Game Of Throne Fanfic: The Impaled Beauty

Chapter 2: Leaving To Go and Protect

{song For the Chapter}

Morning came when I was out of the bed, well the forest, I'd love to feel such cool breeze across my hair and sweet skin, when I was now walking out and to a small and now there I stepped forward.

Many children ran past me. I smiled as then made my way to the courtyard, of the finest horses but then there I was getting ready to leave and now as there stood my dear two friends as there I opened a portal without anyone around.

And now, the three of us entered inside and we were in front of them were a group of Dothraki and then she saw them as then she saw a beautiful woman with white hair as snow and alongside her was a male who was offering her something to drink

"You need to drink, child."

As there I was walking down the small path with my dear two friends aside of me, as there everyone who was riding the horse which I was holding my staff. Now making my way closer to the group but they all stopped when they saw me, my wings out, and two unidentified creatures next to me.

"Cordelia: I come in peace, I search for Daenerys Targaryen. I am Cordelia Lionheart. I've come to see you my white snow."

All the men and then the leader who is now looking at me when he yelled out "Vorsa" {Translation: Fire} And like that, but there I was in the air and with my wings and my glowing hand out and smirking as then I stopped the weapons after closing my hand.

"Khal: Lekhaan! Hold yeri vorsa!" {Enough! Hold your fire!}

The Dothraki men all stopped when I flew down as now then landed on my feet and staring at them when I saw her and the strongest, Khal now walked past them as my two darling pets are aside and growling at the men who even tried to step forward.

"Cordelia: Chek, chek, lovely, tat meet yer, khal ki dothraki, anha heard sanekhi about yer, arrekoon finne anha zin, anha astat yer hash sure quite handsome than anha'd expected. Jin hake ajjin cordelia, jin khalessi ki nakhok line ki fairies

{Transaltion: Well, well, lovely, to meet you, Khal of the Dothraki, I heard a lot about you, from where I am, I say you are sure quite handsome than I'd expected. The name is Cordelia, the queen of the last line of the fairies.}