Game of Thrones: King of Magic

Chapter 43

Daenerys Targaryen. The Plains.

When the Khalasar made a stop and set up camp, I decided to visit my teacher while Drogo practiced with his men. Fina, on the other hand, followed me and was my only servant, though my... husband... wanted more. But I managed to assure him that I didn't need more.

Despite her pretty appearance, which most men in the Seven Kingdoms would fall for, Fina was... indifferent and sometimes downright creepy. No, she was good at her job and provided me with everything I needed, but her facial expression rarely changed.

I still remember how, the day after my first wedding night, she came in and practically forced me to listen to her talk about how to make... love... I mean, Fina, with a completely impenetrable face and no hint of embarrassment or shame, went into great detail about what men liked and how to satisfy them to the best of her ability.

She thoroughly described every position she knew, what kind of face I should make during coitus, what to focus a man's attention on, and even made me undress and demonstrate the material I had heard in practice, or more precisely, on myself.

In other words, while I was sitting on her undressed and trying to show what I had learned, Fina, lying on the bed with a stoic expression on her face, looking like a lifeless doll, was instructing and correcting me, not the least bit embarrassed by what was going on.

It was as if she had been replaced, because I clearly remember her expressing a variety of emotions. That scream and the look on my brother's face that frightened even me, or when she received praise from Lord Solomon. Really, only from him.

Being a "Khaleesi" on the other hand, the wife of a Khal, was... unusual. It is not customary here for a lady to be a... "lady"... Something similar, but still. The Dothraki are more liberated, more plain and simple than the lords of the Seven Kingdoms, or rather all of their inhabitants. Intrigue, conspiracies, trickery, and the like simply do not exist here. And it's not that it's unusual to me, but rather unaccustomed.

While the women attend to the daily needs of the Khalasar, that is, sewing clothes, cooking, warming the bed, and so on, the men were not much different from what I was used to, only the methods were rougher. I had already expected something like this when I had studied the texts on the Dothraki, but "reading" and "seeing" are different things.

With these thoughts in my head, I reached the tent of the teacher and Shiro, and then went inside. It wasn't different from my other tents, but it had a kind of atmosphere that reminded me of a castle full of dangers. And because of that, no one came in here except me, Fina and the teacher and Shiro themselves, except on very rare occasions.

The teacher was sitting inside drinking wine and thinking about something, judging by her face, and Shiro was reading a book. They looked like they were the queen and her counselor, consort and bodyguard all in one person, though, that's just the way it was.

- Hmm? What an interesting guest," the teacher looked up at me and smiled haughtily, "Are you ready to resume class, girl?

I grimaced involuntarily.

I'd forgotten all about them. My classes had stopped since the wedding. Or rather, I thought so because of the circumstances. Besides, the teacher and Shiro hadn't commented on my absence and visits, so the classes had slipped my mind. But I guess I was allowed to think that way.

- I guess you just forgot about them, didn't you? - I think I taught you to keep your head up, or am I wrong?

- I'm sorr... Yes, you did. Thank you for pointing out my mistake, Master. - I wanted to apologize, but then I remembered the class.