*ITALIC = DOTHRAKI SPEECH*
Seventeen years later, we find Daenerys on a balcony in Pentos, across the Narrow Sea.
"Daenerys, Daenerys! There's our bride to be! Look – a gift from Illyrio. Touch it. Come on. Feel the fabric. Mmmm. Isn't he a gracious host?" Viserys says to his sister as he comes into her room.
"We've been his guests for over a year, and he's never asked us for anything."
"Illyrio is no fool. He knows I won't forget my friends when I come into my throne. You still slouch. Let me see." Viserys says as he begins to pull off Daenerys' gown. "You have a woman's body now."
"That's enough, Viserys, leave Dany alone," Rhaesa says as she comes into Daenerys' room.
Viserys frowns, he turns to face his twin, "How dare you tell me what to do! Do you want to wake the dragon?"
Rhaesa smirks and moves to stand in front of Dany, "You are no dragon, you're only a spoiled brat."
Viserys lifts his hand to slap his sister, "Try it, brother, only I will hit you back."
Viserys falters. He huffs and turns to leave the room, "Get her ready, the savages will be here shortly," He walks out and slams the door.
Dany lets out a relieved sigh, "Thank you, sister."
"You don't have to thank me, Dany, we're sisters, and I will always protect you."
"I wish you could protect me from this marriage. I don't want to marry the Khal. But Viserys says if I don't, we'll never go home. But at least I won't have to marry him," Dany says without thinking then looks up at her sister, "Oh, Rhae, I'm sorry for saying that."
"That's alright, Dany. Now, let's get you ready before we 'wake the dragon,'" Rhaesa says and rolls her eyes.
Daenerys giggles and nods, she gets undressed and lowers herself in the scalding hot water. Rhaesa helps Dany bathe while her maid bustles around the room, getting scented oils for the bath and towels.
Daenerys is finished with her bath, Rhaesa brushes out her hair and helps her dress. They head downstairs to meet their brother and host.
Illyrio, Viserys, Rhaesa, and Daenerys wait outside the mansion for the arrival of Khal Drogo.
"Where is he," Viserys asks.
"The Dothraki are not known for their punctuality."
At that moment, a host of Dothraki come riding up. Khal Drogo wheels his stallion into the front.
Illyrio steps forward and greets them in Dothraki. *May I present my honored guests? Viserys of House Targaryen, the third of his name. The rightful King of the Andals and the First Men. And his sisters, Rhaesa and Daenerys, of the House Targaryen.*
While Illyrios speaks to Khal Drogo, Viserys speaks to his sisters, "Do you see how long his hair is? When Dothraki are defeated in combat, they cut off their braid so the whole world can see their shame. Khal Drogo has never been defeated. He's a savage, of course, but he's one of the finest killers alive. And you, Daenerys, will be his queen."
Illyrio motions towards Dany, "Come forward, my dear."
Khal Drogo watches as Daenerys walks toward him. She does not hesitate and looks straight at him, although there is fear on her face. Khal Drogo gazes at her. He looks up and locks eyes with Rhaesa.
"Vo, anha zala jin chiori vo jin nayat. (No, I want the woman, not the girl.)"
"What did he say?" Viserys asks.
Illyrio turns to face Viserys, "Khal Drogo doesn't want Daenerys."
"What?!"
"He wants Rhaesa."
Viserys mouth falls open. Without hesitation, Rhaesa steps forward and pulls Dany behind her, "I accept."
Illyrio turns to Khal Drogo and translates. Khal Drogo stares at Rhaesa then leads his horsemen on a charge away.
"Where is he going," Viserys asks.
"The Khal accepted your sister; the ceremony is over."
The celebration for Drogo and Rhaesa takes place later that day. It's a wild affair with fighting and fornication. Rhaesa stares blankly at everything going on around her. She is neither amused nor disgusted by what is going on. The violence is nothing new to Rhaesa; she's seen violence before in her past life. The sex, though, makes her want to blush though she controls it.
Off to the side, Rhaesa can hear Viserys whining about his army and asking like a petulant child when will he have it. She turns and smiles at her sister, who is sitting close to her.
"Enjoying the celebration, sister?" Rhaesa asks.
"It's all very…"
"Disturbing, yes, I know, but keep it's something we're going to have to get used to, I suppose."
The sex and violence increases. Two men fight over a woman, Khal Drogo watches avidly as one man kills the other. Dany gasps.
"A Dothraki wedding without at least three deaths is considered a dull affair," Illyrios informs the Targaryen's.
A knight dressed in Westorosi garb approaches, Khal Drogo greets him. The knight is holding several books that he hands to the new Khaleesi.
"A gift, Khaleesi, songs, and histories from the Seven Kingdoms."
"Thank you, Ser, are you from Westeros?" Rhaesa asks as she hands the books to Daenerys.
"Ser Jorah Mormont of Bear Island. I served your father for many years. Gods are good; I hope always to serve the rightful king."
Rhaesa perks up at this news, "Then you must know Ser Barristan, how is he, where is he?"
"Aye, I know Ser Barristan, he is doing well. Last I heard he was Lord Commander of the Kingsguard."
Rhaesa frowns, "Ser Barristan serves the usurper?"
"Not anymore, my Princess." Ser Barristan says as he walks past the horde of dancing Dothraki.
Rhaesa's face lights up at the sight of her old guard. She stands and runs towards Ser Barristan, hugging him. This causes all of the Dothraki to stop and stare at their new Khaleesi.
An irate Drogo stands, "Fin ajjin jin? fin ajjin rek mahrazh?" (What is this? Who is that man?)
Ser Jorah bows to Khal Drogo and explains that Ser Barristan is the knight that used to guard the Princess Rhaesa when she was a child. Khal Drogo looks between Ser Jorah and Ser Barristan. He nods and sits down. Ser Barristan lets go of Rhaesa and stands before the Khal. He kneels in front of him then looks at Ser Jorah.
"Will you translate?"
Jorah nods.
"Khal Drogo, I am Ser Barristan Selmy. Kingsguard to Aerys Targaryen and loyal servant of Rhaesa Targaryen. I guarded the Princess when she was a child, and with your permission, I would like to guard her now as a queen."
Jorah translates, and Drogo stares at Ser Barristan. He looks at Rhaesa, who has a smile on her face then he nods.
"Davra, anha tikh tat vo efichisalat me."
"The Khal says he will allow you to guard the Khaleesi, Ser Barristan."
Ser Barristan nods and takes his place behind his Princess while Viserys looks on, giving his sister a hateful look. Now that the incident was settled, the celebration continues. Illyrios steps forward with two chests.
He opens the two chests; there are six eggs inside, "Dragons' eggs, Rhaesa. From the Shadow Lands beyond Asshai. The ages have turned them to stone, but they will always be beautiful."
"Thank you, Magister."
After a while, Khal Drogo rises and strides forward. Rhaesa follows him, looking stoic and beautiful. The Dothraki crowd behind her as she goes. The Khal leads her to a white mare.
Rhaesa strokes the mare, "She's beautiful, Ser Jorah. I don't know how to say 'thank you' in Dothraki."
"There is no word for 'thank you' in Dothraki."
The Khal put Rhaesa on the horse then mounts his. Viserys grabs the reins of Rhaesa's horse, "Make him happy," He says with a smirk on his face.
Khal Drogo leads Rhaesa's horse away. He takes her towards the seaside at sunset. Once there, Drogo lifts Rhaesa off her horse and leads her away from them. He stands in front of her and begins to undress her. Tears silently roll down Rhaesa's face. Drogo touches the tears on her face.
"No."
"Do you speak the Common Tongue?"
"No."
"Is no the only word you know?"
"No."
He takes off her gown and bends Rhaesa over. He is mounting her like a stallion mounts a mare.