(Game of Thrones) The Pale Khal

(7) Jonos Snow the Pale Dothraki

( POV Jon Snow )

The bells started an hours ago and they haven't stoped since, they are driving me insane if the don't stop soon I'm going to kill something

That's when I heard it, a sound I had become accustomed to since I was bought by my master, the sound of unsullied spears on the stone of the cell floor this usually means one of the masters have called their slave to them though haven't been called since I won the the fight with Raggo and became the champion of the fighting pits a few months ago.

~CLINCK~

I looked up at the sound of the cell door being opened and saw unsullied like I had been expecting though I was surprised when it was me they walked towards. I was then escorted to the manse of Master Enzo, one of the larger manses in Meereen with most of the interior being so golden it often hurt to look at. 

They brought me to Enzo and his wife they sat on large comfortable chairs that were placed on a raised platform that Masters use to reminds slaves that they are below them. Then I looked to Enzo still a fat man with balding sandy blond hair and a greasy beard. He and his wife were flanked by a pair of unsullied and at a motion of Enzo's hand the pair of unsullied left the room.

As I looked at my so called master I thought how I could kill him here and no, I was unarmed but I had Ghost at my side, his mouth was restrained but his claws where just as deadly and he only had two unsullied Ghost could take one I could take the other the it's just one spear thrust and he'd be dead, I'd have to kill his wife as well but it could still be done although then I would have to fight through who knows how many unsullied and when they got me Ghost wouldn't last.It was the thought of protecting Ghost that ultimately made me throw the idea away.  

"Ah Jon Snow it seems you will be getting a new home soon." My master said with a scowl on his face.

"And I will be sad to see you go as you have made me quite a lot of money." His face brightened up at the thought of money then dimmed again knowing I'll be making him no more.

Is sat there i silence having scars on my back to remind me of what happens when you speak out of turn to the Masters.

"I'm sure you've heard the bells that means that a hoard of Dothraki savages have come and when we presented them with tribute they thought that they where being cheated and so they said we must present them our best fighter from the pit or twenty thousand Dothraki will raise Meereen to the ground."

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( POV Khal Jhogo )

"DO YOU THINK ME A FOOL!" I screamed at the ugly fat govak.

"I ASKED FOR YOUR BEST AND YOU BRING ME A CHILD." I couldn't believe this govak thought he could trick.

"No No I promise he is the best" the man screamed something in his foreign language and before his slave could finish speaking it in Dothraki i grabbed my arakh and cleaved of his head, then the unsullied got into position and braced their spears on their shields but before I could advance the one furthest to the right fell.

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( POV Jon Snow )

I saw my chance and pounced at the nearest unsullied and wrapped the chains connecting the cuffs on my wrists around the unsullied neck and snapped his neck.

I grabbed the spear from the dead unsullied and thrust it at the nearest unsullied and hit the gap in his armour at the neck the remaining three turned around at the sound of their companion choking on his own blood.

Acting quickly I threw the spear with as much strength as I could muster and I skewered  the third unsullied. As the other two where closing in I reached down and grabbed a short sword from the second unsullied and prepared my self for the fight. The unsullied advanced standing side by side with their shields locked, this was when they are most dangerous. I looked over to the Dothraki only to see them watching the fight with interest.

I knew I would need to warg into Ghost if I wanted to survive this fight and so I did my left eye went white and I saw through Ghost's eyes and I could feel his speed and power coursing through my veins. I saw Ghost jump on the unsullied to his right from behind them and as the last unsullied was distracted by Ghost tearing his companion into pieces I charged and tackled the last unsullied to the, he landed on his back gasping for air and I put the short sword to his throat and ran the blade across his neck.

I looked to the Dothraki and I knew that I had to think of some thing fast before I end up a slave again and so I tried something risky I tried to warg into an animal that wasn't Ghost I had done so with small birds and rodents but nothing bigger before but I would risk it if meant getting out of slavery.

So I looked for the biggest of the horses that where being gifted to the Khal so the Dothraki would leave Meereen and I closed my eyes and tried to enter its mind at first the horse shook its head and bucked like it was trying to get an invisible rider of its back but I had been practising warging for months now and while more difficult it was still easy enough so after I entered the horses mind I made it gallop to me and then I made it bow it's head to me and I put my hand on its neck and whispered its new name

"Shadow"

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( POV Khal Jhogo )

That boy and his wolf, I've never seen someone so fast he would have made a good slave but then that stallion ran to him and bowed, he would of made a good slave but he'll make an even better Dothraki.

"You boy what is your name?" I asked the boy in Dothraki expecting the translated to tell the boy in that foreign language but I was surprised when he answered in perfect Dothraki

"Jon Snow, Great Khal."  The boy replied

"No Jon Snow is the name of a Westerosi slave you are Jonos Ahesh, Zhey Zasqa Ver, Zhey Pale Lekh Dothraki." I named the bow Jonos Snow, The White Wolf, The Pale Dothraki

"The stallion, he is your if you ride in my khalasar."

"Of course great Khal I would be honoured to ride with you." The boy replied while bowing.