Something told me that he had nothing to do with my brother's death. But I still remained suspicious. After a lot of contemplation I allowed him to act as my guard since Drogo didn't have any problem with that.
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The colour of the supreme king
// Flashback
"Khaleesi….. are you sure about your decision ?" Hearing the question of Jorah, I looked at Drogo. From his condition, it was clear that he was dying. But I crushed the guilt that was filling up my heart.
It was around 15 days or half a moon ago when Drogo received that wound on his chest due to his reckless actions. And when it happened, I had two options. I could treat him myself and save his life. Or I could let the witch treat him which would inevitably cause his death.
My relationship with Drogo was very complicated. I did not hate him. Even if I didn't love again in the way he loved me, I never wanted him to die. Dothraki people in general are savages. As their leader, and a strong one at that, Drogo was not that different from them.
After our marriage, it had taken me a long time to get used to Drogo. Especially during the time of night. The TV series had downplayed the sexual suffering Daenerys had gone through severely. Drogo had fucked me on every chance he had gotten. Many times inside the tents and sometimes in front of the others.
But considering the fate of many other women in the khalasar, I was probably the luckiest out of all of them.
Because unlike the others, I didn't have to do with anyone other than Drogo. And to my relief and dismay, Drogo didn't want to do it with anyone else but me.
Of course I had used it to my advantage. Once I learnt how to please him, he had stopped being deliberately rough with me. And within a month I had managed to gain enough respect and trust among most of the strong people in the khalasar. Apart from pleasing Drogo, I had to prove my strength to a couple of his rowdy blood riders, learn their language and adapt to their custom in order to achieve that. It was not easy. But my life has never been easy.
I hated a lot of these customs. But I understood very well that I needed to get enough authority so that I could prepare for the future.
In a way, Drogo was like a shield for me with a spiked handle. He protected me from the outside threats. But at the same time he hurt me almost every time in a day when the khalasar was not moving forward.
In a way it got a little better and a little worse when they found out about my pregnancy.
While eating that raw heart of the horse, I had almost awakened my conqueror's haki. It was not just bad. It was the worst thing I will ever eat in both of my life combined. And I had to eat it in a single breath.
But pregnancy also brought me some relief from Khal Drogo. I believed that at least the Dotharaki had enough knowledge to know not to engage in sexual activities with a pregnant woman. And those moments of relief had brought Drogo closer to me.
But then the day came when Drogo received the scar on his chest which would cost him his life.
That night I had decided to put aside all of my feelings and apply cold and calculated logic. And logic told me that, for the sake of my child and my future ambition and plans, Drogo must die.
That's why I had Let the witch treat Drogo. But I had denied the witch to use any black magic. I did not want to prolong his suffering.
But now I have a new problem.
"Khaleesi, it is clear that Khal Drogo is not fit to ride anymore. His blood riders are getting restless. They will not attack him blatantly. But once he is no more, nothing will stop them from attacking you all your child. A few of them are already planning to split up the khalasar and fight among themselves.
Even if they respect the tradition and spare your life, the same will not happen to your child. Especially if the child turned out to be a boy. So I insist that you reconsor my proposition." Jorah said softly.
"Ser Jorah. I understand your concerns. But I assure you, The chances of both of us surviving will increase if we stay. I have already prepared enough provisions to cross the red waste. If the khalasar wants to split up then let them split up. I have my own loyal faction. They will never betray me. Leaving alone is completely out of options. In my current condition we cannot go far without risking the life of my child. They will not start any commotion until Khal is dead. I just hope that he can hold it for a few more days. After I give birth, we can fight them in the worst case scenario. Even if they want to split up, I will still have the number advantage. And I am not weak either. And besides, you swore to protect me. Are you backing away from your duty ?" I asked Jorah. I knew that the man cannot be trusted yet but I had to try my luck and keep him with me.
"I understand, Khaleesi. Do you-"
"*Tiptap tiptap* Khal Drogo !"
The sound of the footsteps of a horse walking outside the tent followed the roar of a man.
(Dothraki language)
I didn't know why but a bad feeling suddenly appeared in my gut. I instinctively grabbed my cutlass that I was gifted by a merchant. I didn't use a normal blade. But Drogo didn't know how to use a normal blade either. So a curved cutlass became my weapon.
Coming out of the tent with Jorah, I found a group of horse riders from Drogo's own khalasar standing outside on their horses. The one leading them was Gekho.
Qotho, Cohollo, and Haggo were standing in the sidelines without confronting Gekho.
On the other hand Aggo, Jhogo, and Rakharo were also coming towards our tent after hearing the commotion.
"Gekho, what do you want with our Khal ? He is resting right now." I asked one of the most troublesome men in the Khalasar.
"I want a duel ! I want to take his head and make this Khalasar mine." Gekho exclaimed loudly. He had joined our Khalasar not long after my marriage. He and his 200 men and slaves had pledged to Drogo.
"As I said, Khal is resting right now. Go back." I ordered him in a tone that would make him understand. I realized that Drogo's blood riders are not in the mood to interfere. Even if they had accepted me as their khaleesi, they still didn't have enough respect for me to follow me.
Fortunately my own blood riders were already behind me. They will not speak above me. But at least I could trust them to watch my back
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