a/n: the dress Alessia wears is similar to the one above, but in different colours
It is the day of Daenerys' wedding, and she was so clearly afraid when I saw her. Before having to get ready, she came to speak to me and expressed her fears about being married to a man who seems like a savage. I did not have any advice. All I could say was that she had to do it, as it is her duty. That is what my mother always told me when I was a little girl, and I hated it.
My dress is Westerosi in style, with an intricate silver belt over a grey dress that was slightly purple. I had a silver necklace with a small sun on it as well. My dark brown hair was braided so that it would not be in my face all day, and my grey eyes reminded everyone that I was not from here. Very few people in Essos have eyes that can be like silver or like steel.
I wanted to bring my dagger just to be safe, but I had nowhere to hide it. I ended up strapping it to my thigh, in order to have access if I was attacked. I am not taking any chances with the Dothraki. They are not quite savages, but they are not as well-disciplined as most men. They rape and pillage their way across the villages and smaller cities of Essos.
Viserys was waiting in the hallway for me. He shot me a small smile, which I returned as I took in his appearance. He looked truly handsome today. He was wearing a red leather under-coat, with a black tunic over the top that had a red collar and the Targaryen sigil sowed into the side, also in red. I noticed the sword that Illyrio gave him on his belt as well.
As soon as Viserys offered me his arm, I took it. He pulled me close to him as we walked through the hallway, out into the gardens. The wedding is being held on the beach, as there is an area that is large enough to fit everyone invited. I am not too sure who is invited and who is not, but I do know that I will see Alios there.
For some reason, the Magisters of Pentos have been keeping Alios very busy. I have seen him three times in the past moon, and only for about an hour each time. He came to Illyrio's manse yesterday to confirm that he is attending the wedding, but we did not have much time to speak. The Magisters apparently needed him urgently.
The main reason I feel the need to speak to Alios so urgently is because I need to tell him about that letter. I do not know if I can do it, but I also need to go home. I do not know how much longer I will last in Essos without my family. Then again, there are times when I am with Viserys and I feel like I am home when he holds me close or kisses me tenderly.
Having Viserys next to me just confuses me even more. I have feelings for him that I do not quite understand. I want to kiss him and feel him in me, but at the same time I want to have him hold me close while we watch the sun set on the horizon and talk about anything and everything. However, I also want to kill him so that I can go home.
Once we reached the beach, where the wedding was being held, I stopped to take everything. I was interested in the Dothraki culture. All of the cultures in Essos were so different to Westeros, but especially the Dothraki. They speak a very foreign tongue that is hard to pick up, they act like what we would deem savages, and are just so completely different.
There was men fighting and fucking in too many places, so I moved even closer to Viserys. Some of these women were in tears, and they did not want the men to even touch them. It made me sad and afraid, but also very angry. If I could, I would take a sword to these men and cut off their manhood. It is a just punishment for rape.
Viserys led me over to where Illyrio was standing, and I let go of his arm. Illyrio despises how close I am to Viserys. I do not know why, but I fear it is because he wants to wed me. It could also be that Illyrio plans to be the one to wed me off to some foreign man that I do not know. I do not like either of the options.
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Fanfiction❝Give me the waters of Lethe that numb the heart, if they exist, I will still not have the power to forget you❞ Life in exile is hard, but especially so when you're the daughter of a powerful Westerosi lord. Relying on others was never the Stark way...