The Stallion in the Shadows

8

I slowly rose, and rested my hand on the hilt of my blade. But this caused the beast to walk closer and lift its lips over razor teeth, my horse began to fret and was ready to bolt till I gripped his reins and ran a gloved hand over his neck. I suddenly heard boot steps which was when I hauled my blade out, a group of men all dressed in black now stared me down. I had ridden further from Vaes Dothrak than I had thought. I saw the one with curly black hair approach me, he had ordered the others to stay behind him.

He unbuckled his sword belt and lay it on the ground, he watched me the whole time. "It's okay," he said, I turned my head to the side and the grip tightened on my blade. The wolf began to snarl and my horse threw his rump around and tried to kick the beast.

"Easy rakh." (Easy boy.) I said and rubbed his nose. I noticed they all exchanged glances with each other, I just sighed and shook my head we weren't going to get far. The leader looked back at his men and they also lay their blades on the ground, so I put my blade in my saddle and tied my horse down, the wolf now backed off. 

"Me's okay.  Kisha're vo elat tat hurt yer." (It's okay. We're not going to hurt you.) one man said as he stepped forward. I was confused for a second, I didn't know how he would know our language but it then dawned on me he had been a translator for someone else who came seeking my Khals help. He now knelt before me. I just rolled my eyes.

"Eshat yath!" (Get up!) I ordered. He looked at me a bit surprised.

"Hash yer vo jin khals khalessi?" (Are you not the Khals queen?) he asked. I shook my head, my heads swinging and chinking a little as the beads made contact.

"Vo," (No,) I said. I watched as he then translated out conversation back to the men, the black haired one looked at him and then at me, then said something but it wasn't translated to me. That was when I reached for my blade and held it towards them.

"Nakho!" (Stop!) the translator yelled but before I could do anything the wolf pounced on me pinning me to the ground, and bit into the wrist that held my blade and I dropped it.

I remained silent as the pain made itself known. I saw their leader and the translator talking once again, before two men tied down my feet and arms.  I tried to wiggle free to break the rope against the stake but it was futile I was stuck here! With pigs from The Nightswatch, I knew them well and I have never enjoyed their company, now treating me like a wild animal, they were going to be lucky if they made it through the night, I was determined to break my ropes and be free.