Aleara was in her tent, her headache was still there. She had some sort of feeling that something is going to happen. Something bad. But she just shrugged, trying to test.MEANWHILE
In the big tent there was music, dancing, everyone was smiling, having a great time. Viserys got in "Daenerys!" He shouted, drunk. "Where is my sister?!"
Daenerys whispered to Ser Jorah "Stop him."
"Where is she?!" He shouted and saw Daenerys. "I'm here for the feast! The Whore's feast."
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Viserys threatened Daenerys. He pointed his sword on her stomach.
"Tell them I want what was promised. I want the crown he promised me. He bought you, he never paid for you."
He says as Irri translates for Drogo.
"Tell them I want what I was bargained for or I'm taking you back. He can keep the baby, I'll cut it out and leave it for him."
Khal Drogo spoke in Dothraki.
"What's he saying?" Viserys asked.
"He says 'yes', you shall have a golden crown that men shall tremble to behold." Daenerys says.
Viserys smiled. "Well that was all I wanted. What was promised." He smiled.
Drogo came to Daenerys, placing his large hand on her stomach as they looked into each other's eyes. Drogo spoke in Dothraki and his blood riders came, holding Viserys' arms as one broke, he screamed.
"No! You cannot touch me! I am the dragon! I am the dragon! I want my crown!!!" He screamed but it did him no good.
MEANWHILE
Aleara was in her tent, struggling to sleep, her headache pained more and her chest became stiff as she now struggled to breath. She got up and inhaled and exhaled then she was fine.
Again, she lay down but her handmaiden, Lily came barging in.
"Lily?"
"They're going to kill him!!!" She said fast.
"Him? Who's him?" she asked with a low tired voice, she knew that she was sick, the past few days she wasn't her her bright free spirited self.
"They're going to kill Viserys!!"
With that she got off the bed, wore her shoes and ran. She ran to the big tent. Lily was shouting behind her but she ignored, she barged in.
"Viserys!!?!!!??!!" She got in, the people crowded her as Daenerys ordered no one to tell her but she pushed through them.
She saw Viserys was on his knees, held both hands.
"Dany please!!!!" He pleaded. Drogo came with a pot filled with molten gold. Realization hit her.
"No! Stop!!!!" She screamed but.....
"A golden crown for a king." Khal Drogo said in the common tongue, dumping the molten gold on his head, he screamed.
Aleara covered her mouth as her brother fell on the floor. Dead.
She looked at Daenerys, who was eyeing Viserys the whole time.
"Khaleesi?" Ser Jorah asked.
"He was no dragon. Fire cannot kill a dragon." She stated as her expression was not even shocked.
The room was silence, the only thing that sounded was Aleara's uneven breathing, everyone looked at her as her eyes were on Viserys.
The only brother she knew. The one that brought her back home, the one that played with her when she was board. Crazy or not, they were stuck together.
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Dragon Born
RastgeleAleara 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...