A New Hope (Books I - VI)

Chapter 7

Lhazar - Year 300 - Burned Village

The Dothraki had been pillaging, burning, killing, and raping since they had left Vaes Dothrak, and Dany still did not understand why.

"What did they do?" She asked miserably as they walked the streets of the destoyed village, as the women who were still alive were being raped and then men were beaten and killed, or beaten and made into slaves.

"Lamb men make good slaves. Khal Drogo will make a gift of them to the slavers. And the slavers will give us gold... and silk and steel."

"I thought the Dothraki didn't believe in money."

"Gold to hire ships, Princess. Ships to sail to Westeros." Dany looked at the ground guiltily, knowing that the people around her were suffering because of her selfish wish to go home. After a few moments, they reached a larger group of Lhazareen, who were either being raped, or being forced to watch their neighboors, lovers, friends, family get raped.

"Make them stop."

"Khaleesi?"

"You heard me."

"These men have shed blood for their Khal. Now they claim their rewards." Rakharo nodded as he looked over at the girl Dany was focused on.

"She is a lamb girl Khaleesi. The riders do her honor. If her wailing offends the Khaleesi, I will bring you her tongue."

"Princess, you have a gentle heart, but this is how it's always been."

"I do not have a gentle heart, Ser. Do as I command or Khal Drogo will know the reason why." Rakharo and Jorah both nod before running over to the men and telling them to stop, causing the Dothraki who were over there to become very angry, and turn to her with hate in their eyes. But Dnay didn't care, she had saved those other people.

"Come." Jorah said as he walked back over to her, being followed by the Lhazareen women who were left, and Rakharo who was making sure they followed.

"Anha afichak mae m'arakhoon!" One of the Dothraki cursed at her as they began to walk away, causing Dnay to flinch but she did not look back.

"What do you want done with them."

"Bring her to men. And those women there."

"You cannot claim them all, Princess."

"I can, and I will." After all of the women had joined her, Dany continued her walk to Drogo's tent, where Mago, one of the riders in their Khalesar was yelling about what had happened.

"Me Fati! Khaleesi vazha anhaan qorasokh anni, ch'anna afichak mae m'arakhoon anni!"

"Me vastoe hatif anni; ahhazaan yer Nemo vacchaki. Moon of my life. Mago says you have taken his spoils. A daughter of a lamb men, who was his to mount. Tell me the truth of this." Drogo said calmly from his seat as he looked over at Dany when she entered with her gaggle of women.

"Mago speaks the truth, my sun and stars. i have claimed many daughters this day, so they cannot be mounted."

"This is the way of war. These women are slaves now to do with as we please."

"It pleases me to keep them safe. If your riders would mount them, let them take them for wives." Qotho, one of Drogo's blood-riders, who was stading by his side, scoffed with annoyance as he interjected his opinion.

"Does the horse mate with the lamb?"

"The dragon feeds on horse and lamb alike." Dany snapped at the man, becoming frustrated with the conversation. Mago tried to jump back in, as he glared at his Khaleesi.