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I slept uncomfortably, I couldn't move. I looked at my horse for some help but he just stood and stared. The Nightwatchmen were all asleep except for the one with the white wolf.  He walked over to me, "now are you going answer me?" he asked. I shook my head I refused to speak their language my tongue would not betray my mother tongue. "You know we're not going to let you go till you tell us why you are out here alone," he said and rested his hand on the hilt of his blade.

I still bit my tongue. "Listen, Dothraki some of my men are not as merciful or nice as me they will beat the answer out of you. They won't care you're a woman." He explained. My eyes flicked to him immediately. 

"I have fought worse," I said. 

"Not when you're tied down," he whispered as some of his men began to stir. I took a deep breath.

"I needed to be alone," I said. 

"Alone? Dothraki are never alone," he said. 

"Well, this one is!" I exclaimed raising my torso off the ground. 

"Did Drogo harm you?" he asked. 

"No, he would never," I replied.  The white wolf came closer to me growling, the figure took his goatskin off his belt and gently tipped it to my lips.  "Why are you helping me?"

"Because I don't believe in harming others," he replied and cut my ropes. "Go!" I pulled my ropes off and ran to my horse, I hauled myself onto his back and galloped away. We rode faster and faster till we reached the other side of the forest, we reached a little town the farmers stopped and watched me ride through their eyes trailed me. To make things worse it began to rain. 

I nudged my horse to go a little faster and we trotted towards a tavern, I tied my horse up and walked in pulling my hood over my head a little more, I knew my appearance would attract unwanted attention. I ordered a drink and sat in the corner, I could hear the sound of rain drumming on the roof. I planned to wait the rain out, a few hours later and it stopped I walked out and untied my horse and carried on my journey. I was heading to the abandoned forest at the very edge of the town.

No one dared venture there unless they knew the way which I did, we walked deep into the forest. Fireflies danced around us in the air and landed on my horse's mane, there in front of us was a steaming pool it was a natural spring. I dismounted and took the tack off my horse this is the place we were supposed to be, the place where I could regather myself and return to Drogo as the warrior and captain he knew me as. I set the saddle up behind me and laid down with my head on it. 

My horse grazed not far from me, it wasn't long till the moon made itself known and both my horse and I settled down for the night. 

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