Khal Drogo and his Khaleesi

The Ceremony

I wake to the sound of my brother barging into my sleeping quarters yelling for my handmaids to get me dressed for the ceremony that's about to take place in a few hours.  I can see that he's upset that I'm still in bed.  I tried explaining to him that I haven't been feeling well, but I can see that he doesn't care.  He just cares about his damn army that Khal Drogo is gong to give him once we are married.  I'm so mad at my brother for using me in the manner, and I'm even more upset that I have to marry a complete stranger in a couple of hours.  I don't know the first thing about being a wife.  I wouldn't even know what to say, let alone what to do.  And what if Drogo decides he doesn't like me after all, then what will become of me?  Would he sell me to the next highest bidder......? I just want to scream, I want to run as far away from this place as I can get.  I need to be alone to think about what's about to happen..... The minute I finally decided to get up, the handmaids walks in and they are carrying a gown that I'm to wear for the ceremony today.  It's beautiful and for a slight moment I forget about what this dress represents.  I've never really had a childhood, and I suppose now I never will.  I never even thought about marriage before now, and to be honest, it makes me sick to my stomach.  How can people who know nothing of each other get married.  There's so much that I don't understand and I have no one to talk to about these things. I really don't know what to expect or what's to be expected of me.

As I look at the reflection staring back at me in the mirror, I can't help to think how much after tonight my life will change.  I will be married, living with complete strangers, traveling to knew places and leaving the only person that I have known these past 13 years.  Yes, it's true I can't stand Viserys, but he is still my brother and the only family that I have left in this world.  Still, I hardly recognize the girl that's starring back at me.  She seems so lost and unsure of herself.  She's afraid and rightfully so, but she mustn't allow her brother to see this fear in her.  There's no telling what he'll do if he see's that she's afraid.  *Dany still standing in front of the mirror*  "You must no let them see you weak or scared.  You are Daenerys Stormborn, of House Targaryen, you are the future of your house.  Let them marry you off like some prized horse, but never allow them to break you or your spirit."  Dany thought to herself that she must sound crazy speaking to her reflection in the mirror.  She reaches out and touches the glass just as Viserys barges into the room once again.  "I swear little sister, you act like the Khal is going to wait forever for you.  hurry up and get your little ass outside before you wake the dragon.  you wouldn't want to wake him before your wedding now would you?" I look up at my brother with a smirk on my face and attempt to find the right words to speak before there's a knock on the door.  I turn to look to see who it is, and I see three Dothraki woman walk into my room.  Viserys runs to them and informs me that he had bought them for me.  He begins talking, but I zone him out not really caring what he's saying at this point. I can feel the woman tending to my attire and hair while Viserys continues to speak.  I know this because I can see his mouth moving.    

I'm escorted out into the common area where I can see Drogo's blood riders waiting to take me to where the ceremony will take place.  my stomach is in knots and I feel as I'm about to faint.  I can see that Viserys and IIIyrio are speaking to me, but I can't seem to make out what they're saying.  All I can seem to focus on is taking two steps at a time and to attempt to refrain myself from throwing up.  I just need to get through this night and get as far away from this place as I can.  Who knows, maybe it won't be so bad marrying Khal Drogo. I just have to keep telling myself that.  Although he looks scary and intimidating, maybe he'll turn out to be the nicest man I've ever come in contact with.  Not that I've had much contact with other men.  Visery's never let me out of his sight when we were out and about.  He always claimed that the Usper had his men out looking for us and that anyone of them could take my virtue at any moment and then  I'd be useless to him.  I never really understood that until this very moment.  He never had my best interest at heart.  I've always been a pond in his game only bringing me out when it suited his purpose .  That fire that I felt yesterday and returned only this time, I feels slightly different.  I feel at any moment I will take his head off if he even looks at me the wrong way.  I have never felt this much hate for my brother, but what he's done is unforgiving and I will never forget this.

We arrive at the camp, and there are so many Dothraki people dancing and fighting on the grounds.  I'm escorted to a make shift sitting pillar where I spot him.  He's watching and observing all the commotion that's going on.  When he finally see's me, he stands up and helps me to my seat.  I take my place beside him as my brother is told that his place is down with all the other members of his village.  Viserys didn't like that at all, in fact, he was furious.  Know one has ever told him he couldn't do something.  I couldn't help but to smirk at the thought of Viserys being treated as a commoner.  As the night goes on, I was startled to see the way the Dothraki act in public.  They were mounting one another and they had no shame doing it.  As I sat there and watched all that was going on around me, I begun to wonder what was to happen to me later tonight.  Just the mere thought of it made my stomach hurt and my chest begun to tighten up.  I tried looking around for an escape route, but there was no where for me to run.  I am stuck and I have no idea what to do next.......    

To Be Continued.....