Dragon Born

Quarth

The Khalasar travelled for 4 moons with no food, no water, the horses died one by one but there are some still standing, Aleara was proud, Angus was still standing, Drogo's horse still stood and Rakharo's, at times she would give Angus a break and ride Rakharo's or Drogo's.

She had missed Rakharo dearly, those eyes, the smile, she smiled at that flashback that took place.

FLASHBACK

"You must have had a love affair with him." Doreah said.

"NO! I mean, he is cute, the smile the eyes..... I mean" Aleara didn't know what to say as an excuse as Daenerys, Doreah and Irri laughed.

END OF FLASHBACK

"Khaleesi? Are you okay?" Ser Jorah asked as Aleara was brought back to reality. "Hmm? Yeah?"

"You were zoning out again." He said

"Oh.... Well.... I'm back." Aleara said, Ser Jorah gave her a small smile.

"There is a city, from the map I have, it's called Quarth." Ser Jorah said acknowledging the city the Khalasar was heading for.

"Where?" Aleara asked as she had her eyes on Ser Jorah.

Ser Jorah put his large hand on her head and turned it front. "There." She said.

"Oh!" She said finally acknowledging the city in front of them.

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They arrived by the gates of Quarth and of course there were people in front, people who looked rich.

Of course they were arguing with Aleara, telling her to take her Khalasar and go away but she begged them and non of them listen!

"Please, please, if you don't help us, my people will die." She begged, it had been quite a long time since she begged and it all seemed the same to her

Once again, they refused her and said they do not care.

A man who wore a blue Quarth attire came forward.

"My dear, if you want to come in, trade something." He said.

Aleara looked at Ser Jorah, who just shrugged. She looked back at them. "I don't have anything with me." She said innocently.

"Oh, yes you do." Another man said

"Please, when I take back the Seven Kingdoms and sit on the Irony, I will gladly send someone to repay you." She offered, right now that is the only offer she could give.

"We don't want money." Another man said.

"Then what is it that you want?" Aleara asked, desperately.

"We want your dragons." The man wearing blue said.

"What?"

"Yes, give us your dragons and we will gladly let you in." One made fun of her.

"Please, my people will die." She begged.

"Do we look like we care about your savages? Let your savages die." The one wearing blue said and all the men begun walking back to the gates.

Aleara played those words hundreds of times in her head.

Do we look like we care about your savages? Let your savages die.

Let your savages die!

Let your savages die!

Let your savage Rakharo die!