Chapter 3: Getting closer
A few weeks had passed since she had been told that she was part of this khalasar. Her shoulder had healed up really nicely and she spent most of her days helping the women making food and picking herbs.
Ivy had been trying to teach her how to fix and make new clothes for the people in the khalasar, but it just didn't seem to catch her attention for very long. She would always end up with something that was looking more like a carpet than something you would wear.
Ivy would laugh at her and tease her about being more man than woman, and she couldn't help but laugh too. Over the weeks she and Ivy had been growing closer and she was beginning to see Ivy more as a sister, and for once she was beginning to not feel so alone here.
She hadn't talked much with the khal since she moved out of his tent, and he seemed to spend most of his time with his bloodriders.
There were times where some of the men would practice their fighting skills, and she would observe them without showing to much interest in the fighting. She remembered when her and her brother would do that, and she would try to beat him but she never could. He had always been one step ahead of her and that was how she learned the importance of analyzing your enemy in a fight.
Two of the young boys were practicing at the moment. One of them was a lot stronger than the other and the weaker one was struggling to keep up with the other, but even then he was still not yielding to the stronger one.
The stronger one hit him hard in the side and he went down on one knee. She knew that it would all soon be over and the weaker one would lose. He got up again and this time the practice sword hit him in the face. His skin broke under his eye and blood started running down his cheek.
"I yield" the young boy yelled out as he hit the ground, but that didn't seem to stop the other young boy.
He got hit again hard in the side and got thrown over unto his back.
"I yield, I yield, I yield" he shouted out as he was trying to get away from the other boy. The other boy raised his sword to strike again and before she knew it she found herself between the two boys.
She didn't even notice that she had moved from her spot by the women, until she found herself face to face with the stronger boy.
"He has had enough. He said he yielded" she told the young boy in front of her.
The boy looked at her with anger and bloodlust in his eyes and for a moment she thought he was going to strike her.
"I don't take orders from a slave" he replied as he started to push her out of the way. As soon as he touched her she moved one of her legs quickly at his feet, and the boy fell hard to the ground with a surprised look on his face.
"I said he had enough. If you want to fight more go find someone as strong as yourself. There is no honor in beating up the weaker once" she told him as she turned her back to him.
The other boy looked just as surprised when she turned to him. She kneeled down beside him and turned his head to look at the wound.
"It will need to be stitched up and cleaned. Come with me and I will help you" she told him as she was helping him onto his feet again.
There was a sound of movement behind her and the boy in front of her looked at something behind her.
"Watch out!" he said and she turned to see what was going on, and just as she turned a sword was swinging at her. She closed her eyes as a reflex and waited for the impacted to hit her, but to her surprise it never came.
"That's enough!" she heard a deep voice say, and she opened her eyes to see the khal standing with his hand on the sword that was coming towards her. Had he just stopped that sword with just one hand?! He must be really strong to be able to do that.
The young boy looked at Drogo and she could see that he was as surprised as her.
"Khal Drogo" was all the young boy said as Drogo let go of the sword, and turned to face her and the other boy.
"Get someone to patch the boy up" Drogo said as he looked at her. There was something different in his eyes, and she couldn't tell if he was angry at her or not.
Ivy came to take the young boy away and everyone else started to go back to their work again. She hadn't seen that everybody had been observing her until now, and it made her feel on edge about what was going to happen. Surely Drogo would do something about this, and something inside her told her that it couldn't be anything good.
He had moved closer to her now and she flinched when he lifted his hand. She waited for the strike to come but it never did, instead his hand touched the scar on her shoulder and she looked at him in wonder. What was he doing? Why didn't he strike her?
After a few seconds he looked into her eyes and his hand left her shoulder again.
"Come with me" was all he said as he walked past her to the outskirts of their camp.
A few meters outside the camp he stopped and turned around to look at her again. His eyes had changed now and she would almost say that he looked curious about her.
"You are a very mysterious woman, Vitihi"
It was strange to hear him use her name, since she hadn't heard him use it before. He never really seemed to care much to use it before now.
"Was it your father who taught you to fight?"
She looked at him as he started to circle around her, like a predator circles its prey, and she wasn't sure if she liked it or not.
"He taught me the basics. Everything else I learned from my brother and by observing other people fight" she answered him and she saw him smirk as he walked behind her now.
"Have you always been this good at observing others?"
"Yes, that's how I got my name" she couldn't see him anymore but she knew exactly where he was.
"You know it's very rare for a dothraki woman to know how to fight. Since we rarely allow our women to learn how to, so I'm surprised that your father taught it to you". She knew he was looking for an answer and she knew that he must have figured out that her father must have had a very good reason to teach her to fight.
"He had a very good reason to do so" was all she said and she heard him move around behind her.
"Which was?"
Could she tell him? Could she trust him with one of her worst memories? Nobody knew the reason except for her parents and her brother. Her left hand went up to grip at her right forearm, and she could feel tears starting to form in her eyes at the memory.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before she answered.
"I can't tell you"
There was a deep sigh behind her and she heard him move to stand in front of her. She didn't open her eyes as she was sure that her tears would fall if she did. Something brushed against her cheek and she almost jumped back in surprise, until she realized that it was Drogos hand.
"Did someone hurt you?" she heard him ask and she felt the tears starting to fall now.
"No, not me but my younger sister"
She felt like she had to tell him now, but she didn't want everyone to know. His hand felt warm against her cheek and she felt like she could trust him enough to tell him.
"I was around 15 years old and my sister was 10 years old. We were playing around near one of the forests where we had set up our camp. My father and brother were out hunting, but we knew they were close by since they never left us alone for long"
She took in a deep breath before she continued her story.
"I heard something move behind me and I thought it was my brother or father, who was coming back, but it wasn't it was a man I hadn't seen before. He was from another khalasar and out of instinct I went in front of my sister, since we had been warned about warriors from other khalasars. He looked at me and told me he had been sent to kill me and my sister to send a message to my father. I tried the best I could to protect my sister but he pushed me to the ground and cut my arm. My sister tried to help me and that was when he pierced her with his sword, and she fell to the ground but she wasn't dead. My father had set up a fire before he left so we wouldn't freeze in the cold morning air, and the man used that fire to kill my sister. He took one of the sticks from the fire and walked towards her with it. She was begging him not to hurt her but he didn't care, and then he dropped the stick on her and I screamed while she was burning up right in front of my eyes. Then the man got another stick from the fire and started to come towards me. I tried to crawl away from him but a river behind me prevented me from doing so, and as the man got closer to me I closed my eyes waiting to feel the fire. But it never came since my brother had come to my rescue and had killed the man before he touched me. The next thing and felt was my father's protecting arms around me and that is the reason why my dad taught me how to fight. He didn't want to risk losing me as he lost my sister. I still have the scar from where he cut me on my arm and everyday I'm reminded of what happened to my sister, and that's also why I can't stand anyone who is taking advances of someone weaker than them"
She stopped talking and waited for his respond and she didn't dare to look at him in fear of what she would see in his eyes.
"Vitihi, look at me" she heard him says as she felt his hands on her shoulders. She opened her eyes to look at him and was surprised to see sorrow in his eyes.
"You didn't have to tell me that story but I understand now why your father did as he did, since I would have done the same if you had been my daughter"
Before she could do anything she felt Drogo wrap his arms around her to hold her against him, and at first she didn't know what to do. Then after a few seconds she wrapped her arms around him and she felt her tears starting to fall again.
She cried into his chest and he held her tighter in his arms as he was saying something into her hair. She couldn't hear what it was but it made her feel safe.
Drogo's POV
He could feel her tears running down his chest as he was holding her in his arms. Sobs was ripping through her body, and it made him want to hold her closer to make her feel safe.
Never had he thought that anything like this could have happened to her. He understood why her father had taught her to fight. It must have been painful for her father to know that it could happen again.
He felt that she was starting calm down now and he brushed his hand over her hair.
"It's alright. You will be safe her. No one will harm you here"
She moved her head away from his chest and looked into his eyes.
"How can you be so sure of that?" she asked him.
At first he didn't know what to tell her but then he got an idea about what might get her to feel safe again.
"What if someone would teach you more about fighting and how to use a weapon? Would that make you feel safe? To know that you would be able to defend yourself"
She looked away from him and he could see a conflict in her eyes, and for a moment he thought that she would tell him no and walk away. But then she faced him again and he could see a fire in her eyes.
"Alright, but who will be the one to train me? I don't want anyone to lose their respect for you because you allowed a woman to learn about fighting"
He felt amused with her concern for him. Did she really think anyone in his khalasar would go against his decision?
"I will be the one to train you. That way no one will go against it, and then I can make sure that you learn the right skills" he said as he loosened his arms around her.
She stepped back from him and a smile started to form on her lips.
"Alright, when do we start?" she asked him.
"Tomorrow morning at dawn" he answered her and she nodded as she turned around to walk back their campsite again.
That left him alone with his thoughts for a moment and he thought about why he had come up with this idea. He sighed and started to walk back to their campsite and as he got closer to the camp he realized, that he was doing this because he really wanted her to feel safe here. He didn't want her to be just another slave to everyone here; no he wanted her to truly be a part of his khalasar.
When he got to the camp his bloodriders greeted him and he walked with them to one of the fires.
Tomorrow would be an interesting day and hopefully he would learn more about her.
The next day Ivy woke her up a little before dawn. She had told her what happened yesterday and Ivy had been as surprised as herself that the khal would allow her to learn about fighting.
Ivy helped her to get ready for her fighting lesson with the khal and she could feel the nervousness starting to build up inside her.
"It will be alright. I'm sure he won't hurt you. I have seen the way he has been looking at you" she heard Ivy say.
She walked to door in the women's tent and she looked back at Ivy. Ivy gave a reassuring smile as she walked through the door.
Outside the khal was already waiting for her and he gave her a signal to follow him. It was a very quiet morning and the air still felt a little chilly against her skin.
They reached the outskirts of the camp and the khal turned towards her.
"We will start with no weapons as that would be the safest, since I don't presume that you have ever used a weapon before"
She shook her head and he started to circle her just as he had done yesterday. Her eyes followed his every move and she was ready for whatever he would throw at her.
He was behind her now and she heard him move towards her. She moved to the side and his hand just missed her cheek. He was very fast and she was actually surprised that a man his size could move that fast.
"You have good reflexes. The first one who gets the other pinned to the ground wins the match" he said as he grabbed for her again. She moved to the other side and aimed a punch for his side.
He grabbed her hand with his other hand and went to strike her again. She dodged under his arm, and she tried to get her hand free from his grip but he just tightened it more.
She went for his legs instead and that made him let go of her wrist as he moved away.
They looked at each other for moment and she was trying figure out how to wins this match. She thought about everything she had learned and she knew that she had to surprise him to get him down. Punching him would only hurt her more than him and that would also get her too close to him. No she had to surprise him in some way but she didn't know how.
He went for her again and she stepped to the side, but instead of getting out of the way, she found her way blocked by his other arm and before she knew it she was trapped. His arms went around her and pressed her to his chest, and no matter how much she was fighting him, she couldn't get out he was too strong for her.
In the next second her legs was pushed away from under her and she found herself pinned to the ground by the khal.
He held her arms over her head and the weight of his body made it impossible for her to move. She tried kneeing him in the side and squirming around under him, but nothing seemed to work against him.
"Yield now and I will let you go" she heard him say as he was smirking down at her.
No, she would never give up. There had to be a way to get him off her. What was it her brother had told her in one of their many fights? She tried to remember but she couldn't and it didn't help that he was so close to her.
She could feel the strength in his body and every movement that his muscle made. Darn it why did he have to be this strong and then it hit her.
There was something she could do to surprise him, but she didn't know how safe it would be to do it. She looked up into his eyes and she could see curiosity in his eyes, as he was trying to find out what her next move was.
As quick as lightning she crashed her mouth into his and kissed him very forcefully, and she could feel his body tense.
For a moment she thought that this was a huge mistake and that he would be really angry with her now, but then he surprised her by kissing her back. He pinned her more to the ground as he was trying to dominate the kiss, but she wouldn't make it easy for him, so she started to fight back by sucking and nipping at his lips.
A deep rumble sounded in his chest and she felt him loosen his grip on her hands and that was her chance. She moved her hands out of his grip and before he could do anything else she flipped them over so she was sitting on top of him. He went to grab her but she quickly captured his hands in hers, and used her weight to pin them down to the ground.
"Yield now" she said as she looked into his eyes and she could see a hint of surprise in his eyes, but it was quickly coved up with amusement.
"It seems I underestimated you, but you will have to do better than this make me yield to you" he said as he started move around under her.
She grounded her hips against his to stop him from moving, and she was surprised to feel the hardness that was starting to form under her body.
"You are enjoying this" she said half surprised and half as a statement.
He smirked up at her and she could see something change in his eyes.
"I am a man and when a woman kiss me and move against me, like you just did, my body will start to react. It is only natural"
"I just thought that the great khal would have more control than any other man" she answered back, and she smiled as she could see irritation getting into his eyes. He started to move again and she grounded her hips against his again. She moved against his hardness and he swallowed really hard before he started to move again.
"Yield and it will all stop" she said as she moved against him again.
He closed his eyes now and took in a very deep breath.
"Never" was all he said before he quickly turned them over again.
He pinned her down hard to the ground and she could feel his hardness against her leg now.
"Don't play with fire or you might end up getting burned" was all he said before he got of her and walked off towards the camp.
She looked after him for a moment with surprise on her face, but then it changed into a smile. Who would have thought that it would be that easy to get under the great khals skin? Something told her that these training lessons was going to be very interesting from now on.
That's it for now guys :) Hope you all liked it and sorry for the late update but I have been busy at work and I also got a little stuck in the story. I will be back as soon as I can with the next update. Please let me know what you think and thank you all for following and giving reviews it keeps me going on the story :)