Chapter 6

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Over the next few months the two girls had gotten even closer. With Isadora's promise to help and protect the Targeryan girl and the latter's need of someone the share her thoughts with. She was mostly speaking about how her dragon eggs, which she had received from ser Jorah were going to hatch soon. Which always made Isadora chuckle. She could already picture Dany and her babies together.

Though as they say, no news is good news. That's how Isadora would reffer to the news of Daenerys' real pregnancy. Yes, she was quite overjoyed at the younger's happiness, but didn't feel like her friend was ready for something like a baby. That and she felt a different energy surrounding Dany since she got pregnant.

Viserys had been acting out less after the last accident between him and Isa.

Then one evening the drunk male stumbled in Drogo's tent during a feast, demanding to sit next to the Khal. Drogo said that it was no place for someone like him. Then Viserys insisted because he is a king and he should be treated as such.

Drogo addressed Viserys, this time in the Common Tongue:

"You are no king."

The furious Viserys did the crime, punishable by death in the Dothraki holy city and unsheathed his sword. That's when it all went down.

Viserys demanded that he wanted to leave immediately with his promised army or he would supposedly leave with his sister. Then he threatened to cut Daenerys's unborn son and give him to Dorgo.

And Drogo promised the white haired male his golden crown. He got up and walked to the male who was now being restrained by Qotho and another bloodrider. The Khal melted some of the golden medallions on his belt in a pot, above the fire in the middle of the tent.

"Dany, don't look, please..."-Isadora pleaded of her.

The younger didn't even flinch as her husband poured the molten gold onto her brother's head.

Isadora got sick to her stomach. But not because of the sight that was unveiling before her, but because something was urging her to leave. She felt as if the time to leave has come. As if her job here has been done. So immediately after all of the fiasco was over Isadora walked to the back of the tent, where Aiden was conversing with some girls. He was speaking Dothraki almost fluently now. He was always a fast learner.

"Aiden!"-Isadora called out to her brother to get his attention-"Come here, boy!"

He turned his head towards her and smiled apologetically at the girls who just giggled.

"Yes, Isa? What is the matter?"-Aiden said cheerfully to his sister.

His smile quickly faltered when he saw the girl's frown.

Isadora sighed and whispered to his ear:

"I'm leaving."

Aiden widened his eyes and stuttered out a "why". His sister explained what she felt earlier. The Phoenix boy was still shocked, but understood his sister and asked her:

"When are we leaving?"

Isadora looked a bit taken a back, but she sighed again and told him:

"I'm going alone, brother. I know how you much you're enjoying yourself here. Drogo sees you as his little brother. Stay here, he'll always protect you."

The boy really had gotten close to the ruthless man. He just managed to melt him, not even like the woman he was in love with could.

"But what about you? Who'll protect you?!"-Aiden whisper-yelled.

His sister shushed him and smiled gently.

"When did I ever need to be protected?"

"And where will you go?"-Aiden kept asking.

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