21. The Man

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Oceana smiled as Jorah held out a toy for San.

"What do you say San?"

"No way." San countered. Jorah chuckled.

"No way in daddy tongue. What about our tongue?" Oceana countered. San thought on that before beaming up at jorah.

"Thank you!"

"You are very welcome." Jorah answered. "Hes getting so big." Jorah remarked. "He will be a good leader one day."

"I have been meaning to ask, drogo doesnt speak of his mother but what happens when he dies and san ascends?"

"You saw when the former khal, his father passed." Jorah countered

"What happens to me? The women here they are single or married. No widows."

"Oh... there is a place but you would be the khals mother. Sanrogue wouldnt let you go there."

"Go where?"

" it is not a good place. it is the place where widowed khaleesis go. To live as one."

" isolated and alone." she realized.

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Daenerys Targaryen. Oceana wasn't familiar with the person but with the name Targaryen.

Viserys Targaryen. King. Ruler. Rightful heir.

Oceana didn't understand what they had to do with her. Everyone thought them dead. Until she started hearing talk of the targaryens.

*pillage the villages. From dorne to the wall.*

*narrow fucking sea.*

*targaryen will lead us to victory *

*no ocean.*

No Ocean... No Oceana? No her? Yes her, what were they on about? Yes Oceana, Oceana was here. Oceana was their... Khalessi.

"Anha vazhak yeraan thirat."

"I dont understand." Oceana corrected confused, I will let you live? 

*If you leave. leave now and never return.*

"Leave?" She really didnt understand. "This is my home with drogo." 

"Varanno! Addrivat! Yer affesi anna!"

Oceana tried to understand as the words were rattled off at her, she took a step back tripping over herself. This man wanted her gone, right now, or he would kill her. He hated her and she didnt understand why. She didnt think she knew this man. He was new to the khalassar. 

"He is khal."

"I know." Oceana agreed confused as she cradled her son to her.

"You leave."

"Im his wife. His Khaleesi, Your queen ." she demanded. 

"You leave." He put a blade to her throat before moving it to her babe. "I kill. Addrivat."

"I want to talk to drogo." Oceana demanded

"No. "

"Yes." She spat

"No. You leave. Or I kill you both. "

"Fuck you". He dug the blade in deeper she saw the crimson red bleeding down her neck.

"Go or die."

"I love him." Oceana corrected.

"Go or die. No need you. No want you. "

"He does. Drogo does!" Oceana shouted.

"No."

"Yes." She whimpered.

"Go." He put the blade to her baby and she took a step back.

"Fine," she whimpered out. "Dont hurt my boy." san whimpered in her arms.  She stared back at him though. "What did this person promise you if you got rid of me?"

"The world."

"Well removing san and I is like stealing Drogos world."

"Go. I wont ask again."

Oceana turned around, drogo was on a hunt, it was the perfect time to get rid of her she realized. Hash anha atihak yera save? he called after her. Oceana glared back at him as she bundled up san to her chest. 

Will I see you again?

He had the nerve to make sure she didnt come back. 

*You best hope you dont see me again you fool.* she seethed. *Because if I do, I will rip your head from your worthless neck.*

He puffed his chest, turning his cheek. 

*You think you are the men, making deals and getting rid of me?* Oceana scoffed. *You are not the man, you are a child playing with fire. I hope you burn to ash.*

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