I turned away just before his Arakh moved. I just closed my eyes and kept moving my hips to keep myself distracted. I had not ordered them to kill Viserys. But threatening the Khalessi and the son of the khal in front of everyone, with his sword raised in my direction was already a death sentence.
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A funeral and a spy
*Ding*
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"Sorry brother, but you brought this on yourself, thanks to your own actions…" I did not shed a drop of tear for Viserys. Everyone in the tent stopped their activities. Drogo and I slowly separated. After his cock was out of my pussy, I finally turned to look at Viserys's body. His eyes were wide open. But there was no trace of fear in them. Despite being dead, they were blood shot and full of anger and envy.
"My moon and stars, I know what he did was unforgivable. But he was still my brother. So at least I want his funeral to be proper and respectful." I told Drogo without turning around in the Dothraki tongue.
"Of course, Khalessi."
The joyous atmosphere soon turned into a tense one.
But despite that, the funeral happened smoothly. Even though the Dothraki didn't know how to build a boat, they quickly made a small raft for the funeral. I lighted up a raft with his body on, once it drifted away to a distance in the river.
After the funeral was over, I suggested Drogo camp there for a couple of days before leaving. Of course he followed my suggestion without any question. After spending some time with him, I finally decided to tie the loose ends before anything dangerous happens.
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For Dothraki, it was a day of celebration. Jorah knew that the culture in Essos was very different from that of Westeros. And after living with the Dothraki for almost a month, he has become used to the culture of the horse people. The most difficult thing for him to get used to was public sex. It was clear that they didn't have any restriction regarding love making among the Dothraki people. But after seeing even Daenerys getting taken by Khal Drogo in front of the entire Khalasar multiple times, he had gotten used to it. So he was not surprised when Khal Drogo started making love with the Khalessi in the middle of their celebration. It was the most common thing. So he was busy thinking about how he would relay this message to the kingslanding. Daenerys getting pregnant is one of the most important news he has come across so far. But considering that he has been constantly under the watch of the blood riders he had not gotten a chance to deliver the message.
Just as he was thinking about the importance of the matter, an out of control Viserys had gone from his side all the way to the centre of the tent to confront his sister.
Jorah knew that pointing his sword at Daenerys was not going to end well. She has become the most adored figure in the entire Khalasar. Even if Khal Drogo is the real leader, Daenerys has more control over the people. It was simply frightening how from a trembling girl, she went to the leader of one of the biggest Khalasar in the great grass sea.
"Nnnnnnnnnnnnn… Put away your sword, brother. Your temper tantrum makes you look like a child rather than a dragon. Mmmmmmmmm… You told me that day that you would let me get fucked even by horses in exchange for 40000 men. Annnnnnnnnnn… Now you will get a hundred thousand. So why are you shouting ?"
The moment Jorah heard Daenerys, he immediately stood up. He didn't know if what she said was true or not but from what he had understood of Viserys' personality it was most likely true. But more importantly, he knew that the beggar king was going to do something even more stupid.
Unfortunately, Viserys' grand declaration was so outrageous that even Jorah was frozen for a moment. And that moment was more than enough for someone to behead the beggar king.
Jorah Mormont was too shocked to even react when Viserys's head rolled on the ground and his lifeless body fell forward.
He was actually dazed.
The death of Viserys' didn't affect anyone. Not even Daenerys. After the funeral, Jorah was planning to meet Daenerys to pledge his loyalty to her. But before he could do that he was called to meet Daenerys.
Inside the tent he found the white haired Khalessi sitting on the lap of Khal Drogo. Even if they were not having sex at the moment from the fresh white stain around her milky white thighs and the damp spot on Khal's lap, it was clear that they were having sex before his arrival.
Suppressing his own lewd thoughts he bowed to Daenerys.
"Ser Jorah Mormont, the person you have pledged your loyalty to, is dead. So you are hereby free from your vows. You may leave." The words of Daenerys shocked Jorah. But he recovered quickly.
"Khalessi, I would like to pledge my loyalty to you," Jorah kneeled in front of Daenerys before speaking.
"Loyalty, you say ? Then answer my question truthfully. Why did you come to serve Viserys ?" Daenerys asked with her Sharp gaze. Jorah didn't know why, but a very bad feeling appeared in his gut. He knew that Daenerys was much more intelligent and cunning than Viserys ever was. Despite being in the most desperate position, she adapted to the new environment and started thriving in it. That's why Jorah knew that the questions were not going to be anything simple.
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Next chapter: How to handle a 'Spy'
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