Aleara woke up in her tent in the morning. Last night, Khal Drogo had bed her and Daenerys. She got up and bath.
She wore blue dress and her curly white hair flowed.
{A/N |just like Merida.}
She got up taking her bow and Arrow, hanging them on her. She kissed her dragon eggs and went off.
She ran outside to get some breakfast, she always wants to be free. She saw Viserys with Ser Jorah and Rakharo eating meat and drinking water.
She went over to them.
"Morning."
"Khaleesi, aren't you supposed to be asleep? It's way early in the morning."
"Sleep is for the dead. Brother?"
"Hmm?" He asked.
"I wanted to ask you something really important." she said with a straight and sad face.
"What is wrong, dear sister?" He asked worried.
"It's really important."
"Go on, ask."
With a huge smile "Can I have your meat? Great! Thanks! Bye!" She said, yanking the meat out his hand, running.
"Aleara!!!!!!!" He screamed bit didn't run after her. He shook his head and sat down.
"Is she always like that?" Ser Jorah asked.
"Yes. She's a wild girl."
"Where is she going?" Rakharo asked.
"She's going for a morning horse ride, practicing archery. She does it everyday." Viserys said.
"Ah, she's a warrior kind of girl?" Ser Jorah asked.
"Yes."
Meanwhile, Aleara ran as fast as she could to the horses. She bumped into a Handmaiden called Irri.
"Khaleesi? I was coming to you. You are up? And ready? Where are you going so early?" Irri asked.
"Horse riding."
"Oh."
"Yeah, thanks anyways Irri." She ran not listening to her any further.
"You're welcome...... I guess?" She said, puzzled.
Aleara got to the horses, she saw her horse and climbed on him. She rode off.
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Aleara practice archery while riding her horse. She was very very good. They stopped at a nearby river and her horse drank some water.
Aleara carved a mark on her bow. Her house sign. Her horse came to her, splashing her with water.
"Stop!" She laughed "stop it!"
He stopped. She wiped her face and sighed.
"You need a name. But what do I call you?" She asked herself.
She thought for a moment then...
"I know. I'll call you Angus. Do you like it?"
He made horse sounds, agreeing. She heard footsteps coming over, also hooves.
"Khaleesi, we're about to leave now."
"Oh, thank you Ser Jorah."
He sat next to her on the log. "Beautiful. I never knew how talented you are." Ser Jorah commented, referring to the Targaryen sign she carved.
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Dragon Born
LosoweAleara Targaryen is the younger sister to Viserys and Daenerys Targaryen. She was stolen in birth, abused, tortured and made as a slave. She never knew her family, she escaped and well.... had to fend for herself. I can't be a spoiler now, find out...