Well welcome back to Daenerys the Slave Queen! I hope you all had a good holiday. I just wanna start by saying sorry for the long delay on the update. I was hoping to be back by the 5th but I was busy...but I'm back so no need to worry. Anyway Happy New Year make it a good one and enjoy.
Daenerys awoke naked in her masters bed. She was wrapped in the silk red and gold blankets. Her eyes looked to the left to see Grazda sound asleep next to her his stomach rising and falling slowly. The sun wasn't even up yet. It was barely peaking out from the horizon. She slowly got out of the bed and picked up her slave gown. Upon straightening back up she realized she wasn't chained around her ankle. She was so used to being chained to the bed and sleeping on the floor. There was still a mark where the chain used to be. She put the gown on and walked to the balcony that overlooked the city so that she could watch the sun rise.
The light of the sun began to brighten up the city. As the sun rose the city came to life. Slaves and Masters walking and talking through the streets some of the voices Daenerys could hear echo from the streets to the top of the Pyramid. To her right she could barely see the blue water of Slavers Bay. The bay looked beautiful from on top of Drogon but sadly her dragons were killed...or so the Masters said they were. It gave Daenerys a bit of hope deep inside...hope in a place where there is none.
"What are you doing over there?" Daenerys heard a voice ask from behind her.
She turned around to see Grazda laying on his arm looking at her.
"You never chained me so I wanted to see the sunrise." She replied.
He sat on the edge of the bed.
"Robe." He ordered.
Daenerys was quick to swiftly walk across the room grabbing his robe bringing it back to him. He took it from her stood up and put it on.
"I'm surprised you didn't try to run off." Grazda said.
"I wouldn't have made it ten feet passed the front gate." She replied.
Grazda smiled at the newfound loyalty from his slave. He knew it wasn't fear fear of being killed attempting to flee. He knew that she was breaking to his will. He walked over to a table where a pitcher of water and two goblets placed upside down lied. He flipped them both over and grabbed the pitcher filling them both with water. Grabbing them he handed one to Daenerys. She took it with a smile and took a sip.
Grazda walked over to the Wardrobe and pulled out a gown. He placed it gently on the bed and then looked at me. Daenerys studied the gown. It was white to match her hair. It had an opening in the middle that would show her bosom. And was long enough to touch her knees.
"This is one of the many gifts you may earn in my service." He said sipping from his cup.
She put her cup down on the nearest flat service and picked up the gown and felt it. It was soft made of the smoothest silk and was as light as a feather.
"Thank you." Daenerys said.
Grazda bowed before walking off toward his chamber pot.
"Change quickly we have much to do."
She stripped and put on the new dress. It fit snugly around her body showing all of the curves and perfections of it. She rubbed her hands down her body and then looked up at her master as if she was asking for approval. He placed his hand under his chin looking over her thinking. He nodded before speaking.
"Perfect!" He clapped his hands.
"Thank you for the gift." Daenerys said with a smile.
Daenerys was standing next to Grazda in the meeting hall. He was meeting some other great masters of the Bay. No one would say why but an emergency meeting was called. Grazda looked angry as well as the other Masters. Finally Grazda yelled out in frustration.
"What is the meaning of this meeting?"
A Master came through the door late. He was winded from running though the city to find the meeting hall.
"I'm sorry for my late arrival." He said taking his seat.
"I will ask again why did we call this meeting?" Grazda asked.
"The Dothraki have attacked a shipment headed to Meereen." The Master who was late said.
Grazda slammed his fists on the table.
"You wanted to rule Meereen and I gave it to you! If I can't trust you to protect your own supplies I may as well give the job to someone else!" He busted out.
Daenerys looked at her masters face and saw it filled with anger.
"You expect me to think there are Dothraki out here? There have never been Dothraki near Meereen." The master replied.
Grazda looked to Daenerys. She wasn't even paying attention. She knew that once she heard Dothraki were close that Jorah was alive and that she would be saved soon. She snapped out of her trance when she felt a shove at her shoulder.
"Hey!" Grazda almost yelled at me. "What would you have me do?"
I looked to the master who was staring back at me almost scared at what I would say. I took a moment to think and replied.
"I would give him another chance...a chance to protect the city. I've seen the Dothraki fight and they are a formidable opponents." She replied.
Sorry this was a shorter chapter and it took so long to write. I have had a bad case of writers block and tried to put something together for you guys. Let me know what you think so far and any input you might have would be very helpful. Things that should be added to the story and so on. :)