"Wind & Words"

Truth

Daenerys

'You're not like everyone else.'
His accented voice said to me, as the featureless man who haunted my dreams came and spoke to me again.
'And your house hasn't seen it's end, you're still here.'
Daenerys saw herself smile at what he told her, their were broken stones all around them and it was hot. She had no idea where she was but was taking in every memory her mind bestowed upon her, she soaked it all in. Then the scene changed from broken stoney walls and pilar's to a colder-drearier climate.
She was standing on top of a large ice wall looking down, searching the icy climate for something or someone. Then she heard a strange man's voice from behind her, he had a strange accent as well.
'It's time to go Khalessi.'
Daenerys heard herself say: 'Just a bit longer.'
She searched with tears in her eyes as she turned and faced an older yellow haired man, who had a forlorn countenance about him. Suddenly a loud horn blew and she turned back desperately to peer down from the ice cold wall. There she saw a horse with a rider on top covered in thick furs layer with ice. Daenerys ran and the older man followed quickly behind her.
Scene in her mind changed again, this time she was naked on a large bed under layers of fur blankets in a luxurious chamber with a hearth going. Daenerys sat up and glanced around, next to her she found the dark haired man, he was naked as well. He was sleeping and she ran her index finger along his bare-muscular shoulder. His long dark raven curls were wild and free unlike the last scene from the broken stoney arena. She saw him stir and then he faced her, she'd hope to see the details of his face but nothing. It was all a blur, he spoke in a groggy concerned voice.
"Dany what's the matter? Is it the baby love?"
  He sat up and reached out to touch my bare abdomen but before I could even reply or take his hand, in an instant my dream was over and I had woken up.
    'What good are these dreams if they just leave me more and more confused than before?'
   Daenerys sat up, placed her hand over her brow, her head was still pounding and her stomach growled in hunger.

"I need to eat something, I need to keep this child strong. I need to be strong to protect myself also, Ashara wants this baby gone but I won't allow her to hurt it."

Daenerys placed both her hands on her flat belly and smiled. She gazed outside her cabin window from her bed, taking in the scenic view of the nights pure starlight. Then she made a wish from the depths of her heart.

"I love you already...my child. I wish I could remember who your father is, he seems to love me very much. I'm sure he will love you as well. If only I could remember his name?"

"Thump!"
'What's that?' I thought to myself.

Startled by the loud sound Daenerys arose from her bed towards her door, quiet as a mouse. She gently placed her right ear against the thick wooden door to the voices that spoke carefully in the cabin hallway.

"Ssshhhh! Be quiet! You'll wake her if you keep knocking shit over Harry, stop!" Ashara whispered worriedly.
"Oh shut up and keep kissing me Ashara she's asleep, she doesn't hear shit. Come on let's go to my cabin it's been a whole week since you've been with me." Harry said.

Daenerys heard their lips smacking and soft moans from the hall outside her doorway.
'Ashara and Harry?! No wonder he does whatever she says! Now I definitely can't trust anyone because I have no one.'
She thought in shock to herself while she listened further in case any valuable information came forth.

"No-not tonight Harry! I need to figure out a way for that child not to be born. This changes everything, we can't keep up this charade. I'm going to lock her in her room from now on. Perhaps I'll starve her forcing her to loose that bastard's baby!"