Pale Fire Ch. 15

Drogo looked down at his wife, enjoying how her body wrapped around his, he knew that this pregnancy was causing her to be far more tired than her first. He was worried for her, over the last week he could see that she was doing everything she could to participate in their preparations, but through out the day she would need to lay down and rest.

Constantly sending prayers to the Great Stallion for her safety and for his son. His fear was if something went wrong, she'd have him cut the baby out to save him then worry about her. As much as that would pain him, he would do what she asks of him. Letting his eyes fall to her body, lingering on her sleeping form.

Knowing that he needed to get up and start the day, grateful that they were done with their battle plans, and they had the scouts settled on the ridge. It was a group of 3 men rotating their time watching the horizon. Once the wooden horses were spotted, two would ride back to the Khalasar, giving them time to set up their ambush, not that he felt they needed this, for the horde was large and fierce, but it would keep more of his khalasar alive.

Rolling out of the furs, placing a kiss on her lips, he dressed for his day, and grabbed his little Stallion, knowing that she needed as much rest that he could provide her. "My son, let's get the horde ready for our meal." Enjoying how Rhogoro wrapped his hand around his braid. "Soon my Stallion, you will have yours."

Leaning into his father's arms, "I am brave like daddy."

Leaving the tent, Drogo looked into his son's face, "You are my Stallion, brave, and strong." Putting him down, he looked at one of the slaves, "Get his food prepared." Holding his hand, "Ready my Stallion, we are to prepare the meal." Ready to start teaching him how to properly butcher an animal.

"Yes! Teach Rhogoro."

Leading him to the butchers tent, seeing some of the men around, taking care of the goats and sheep for the horde. Looking over at one of the remaining goats that were alive, "Come my son." Leading him to the animal, "It is important not to let the animal suffer," taking his knife, swiftly cutting its throat. "Remember my son, with its death, let's us live."

Nodding, he watched his daddy skin the animal, cutting into pieces. "Momma know this too?"

Looking up, Drogo just nodded, "She does my Stallion. She is a skilled hunter, warrior, it is what I made her perfect as my Khaleesi." Smiling at his face, "When you are a grown man, that is what you should find, not just beauty, but strength."

Smiling up at his daddy, "Strong like me!"

Knowing that he would have this conversation again with him as he grew, he knew that on some level he understood. He was blessed by the Great Stallion in many ways, his son was strong, healthy, and smart. A man shouldn't be so lucky in this life. "Strong just like you."

Focusing back on the process of teaching him how to break down the animal, and not wasting anything, it took about an hour, but soon everything was broken down and they headed out to the fires around the khalasar.

Seeing his son stick close to him, his eyes watching him, "As the future of this Khalasar, it is not only your duty to protect your people but feed them. A great Khal will always provide for his people, a weak one will only provide for himself."

Holding his hand he followed his father to the fires, "Feed my friends." Pointing to the dragons sitting on the cliffs.

Looking up, Drogo could see their outlines through the fog, it had been close to a month since they were hatched, and they were the size of mountains. Drogon could block out the sun with his wings, he was the largest of the 3, Rhaegal came in a close second, and Magnus, while smaller was the swiftest in flight, or so Dali liked to brag.

"After you eat my Stallion, your mother and I will take you." While he trusted them enough, his son was only 2, almost 3, not old enough to climb up to the dragons alone, but he knew if he said it was OK, he would. The Stallion that mounts the World had no fear of anything, horses or great dragons.

Rhogoro looked at his father, nodding. He wanted to bring his friends food. "Wake momma?"

Chuckling at him, "Run to her my Stallion." Smirking when he turned on his heels heading back towards their tent.

Khal Moro watched as the young boy ran as fast as his little legs could carry him, it didn't take too long for him to grow attached to the boy, while he was still sweet and friendly as a young child should be, he was fearless, feeding the dragons, riding with his mother as they flew over the land. In his heart he knew Rhogoro would be the greatest of all the Khals that have ever rode across this world, and he was there to witness the Stallion grow into a man.

Rose could feel someone touching her face, letting her eyes open, she found her son's chubby cheeks next to hers, "My Stallion, good morning." Letting herself have a moment to enjoy his presence.

"Morning mama, eat, feed our friends." He said to her.

Sitting up, Rose felt her son kick, it seemed he was ready for food as well, "OK, my beautiful boy, let's go eat, and feed our friends." Slowly getting to her feet, she could see that her belly was huge, if she made it another month she'd be surprised, hopeful that soon the battle would be upon them, so that she could concentrate on the safe delivery of her child.

Taking his mother by the hand, he led her through the people, carefully pushing people out of her way. He needed to protect his baby and his momma. Smiling when he found his daddy. "Momma here, eat!" He said excitedly.

Smiling at her husband, "Our Stallion is ready to eat, my Sun and Stars. So is Najo!" She said, rubbing her belly feeling her son kick her hard.

Picking up his son, he placed a kiss on his wife's lips, "How are you feeling, my moon?"

Taking her place near him, nodding to the slaves that brought their food, "I am well, my love. But I get tired so easily." Drinking her water, she could feel it soothing her son, "The Sky Herd will be here soon, that will be the signal from the Great Stallion that we are close."

Drogo knew that this was the sign that they were all waiting for, once The Great Stallion arrived, the battle would be upon them, "Who will ride with the herd?"

Closing her eyes, Rose knew that R'hllor has being speaking with her through her dreams, it was probably one of the million reasons she was so tired, but it served its purpose. Focusing her attention on the men in front of her.

"You my love will ride Chiron, for you are the Great Khal," letting her eyes fall onto the other Khals that were listening intently, "Khal Morro, you will ride Titus, his son, Khal Jammo you will ride Arion his second son, Khal Motho you will ride Cassia his eldest daughter, and you, Khal Zekko will ride his youngest son Guido."

Taking a second to look around, seeing that everyone was watching her, "We have done everything we could to prepare for this battle, the child king dares challenge the might of The Great Khal and his khalasar, you all will show him the might and fury of a Dothraki warrior."

The resounding sounds of their cries helped put her at ease, while they had the advantage, the numbers, and the help of both the Sky Herd and the dragons, she knew that they would still lose many in the fight, but that was war, neither side will leave unscathed. Her eyes fell to her husband, knowing that he would be front and center when they rode towards the army, she just prayed to R'hllor that he would survive.

Rose watched as her son attempted to help drag three sheep up the cliff, it was an interesting sight, but with the help of the sled that the animals were on, and of course his father, they made great progress. Her eyes taking in the dragons on the hilltop, while she knew that they were self-sufficient now and hunted their own fish, but she knew that Rhogoro enjoyed providing for his friends.

Looking up as Drogon turned his huge head towards her, lifting her hand to touch his nose, "Lykiri." Smiling when he nuzzled her hand. Turning toward Dani who was speaking Valyrian to Rhaegal, she was grateful that she agreed that all the dragon riders knew the language, for it was the Valyrians that first rode the beasts.

Drogo lifted his son up to the beast, knowing that he loved to touch Drogon. "Are you happy now, my Stallion?" Knowing the answer to be yes.

Letting his hand run across the scales, Rhogoro couldn't help but smile. "Feed my friends." He chanted over and over again.

Rose watched as her son carefully put a sheep in front of all the dragons, his eyes finding Drogon watching.

"Eat my friend." He said to the dragons.

Knowing that they loved their food cooked, she indicated for everyone to take several steps back. Smiling up at all three of them as they waited, "Dracarys."

Holding her family, Dali on one side of Drogo, and Dani on the other of her, they watched in fascination as all three dragons breathed fire onto their food.

Hearing her son squeal with joy as he watched the fire come out of their mouths, touching his cheek as his father helped him, "You've done well in feeding your friends." Her eyes seeing his smile, "You are going to be a great Khal, my Stallion."

"Rhogoro fly now?" He asked his momma. Giving her the biggest eyes that he could.

Dali looked over at her nephew, smiling at his joy, turning her attention to the brother, "He is so much like you, fearless. You are the reason why father aged so." She teased.

Glaring down at her, "My sister, it was you that drove father to his grave." Smirking at her offended face. Placing his squirming son down, his eyes finding his wife's amused face, "Take them over the sea, he wants to fly."

Kneeling in front of her son, "Then my Stallion we shall fly!" Taking his hand, Rose made her way to Drogon, "Would you take us over the water, my dear friend?" She asked him. While she knew that R'hllor sent them for her to command, she would always ask, they were great animals, and were to be respected.

Placing her hand on his nose, smiling when she felt his pleasure and acceptance of her request. "Kirimvose." Stepping back as he lowered himself for her to mount, she looked at her husband, "I will be safe my love." Climbing up high onto his back, she reached down towards her son, smiling when he squealed. "Sit still my Stallion."

Rose watched as Dali and Dani climbed on top of Rhaegal and Magnus, smirking as they turned to her waiting for her command to fly off. Wrapping her arms around her son, she nodded to her riders, "Ready?"

Dani smiled, "As always my Khaleesi!" Her excitement building with the prospect of flying over the ocean. She knew that the dragons weren't meant to be kept forever, she was going to enjoy every moment she could. Rubbing Rhaegal, "It is time to show your brothers you are the fastest."

Smirking Dali chuckled at Dani, "You wish. Magnus is the fastest." She said, rubbing him scales. "Show them my White Death!"

Rose shook her head, knowing that it was Magnus that was the fastest, Rhaegal was the most agile, and Drogon was the strongest and his dragon fire burned the hottest. "Sovetes." Smiling as all three of the dragons moved forward towards the edge of the cliff.

Keeping her son close to her chest, she watched as Drogon spread his large wings out, flapping them, stretching them out before he took to the air. "Hold on my son." She said to him.

Gasping as Drogon jumped off the ledge of the cliff, it was always exhilarating with his initial take off. Hearing her son scream out with joy warmed her heart, keeping her arms around him, smiling as he held on with one of the spines sticking out of his neck.

Rose watched as Drogon used the Tradewinds to rise above the clouds, looking behind her, she could see his brothers following close behind. It was the look of pleasure on her riders' face that told her everything that she needed to know, they were happy.

Smirking over her shoulder, "Drōgon, sōvegon dive va se iēdar." She said to him. Enjoying his pleasure as he tucked his wings, diving towards the water.

Dali watched as Drogon made his way towards the tops of the water, "Ūndegon aōha lēkia, Magnus." Hollering with joy as he tucked and rolled slightly to his side, smirking as the tip of his wing cut through the water.

Seeing her sisters fly lower, Dani smirked, instructing Rhaegal, to follow them. "Ȳdra daor ivestragī aōha brothers emagon mirre se kirimves." Chuckling as he dove headfirst towards the water, and like Magnus, using the tip of his wings to make a wave.

Rhogoro lifted his hands as his friend flew over the waters, he couldn't wait until he was big like his dadda so that he could fly alone.

Rose kissed his head, "Is this fun, my Stallion?"

"YES!"

Smiling at his excitement, "I'm happy my beautiful boy." Her eyes looking over the horizon, feeling at peace watching the sun make the sea sparkle like diamonds. Wanting to watch as the sun settled below the skyline from above, she spoke softly, "Drōgon, kostilus sīmonagon toliot se clouds, se gūrogon īlva arlī naejot se khalasar."

Listening to his rider, Drogon let the air currents lift him high into the sky, enjoying how he could feel the small one's joy. While he knew that his job was to lay waste to the coming ships, his true mission would be to protect the small one, killing anything or anyone that dared to touch him. Rising higher, his eyes found the Khal standing on the edge of the cliff, waiting for his family.

Drogo stood over the cliffs, his eyes following their every movement, no matter how many times he watched them fly off on the great dragons it made his heart beat a bit faster. This was their version of training, getting used to the dragons, the animals getting used to hearing their commands. It was the upmost importance that they rode as one, raining fire from above destroying all the wooden horses sending them deep into the heart of the poison waters.

Keeping his eyes on the horizon, he found Drogon leading his brothers back to the cliffs, chuckling when he watched them disappear into the clouds. His eyes followed them until they disappeared, but he knew in a moment they would swoop down and land.

The sound of Drogon's roar brought a smile to his face, the sound alone would terrify any man that would hear it. Turning his eyes towards the sky, he watched as all three of the dragons came down from the sky and came to rest on the cliffs edge.

Drogo watched as Drogon lowered himself to let off his wife, and son. Making his way to the beast, seeing him watch his approach, "You make my Stallion happy, for that I am grateful." Reaching up towards his son, carefully bringing him towards his chest, "You have fun, my Stallion?" Gently putting him on the ground, turning to grab his wife, chuckling as his son was telling Drogon he was going to ride him alone.

The moment her husband wrapped his arms around her waist, bringing her down, Rose kissed his lips, "We are ready to rain fire over the poison water my love."

Pulling her closer to his body, "Are you sure that you are comfortable doing this?" He trusted her, but he was worried that this was too much on her body.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, "I wish this was happening a month ago or a few months from now, but this is what fate chose for us." Feeling her feet on the ground, Rose took her husband by the hand, "I am hungry, and tired, let's enjoy our evening for as long as we can."

Reaching up to touch Drogon, "Rest sȳrī ñuha raqiros." Looking up at her husband, then down to her smiling toddler, "My Stallion lead the way to the fire." Laughing when he grabbed her hand.

"Momma, Rhogoro take care of baby." Puffing out his chest as he walked her to their family.

Rose watched her son sleep, her eyes taking in every little inch of his face. From how his eyebrows scrunched together as though he was having a deep conversation with someone. But it was how he held his little fist around his blanket, perhaps making sure that no one dared take it from him.

Shutting the partition that separated his sleeping area from theirs, as she turned to head towards their bed, she found her husband already there, enjoying his naked form. "You are always a sight to behold." Making her way to their bed, Rose slowly sank to her knees, keeping her eyes on his deep brown ones, "Can I taste you, my love?"

Drogo could only nod, this was not the Dothraki way, but from the first time she did this for him, it damn near broke him. Hearing her beg for him now, was almost too much for him. "You never have to ask." His voice was filled with need.

Licking her lips, Rose slowly crawled over him, "Stay still my sun and stars." Enjoying how his face contorted with pleasure and frustrations. Reaching for his cock, Rose slowly stroked him enjoying how he felt in her hands, velvet and steel her favorite combination.

Using both her wrists, smiling how her hand wasn't able to touch as she wrapped around him. Twisting her hands together, her goal was to get a nice rhythm and make him come undone in her mouth. Keeping the motion going until she saw the bead of his cum form at the tip of his cock. Letting her eyes fall to his, smirking as she watched his head tilt back.

Leaning forward, Rose let the tip of her tongue gently lap up the salty bead, chuckling as she heard him groan out her name. Mentally debating for a moment to tease him, but her desire to make him cum drove her forward.

Relaxing her jaw, Rose slowly took him deep into her throat, humming around his cock as he stretched her mouth. Inhaling, bringing him deeper into her mouth, letting her throat relax around him. Enjoying how it made her gag a bit, as he slipped deeper into her mouth, Rose used her hands to massage the part of his cock that she couldn't get down.

Drogo could barely keep his eyes open, other than being deep in her pussy, this was his second favorite place to put his cock. Lifting his head, he watched as she her mouth swallowed his cock, groaning as it disappeared down her throat. "Fuck, swallow my cock, my moon."

Smiling around him, Rose let her eyes fall open, enjoying how intensely he was watching her. Keeping on hand around the base of his cock and letting the other to move to his heavy balls. Gently rolling them in her hands, doing what she could to make him cum, wanting to taste him again.

Picking up her speed, Rose flattened her tongue, feeling his cock go deeper, humming around him, moaning as she felt him wrap his hand into her hair, guiding her deeper. Knowing that he wanted to fuck her mouth, she let her throat relax so that she could take him all the way down her throat.

Holding her tight against his cock, Drogo lifted his hips to her mouth, groaning as her body took him deeper than before. "Take my seed." He groaned out, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. The force of his orgasm leaving him dizzy.

Keeping herself relaxed, the warmth of his cum coated the back of her throat, it was slightly bitter, but not overly so. Using her flattened tongue, she lapped his cock from the base to the tip, making sure that she got ever last drop that his body had to offer. Keeping her lips wrapped around the tip, until he practically pulled her off of him.

Letting his cock pop out of her mouth, Rose couldn't help but smile at her husband, "Are you alright?" She asked, wiping her chin as some of his cum dripped down.

Doing what he could to catch his breath, Drogo pulled her closer to his body, gently laying her to her side, wrapping his arms around her waist. "More than alright. I will never grow tired of watching my cock disappear into your mouth."

Kissing his chest, "And I will never grow tired of pleasing you." While she wanted to have sex with him, Rose didn't want to go into early labor, and with how hard he would fuck her, it was a real possibility.

Needing her a bit closer, Drogo pulled her onto his chest, gently stroking her spine, "After our son is born, I think we should wait a while before more. Are you OK, with that?"

Looking up into his eyes, seeing that he was concerned for her, that warmed her heart, "I am, my love." As much as she wanted a daughter, she would wait perhaps when Najo was closer to 2 to try for her daughter. "I am my love, perhaps when our Stallion is closer to 5 and Najo would be closer to 3."

"I will give you what you want, but I want you to be safe." Closing his eyes, not wanting to even think about what his life would be like without her in it.

As she leaned up to kiss him, screaming in her head caused her sit up abruptly. Rubbing her temples, "The Great Stallion is coming." She said, her voice pained with the echoes of their voices.

Jumping up, he pulled her to his feet, "Go, I will be out in a moment." Pulling her to her feet, kissing her lips, "Go my moon." Reaching down to grab his pants and quickly slipping them on.

Rose didn't even hesitate, rushing out as fast as she could, her eyes looking towards the sky, trying to see their outlines.

Khal Moro could see the stressed look on the Khaleesi, reaching for his arakh ready to defend her if it came down to it. "Khaleesi, are you alright?" His eyes looking where she was.

"I am fine, the Great Stallion is coming with the Sky Herd." Turning towards one of the slaves that was tending to the fire, "GO, make sure they have plenty of water and food." Making sure that a field was set aside for them when it was time for their arrival.

Her eyes never leaving the sky, she could start seeing his outline, looking around Rose could see that the Khalasar was watching her. "THE SKY HERD COMES." Watching them all take a knee.

Hearing Chiron call out for her, Rose stepped aside, watching all 5 of them land. Her eyes finding her husband walking towards her, reaching out to him, she pulled him close, this was it, if Chiron was here, that meant the battle would soon be here.

As they all settled, tucking their wings, Rose made her way to Chiron, letting her hand rub his face. "It is great to see you again, my friend."

His eyes took in her belly, she was so far along. "Are you sure you're up for this?" Not wanting her to get hurt, he knew if something that happened to Rose, his mate would be furious not only with him, but the Great Khal.

Rubbing her belly, "I am, our friend has told me so. He hasn't lied to me yet, so I'm going to trust in him again." Chuckling when he nuzzled her belly, "If you are here, that means its time, doesn't it?"

Enjoying feeling the baby kick, just like his brother, he was going to be strong. "No, R'hllor doesn't lie, nor would he put you in danger, at least not on purpose." Looking over at his children, seeing them a little excited about the upcoming fight, it has been centuries since they've been in a fight. "As the sun rises over the ridge tomorrow morning, you will see the armada's flag ship. They should be ashore by midmorning."

Closing her eyes, she could feel a tear slide down her face, she knew that they were ready, but the time to fight was now. Wiping her face, her eyes turned to her husband, who looked concerned with what was happening between them. Letting out a shaky breath, "Sun and Stars, my Khalasar, the wooden ships will be in the horizon by sunrise, touching our soil by the time the sun is high. War is upon the Dothraki."

Drogo moved quickly towards the Great Stallion, gently rubbing his neck, "We are grateful for your advanced warning, My Great Stallion." Leaning down, Drogo kissed his wife, using his thumb to wipe the tear from her eye, "On my life, I will protect you," placing a hand on her belly, "Our unborn son, and our son Rhogoro."

Leaning into his hand, "You are the only person that I truly trust with our children's safety." Keeping her hand on her belly, feeling comfort in her son's kicks. Exhaling she looked around the horde, her eyes finding Dali, Dani, and Irri holding their husbands' tightly. Giving them a small smile, she turned to her husband, seeing him pace.

Rage coursed through his veins, his eyes settling on his wife, the Great Stallion and his herd, then finally the Khalasar.

"They dare come to our lands, threaten our people with slavery! WE ARE THE DOTHRAKI, IT WAS OUR ANCESTORS THAT FIRST CONCOURED THESE LANDS, OUR BLOOD THAT STAINED THE GRASS, OUR PEOPLE THAT DESTROYED THE CITIES THAT THEY TREID TO BUILD." His voice carrying over the hushed crowed. "TOMORROW WE WILL RIDE AS ONE KHALASAR, DESTROYING THE BOY KING AND HIS ARMIES. WE WILL STAIN THE SANDS WITH THEIR BLOOD, MOUNT THEIR HEADS FOR THE WORLD TO SEE. THIS I PROMISE YOU, I KHAL DROGO SON OF KHAL BHARBO WILL FEAST ON THEIR INTESTINES, AND SKULL FUCK THEIR EYES FOR DARING TO CHALLENGE THE DOTHRAKI MIGHT!"

It was the yelling of the people, the screaming of the Sky Herd, and the roar of the dragons that echoed into the night. Each one calling out for Drogo to lead their people.

Rose looked over at her husband, chanting his name with the rest of the Khalasar, this was his moment, he rose bringing his people together, becoming the Great Khal. Pride rolled off of her, he was hers, she was his, and by the end of tomorrow, he would be standing tall, victorious with the boy kings head in his hands.

*Valaryian from Game of Thrones Wiki*
Dracarys- dragon fire.
sovetes- fly (plural form)
Soves- fly (singular form)
Lykiri- Be calm
Naejot- Forward
Umbas- wait
kirmivose- Thank you.
*Sentences in Order. *
Drōgon, sōvegon dive va se iēdar – Drogon, dive towards the water.
Ūndegon aōha lēkia, magnus – Catch your brother, Magnus
Ȳdra daor ivestragī aōha brothers emagon mirre se kirimves – Don't let your brothers have all the fun.
Drōgon, kostilus sīmonagon toliot se clouds, se gūrogon īlva arlī naejot se khalasar – Drogon, please rise above the clouds, and take use back to the Khalasar.
Rest sȳrī ñuha raqiros. – Rest well my friend.