It was a rather infuriating thing for Viserys to spend his days traveling with this Khalasar, waiting impatiently till he got his army to claim his Throne back. But he forced his way through it.

But Viserys' days traveling with the Khalasar only worsened as today when he woke up, his body burned and his skin flushed whilst sweat poured from ever pore. Viserys was in heat and he was out of his elixirs that both prevented his heat and hid his omega status.

Viserys grunted as he tried to fight off his feet, but it was impossible and he couldn't stop squirming in his cot, his sweat drenching the pelts he used to warm himself at night. Viserys' eyes widened as he smelt someonr approaching.

Viserys' head whipprd around as a Dothraki dared walk into his tent without permission, most likely sent by his 'audacious' sister to collect him for something foolish. But to make matters worse, this particular Dothraki was an alpha.

"What has my sister sent for this time, savage."

Viserys spat, trying to put on a strong face despite being in his most vulnerable state.