She had taken his offering naively; reached for the cheek of fruit, meaning to quench her thirst with its cool red juice. The age-old rule, not to eat the food of the Underworld had been forgotten. Her fate was sealed with six seeds… Any thoughts/reviews are always welcome

This story will have three chapters, A quick story of the tragedy of the death of Daenerys and how Khal Drogo would deal with it

He could hear her calling for him. No matter how hard he fought, his body betrayed him and he could not defeat the encroaching darkness. But the gods were good to Khal Drogo, allowing the best part of his life to flash before his eyes. Because they knew he would never again rise to see the moon of his life.