I think I'm going to delete my Last Lannister story. No one reads that one. :/ Anyway, tell me if you like the story so far!
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Kressara woke feeling over heated, sweaty, and her limbs feeling uncomfortable. She shifted some before managing to roll over and out of his arms. Drogo didn't flinch as he rolled onto his back. She crawled out of bed carefully and managed to slip on one of the thin gowns she kept laying around. She hopped around quietly until she found one of the knives she left out randomly. She cut her hands free carefully and did her feet before running out of the tent. She wasn't going to leave she just wanted alone time and a bath in the river.The sky was hardly lit by the sun so morning was here. She grabbed one of the men's spare blades and archery equipment before heading off by herself. She was at least a yard away from Drogo and her tent when she heard light feet heading in her direction. She froze and quickly turned to see a tiny boy following her.The boy looked about four and had brown eyes that seemed to be wide as he looked up at her. She could tell by his facial features that he would grow up to be a handsome man. A faint smile played on her lips and she slowly came closer to him. "Where's your mother," she whispered in Dothraki.
He shook his head as he answered her. "I don't have one."
Kress frowned some but tried something else. "Okay, where's your father?"
He shook his head once again. "I don't have one."
She frowned more before sighing and setting her gear down. "Um...who do you stay with then and what's your name?"
He stayed quiet as he thought the question over. He wasn't sure how to answer the first question so he didn't answer at all. "Aggo.."
"I'm Kressara. Nice to meet you Aggo." She held her hand out to comfort him but he jumped back in fear. She frowned more, realizing that the people, her people, had been abusing him. She grew angry but didn't show it to him. "I won't hurt you." She leaned down so they were eye level now and opened up her arms.
He stared at her for a long moment before he walked into her arms, letting her hold him. "Teach me." He grabbed the bow and pulled away.
She pulled away and giggled at his words. "You're in luck because I'm deadly with weapons."
She led him to a not so far area with a tree and took the bow and an arrow. "I'll show you how first." She positioned herself and glanced at him. "You don't have to worry about your arms really. It's all in the eyes. Your eyes know the target and your arms will follow." She took a deep breath and let her arrow fly from the far distance. The arrow struck the tree right in the center.
"You aren't supposed to be out here...and he isn't worthy enough to learn how to fight for the Dothraki," the deep voice spoke from behind her.
She turned to meet a well built larger male. He wasn't anywhere near Drogo's build or size but his presence still demanded respect. She smirked some and grabbed the rest of her arrows. "I can go where I please and he isn't to be touched. If I find out you or anyone else is beating him again I will personally end your life."
He snickered some at her and stepped closer. "I don't take orders from a whore and even more so a foreign one."
She lunged at him and had a blade at his throat in no time. "I'm not a whore and if you call me that again I'll sew your mouth shut."
He laughed slightly and headbutted her. She groaned some and sliced just even to draw some blood on wherever her blade landed. A second later a large figure came into view and casted a shadow over the two bodies on the ground. "Get up woman." It was him. She took her time getting off of the mystery man beneath her but made sure to make a thin cut at his neck.
"Go back to the tent," Drogo demanded angrily.
She was holding her head and about to protest when she saw his expression. His dark eyes were narrowed at the figure on the ground and his fist were in tight balls. "Now!," he yelled at her; his eyes never left the man but she knew she needed to go.
She scooped Aggo up and took off for their tent. She felt a sinking feeling in her stomach as she laid down with a frightened Aggo. "I can't be in here," he cried. She repositioned him and made him lay with her so they were face to face. "I said you could now just go back to sleep."
As if on cue a loud yell could be heard outside the tent. Aggo jumped but she just covered his ears and buried his face in her chest. Her head was throbbing from having her skull cracked against anothers but she couldn't complain. They both drifted off to sleep eventually but that only lasted for a few hours....
To be continued. ;D
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Defiance (Game of Thrones Fan Fic)
FanfictionKressara Bardolf is the daughter of a wealthy king but has a rebellious streak. This is her story on meeting, marrying, and living with Khal Drogo.