The Stallion in the Shadows

6

They starved, dehydrated and beat me. The small man seemed to spend time with me after the other two men left. "The more you continue to ignore their questions the more they're going to beat you," he said.

"They won't believe me! They will still believe I am savage." I told him.

"Not if you explain it to me and I relay it back to them," he suggested.

"Then they'll believe you're covering for me." I replied, I fidgeted in pain,and soon found it hard to breathe.

"No n. . . N. . . No don't do this!" He exclaimed. "Stay with me, " he began trying to keep my head up. "Jaimie!" He called, the one in white came rushing over as I began to lose my strength and consciousness, my hearing was beginning to become muffled and I couldn't hear their words it wasn't long till the darkness took over me.

A few hours later. . .

I wake up to the sounds of steel clashing against steel, my eyes open slowly and I see four Dothraki men fighting, they were led by Mago, I try to move but find I'm still tied down and I had four guards standing in front of me, I blinked for a second and all four guards were dead. Mago now knelt down next to me.

"Anha zin here tat rescue yer." (I am here to rescue you.) He said. I was too weak to answer him. "Jadat, kisha eth leave ajjin." (Come, we must leave now.) I could only manage a nod, he and another Dothraki soldier helped me off the floor, all the soldiers were dead and I was guessing the other men had fled, I was gently lifted onto a horse surrounded by the four dothraki men and we rode out of our destroyed camp. I had a hard time supporting myself we had to stop every so often so I could reposition myself on my steeds back.

I wasn't sure where we were going till we entered into a forested area and I saw all the horses tethered up and tents pitched, but there sitting on a fallen tree was my Khal, my lover. He looked up from his hands and ran to me straightaway, he wasted no time, he rushed up and gently pulled me from the horses back. "Jalan atthirari anni!" (Moon of my life!) he exclaimed pulling me into his chest, trying to get me to look at him but I hadn't the strength. He carried me to his tent, gently laying me down on the mat, soon healers rushed in and began their work on me.

My Khal couldn't stand my cries and so he waited outside, I could faintly see his pacing silhouette outside, I could see him running his hands over his face, and mumbling to himself, I thought I could hear him saying how foolish he was for leaving me, regretting that he didn't go back to take me with them. I had made my neck sore with my watching him walk back and forth so I laid my head back down and stared at the roof of the tent trying to bite my tongue through the pain.