The Palace of Illyrio was a buzz of activity in preparation for the Khals arrival only his most trusted guards were out searching for someone probably a thief. Viserys was furious at his sister and when he finds her she will know what it means to awaken the dragon. He might even set his new army get to work raping her.
It was only his loyal servants quick plan to have a Whore with Valerian features act in his sisters place they had to dye the hair though but it will fool the savage well enough. If only she was a virgin as advertised.His men were out searching for his dearest sister in the meantime. Hopefully she would be found before the wedding or else he would have to claim to have taken her himself when they were younger. Unfortunately by the time of the wedding his sister wasn't found properly used and tossed in the ocean by now.
Thankfully everything proceeded according to plan with the wedding. He did have to threaten the Whore to avoid speaking or they would both die worse than the bloodsport at the wedding. That was a minor issue as Drogo had taken the bait and he now had a army that wouldn't go to war without some silly savage sign from horse gods. The only advantage was the Whores and women of the camp seeing his greatness and rise to power had eagerly climbed into his bed for the dragon seed and the favor of the future king of the Seven Kingdoms.
Despite his appearance Khal Drogo was no fool he knew from the moment he saw her eyes didn't match her brothers and his awful acting that this woman was a fake. However he had received a prophecy of one who would ride and burn the world that is why he was here. His son would be that rider. And so he took in the woman as he would the real thing. Then he instructed the woman of his khal that any who bore a daughter with purple eyes and silver hair with that weak man would receive his favor and gifts. In this way he would have a wife in 14 years and the proficiency completed . It was still a shame he had to put up with the fool for a few years. This however gave him time to grow his khal in preparation for his son.
The Holodeck I was currently laughing my ass off at the girly sound Joffrey made when slapped it was quite funny watching Tyrion throw slaps and shade at his family. I only stayed to watch Jon give needle to Arya and say his goodbyes but soon left as quite a bit was to depressing when happening in reality and I had the urge to help change things but I'm a stranger to these people and only feel so much because of what I had seen from TV but this was real and I'm not going to go fixing everyone's life out of some sense of duty at most I'll pop up for my own amusement.
Ned stark was in over his head and not for the first time in his long life sighed at doing his duty by his words and deeds as Jon Arrin and his father had instilled when he was a boy. The Lanisters were conspiring against his friend. His wife had gotten a letter from her sister saying that someone assassinated Jon Arrin his mentor. And as such with that knowledge he had to ride to be the hand of the king because he was the only poor bastard that Robert could trust to run the kingdom while he drowned himself in wine and women. Not to mention the interactions he had with the Queen and her brother the king slayer it truly seemed as if without him the Lanisters would rule. And so here he was on the long journey south leaving his crippled son and distraught wife at the castle now managed by his eldest son. He only took some of his guard, servants and his daughters for possible marriages in the south.
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Daenerys thought she was numb to shock at this point. She had grown accustomed to the magic of Britannia and her strange owl escorts that was until the sky silently cracked and false clouds faded revealing a monstrous combination between a great Cathedral and flaming spires larger than the towers in Pentos as it slowly glided a top the heavens with a deep hum that was terrifyingly calming to her. Her owl had no reaction to the behemoth of a thing in front that made no sense in existence. Simplicity flying ever closer towards the giant of metal. The actual size of the flying monster was far larger than she initially estamated and as she got closer her view was obscured by massive statues and bulwark made from stone and metal. How such a structure could fly was beyond her. Lucky she had little time to question her life much more than she already had.
Lord Tong flew away after delivering her to a group of what she could loosely describe as massive knights in large full plate armor with only a gray color and no accessories to represent house or station. In contrast to the massive knights there was a man that resembled the captains of ships she had seen in Pentos and in vague childhood memories but more gruff in demeanor and dress. His messy brown hair was graying and he had tanned skin hidden under noble robes that didn't fit his image compared to the large feathered hat on his head. And priestess dressed in red with her face obscured by a heavy hood without anything denoting her except a strange unknown symbol. The leader theatrically bowed with hat in hand and spoke in a tone that walked the line of sarcasm and respect. "Welcome aboard the Black pearl young miss. I be captain Barbossa it's an honor to assist in your Voyage to the capital."
With that everything went by in a blur for Daenerys or that's how she remembers it after the white room. From what she could piece together the red robed priestess was fussing over her blood trying to explain something about magic and incest. Then she was taken to the white room there was no fire and yet light in bright white. Nothing else in the room except smooth walls that reflected her nude form slightly in shadows. When she turned there was no door. Then as she started panicking the voice of the priest reminded her that this was to heal her blood from Targaryen madness or had the priestess told her that before the white room she couldn't remember anymore because after the white came the water and then the suffocating sense of drowning.
When she woke up the room was red everything was red from feet to hair. She could now see the world calmly without the little desire in the back of her mind to burn all things to ash or the fog of the mind that made it hard to think. The smell and taste of iorn and blood soon made staying in the room challenging thankfully the red priestess opened the door and assisted in cleaning and dressing.