqui pleaded, her words being cut off and being strangled as she dropped.

The rope snapped taunt and Jhiqui's body jerked, the crowd laughed and jeered, noticing how such an act jiggled her breasts. But Dany didn't care, she could only watch in growing sadness as Jhiqui wriggled ineffectively on the end of the rope, slowly choking to death; her face going red as air left her.

Dany could only watch as one of her treasured friends died in front of her, her face now turning purple.

'Jhiqui, oh Jhiqui I'm so sorry.' She thought before she realized something; which brought sick joy to the jeering crowds. 'Oh no, not that, poor Jhiqui, no pain or humiliation was spared for you.'

She could only watch as Jhiqui's bladder emptied, the piss trickling down her legs before she stopped struggling, her face now black, her body twitched a few times before going still.

The first execution was done and to Dany's dismay, she and Irri were taken from the pillars and dragged back to their cell and were locked in, after being given short, ragged prisoner dresses which they pulled on before embracing each other and weeping for the loss of their beloved and treasured friend, Jhiqui.

End of chapter, poor Jhiqui is now dead and Irri and Dany await their own deaths. Read and review please.