The Rise of the Dragons

Chapter 8

Visenya POV

We were wrapped in Sunspear like clothing with my body covered and Aegon only his face but his body was in leathers.

"It's bloody hot out here." he said.

" Now, Now we had those tests to push you through for what? Way hotter or colder things." I replied back.

I was behind him on top of our horse riding hard to get to the wedding.

" Do you remember who all going to be there?" I said.

" Khal Drogo the man I'm killing to gain me and Daenerys an army. Her brother Virserys. The man they were hosting them Illyrio and he has a partnership with Varys. Lastly Jorah which him at the moment working for the Usurper." He said. 

" Very good. Now its time." I said.

Daenerys POV

I was sitting next to him. I didn't say anything besides thanking those for the gifts.  Then my bear walk up.

"A small gift for the new Khaleesi. Songs and histories from the Seven Kingdoms." he said. Happy tears burn in my eyes but none fell.

"Thank you, ser. Are you from my country?" I asked already knowing...everything.

"Ser Jorah Mormont of Bear Island. I served your father for many years. Gods be good, I hope to always serve the rightful king." He said and walk over to stand bits away from my brother.

I was presented with a chest with three dragon eggs in it. My babies are home.

"Dragons' eggs, Daenerys. From the Shadow Lands beyond Asshai. The ages have turned them to stone, but they will always be beautiful." Illryio said.

I raised each one then Khal Drogo stood and started to walk down I was about to before yelling came and a fast horse came. Soon jump of a tall man with a women on top.

'It's them...'

" Are yeri the Khal Drogo." the man said.

Drogo look angry but I can tell that  both man and women was smiling even with their face covering up.

"Anha"m gwe to challenge yeri ha the Khaleesi ma yeri khalasar. If anha am to die yeri take tih inavva ha eshna chiorikem vosma anha won't be doing che." He said.

" What is he doing?" Viserys yelled.

" He has come to challenge the Khal for the khalasar and your sister. In that if he was to die that Khal Drogo will be taking his sister as a second wife." Illyrio translated.

Drogo told some get his blade and the man nod before taking a familiar sword but the handle was wrapped. Soon Drogo had his blades out and they circle each other. Drogo roars before attacking and the man dodge each attack. He get's nicked but dodge Drogo's attack. Its like a dance and you just sitting waiting for it to end. The man slicse into Drogo right arm cutting the tendit making him drop one blade. The bleeding is bad but he stand strong as ever. He seem to be taunting the man but he doesn't faulter one bit. He stronger. He cuts Drogo behind the legs and has his other hand fingers cut off. I stand up walking over ignoring my brother and raised my hand to stop him.

The mans stop. I bend down and look Drogo in the eyes.

" Anha give yeri a proper burial ha a haj fallen khal vosma anha laz't be yeri jalan che stars. Anha will ayyey be mae ma mae. Ven mori are mine. Tih dragon" I said and shock cover his face. A strong look cover his face to his last as the man gave him a clean throat cut. 

Visenya POV

I smile as I see them looking at the other. Then a hand grab my leg. I look over to see it was  my uncle.