Y/n Targaryen is the younger sister of Viserys Targaryen but the older sister of Daenerys Targaryen. The three of them are the last Targaryens alive. They are trying to survive while also being hunted by Robert Baratheon assassins. During these year...
After Khal Drogo and Daenerys came back, we were on the road riding to wherever we are going. I was riding next to Ser Jorah as he was teaching more of the Dothraki traditions and their language which I'm getting the hang of it pretty good. I could understand what the Dothraki are saying, and I could speak a little bit pretty well. Ser Jorah and I rode up to Daenerys as she stopped her horse. "You need to drink, child." Jorah told her but she just sighed at him. "And eat." I spoke. She looked at me as I handed her some horse meat. "Isn't there anything else?" Daenerys asked us. "The Dothraki have two things in abundance: Grass and horses. People can't live on grass." Jorah explained to her as she ate the horse meat. The three of us stayed still as we looked across the grass. "In the shadow lands beyond Asshai, they say there are fields of ghost grass with stalks as pale as milk that glow in the night. It murders all other grass." Jorah told us as I listened to what he's saying closely.
"The Dothraki believe that one day it will cover everything that's the way the world will end." Jorah finished. Me and Daenerys looked at each other then back at the khalasar who was still moving. I see Daenerys looking at Khal Drogo making Jorah look at what she was looking and then looked back to her. "It'll get easier." Jorah told her, but she said nothing and continued to walk. Now it's only me and Jorah. "I want you to protect her from our brother. I have a feeling he's gonna try something to hurt her." I told him. "I will protect her with my life, my prince." Ser Jorah said making me smile at him being we both started walking back with the khalasar. After a few minutes of walking, we decided to set up camp.
I got off my horse as one of the Dothraki men took my horse. I went up to Daenerys and helped her off her horse and set her down. Then Daenerys helpers came to her as they guided her to her tent. As I was about to walk away my brother passed by me. "We're still not far from Pentos, your grace." Jorah said to him beside me. "Master Illyrio has extended his hospitality. You'd be more comfortable there." Jorah finished. "I have no interest in hospitality or comfort. I'll stay with Drogo until he fulfills his end of the bargain and I have my crown." Viserys told him. "As you wish, your grace." Jorah said. I decided to take my leave and go to my tent that one of the Dothraki built for me.
I took of my scabbard and put away my sword that my brother Rhaegar gave me before he set off to Roberts Rebellion and promised him to protect Daenerys. It was made of Valyrian steel that has a dragon on the handle. It's the only thing I have from my favorite brother before he died. I decided to change out of my dirty clothes and put some clean ones. I had my dragon eggs in the chest and put them near some candles that I lit so they might hatch.
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After I changed into new clothes that Daenerys had made for me I got out of my tent and walked around the camp and helped out some of the Dothraki as they gave me an appreciated look as I helped them unlike Viserys who is probably whining and sitting on his ass waiting for the Khal to help him cross the narrow sea to take back the throne he wasn't meant to have. After I helped around, I went back to my tent and read some of the books that Jorah got for me to learn about the Dothraki history. It was beginning to be night when I stopped reading and started practicing swinging my sword, I guess I was so focused that I didn't realized someone came in the room. "My love, you need to take rest." I heard Daenerys so I stopped what I was doing and looked at her giving her a small smile.
"When did you come in, my little dragon?" I asked my lover. "I came in a few moments ago so I decided to watch you, my love." Daenerys told me giving me a loving smile. I put my sword away and walked up to Dany and wrapped my arms around her waist and held her closely. We kissed each other passionately as I led her to my bed as we both began to undress each other and began making love. After hours of passionately making love to each other Daenerys gotten dressed and gave me a peck on the lips and went back to her tent. I smiled as I knew Daenerys loves me more than the Khal. I've gotten dressed and fell asleep for the night as Daenerys had tired me out.
The next day
After I woke up and changed I took my tent down with the help of a few Dothraki riders helped me as I put my stuff with my horse. After everyone was done we set off riding again. I rode behind Daenerys and Jorah as they talked. I made a very loyal friend named Rakharo as he began to teach me more of how to properly speak in Dothraki. I see a slave getting whipped by one of the riders, I was about to help when Rakharo stopped me. "It's best if you don't interfere, my prince." Rakharo told me. I was hesitant but listened to him. Then the khallisar stopped moving and I see Daenerys get off her horse and walk into the trees.
After a few moments I headed to where Daenerys walked away and found her with Viserys with his hand on her throat and his sword pointed at her. All I saw was red when he put his hands on my little dragon. I unsheathed my sword and shoved Viserys off of Daenerys and put my sword against his throat. "Don't you dare touch her!" I told him as I glared at him. Viserys was about to get up but then Rakharo swung his whip at Viserys neck taking him down as he looked at me and Daenerys with a concern look. "Do you want him dead, Khaleesi. Prince?" Rakharo asked us. "Rakharo ask if you want him dead, Khaleesi. Prince." Irri told them. "No." We both said.
No matter what Viserys is still our brother but next time he threatens my little dragon he's gonna have a sword through his chest. "You should take his ear to teach him respect." Rakharo told us. "Rakharo say you should take ear, to teach him respect." Irri told us. "Please, please, don't hurt him." Daenerys said as we all looked at her. "Tell him I don't want my brother harmed." Daenerys told Irri. Irri translated it to Rakharo who looked at her confused but did as told and released my useless brother from the whip making him gasp loudly trying to get his breathing under control. "Mormont! Kill these Dothraki dogs!" Viserys ordered to Jorah who just looked at him. "I am your king!" Viserys told him as he stood up.
Jorah looked at me and Daenerys. "Shall we return to the Khalasar, Khaleesi and prince?" Jorah asked us. I put my sword back into its scabbard and held out my hand to Daenerys and helped her on her horse and then I walked to my horse but stopped when I told Rakharo to do something. "Make him walk." I ordered him as he nodded. I got on my horse that Jorah bring for me and rode back to the Khalasar as it started moving when we got back. After we rode for a while, we set up camp for the night. I put my dragon eggs near the fire to get warmed up and then walked out of my tent.
I walked up to Daenerys tent and I see Irri has her hands on Daenerys stomach. "What's happening here?" I asked them as my eyes landed on Dany who looked shocked but a little happy. "The Khaleesi is pregnant with the Khal's child, my prince." Irri told me happily. I knew it was the Khal's child considering I pulled out of her so we won't create a bastard, I'm just waiting for us to wed then we get to have a child together. Just then Khal Drogo came in looking at us in confusion. "Khal Drogo, the Khaleesi is with child." Irri told him. He looked at Daenerys in happiness so I decided to leave the tent to give them some privacy as Irri went to find Rakharo to hunt for food for Daenerys.
I went back to my tent and sat down on my bed. I was sad that Daenerys is pregnant with the Khal's child but I was happy for her either way even if the baby is not mine.
