The pillard courtyard was bathed in moonlight when they got there, and already the loud yells of men and neighing of horses filled the air. Dany could see the Dothraki gathered around, all of them big men that had well-oiled braided hair that were decorated with bells. It didn’t take long for her to notice that she was the only woman there. A bout of fear made a shiver go down her spine, her skin prickling with gooseflesh.

“Look there, do you see him, the khal you are to wed?” Viserys asked, coming up behind her so he could grab her shoulders with an iron grip. It made her freeze as her breath stilled, her eyes finding the man that she was to wed. He sat on horseback, not too far off from the rest of the bloodriders. But he held an air of confidence to him, a look that had her stomach churning with anxiety.