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wtf is his even? xD
let's not rush the Mirri thing just yet.
after she goes after the baby, we can unleash hell on her.
:3
after she goes after the baby, we can unleash hell on her.
:3
The stitches were not even, nor were they remotely tidy. It didn't shock her really, considering she had almost no experience with a needle & tread, & certainly none on healing someone. Thankfully, all that mattered was that the offending gash was sewn shut now, & the khal would begin to heal. He would live to see their son & continue his reign as khal. After gently dabbing the stitches with wine & covering them with a traditional khalasar bandage, Daenerys leaned into Drogo, gently kissing over the stitched wound & smiled up at him. Usually, she held back her crying to be strong for him, but there was no holding back the tears that fell down her cheeks.
"I know that I wasn't the best helper in this situation," Dany admitted as she wiped her wet cheeks with the back of her arm, "But I hope that you can continue to wear that scar with pride." Standing a bit shakily, Dany put away her needle & the things she'd used to patch up Drogo, deciding it would be best if no one knew about tonight until her husband was well again.
"Sun & Stars, let us retire early," Daenerys murmured as she tiredly slumped on the edge of their bed, "We must get you back to being healthy until we can relocate the woman who did this." Lightly rubbing her sore spine, Daenerys began to envision her own angry vengeance on the priestess Mirri. Had she not shown the woman compassion, no, ALL of the women of the Lhazareen village? Earlier that very day, Dany ordered there to be no raping of the women in their tribe, & this woman thought that she was going to rip Dany's beloved khal from her.
Thankfully for her, Daenerys was better at holding in her anger as she urged her husband to come to bed, knowing his arms around her would relax them both. Being awake all night & causing a scene when Drogo was weak enough to be usurped by any man who secretly wished to overthrow the khal would do neither of them any favors. Mirri would be well taken care of when Drogo finished healing.
"I know that I wasn't the best helper in this situation," Dany admitted as she wiped her wet cheeks with the back of her arm, "But I hope that you can continue to wear that scar with pride." Standing a bit shakily, Dany put away her needle & the things she'd used to patch up Drogo, deciding it would be best if no one knew about tonight until her husband was well again.
"Sun & Stars, let us retire early," Daenerys murmured as she tiredly slumped on the edge of their bed, "We must get you back to being healthy until we can relocate the woman who did this." Lightly rubbing her sore spine, Daenerys began to envision her own angry vengeance on the priestess Mirri. Had she not shown the woman compassion, no, ALL of the women of the Lhazareen village? Earlier that very day, Dany ordered there to be no raping of the women in their tribe, & this woman thought that she was going to rip Dany's beloved khal from her.
Thankfully for her, Daenerys was better at holding in her anger as she urged her husband to come to bed, knowing his arms around her would relax them both. Being awake all night & causing a scene when Drogo was weak enough to be usurped by any man who secretly wished to overthrow the khal would do neither of them any favors. Mirri would be well taken care of when Drogo finished healing.
With a nod, Daenerys pieced together her husband's order & poured out his water just outside the door before she came back inside & poured some of the wine into his cup. Handing him the sweetened alcohol, she knelt before him again, giving him an apologetic smile before her warm rag was placed onto his wound & she began to scrub it. She constantly mumbled apologies as her cloth scraped away the rot & puss, not satisfied with an area until it was pink & fleshy once more.
The khal was as strong as ever, if not moreso than she'd ever seen before as she cleaned this wound. Other than a few pained grunts or wincing, he was silent, even when she had to pull back skin to make sure she pulled out all of his infection. One the cleaning was finished, the hot water was poured from her bowl & wine replaced it, Drogo's cup being topped off as well. With shaking hands, Daenerys pulled her string through the wine, giving it more strength & the sterility of the alcoholic liquid. Dany certainly had never stitched a wound before, she'd hardly had much training in stitching clothes, but Drogo needed this to be safe again. & she would not be content until this wound was closed.
She held the needle over an open flame until it grew red and hot, then dipped it in the wine once more. Holding her breath, she threaded the needle, knotted it, and brought it to his open cut. It had started oozing again, but it was only clear fluid now, instead of the foul smelling pus. She glanced up at his face, and let him see her fear. The stitching was going to be far more painful, as necessary as it was.
"I'm so sorry, my Sun & Stars," she apologized once more, "You may want to bite into your arakh blade to keep from attracting attention from the other tents."
Without another warning to Drogo, Daenerys pushed the hot needle into his skin.
The khal was as strong as ever, if not moreso than she'd ever seen before as she cleaned this wound. Other than a few pained grunts or wincing, he was silent, even when she had to pull back skin to make sure she pulled out all of his infection. One the cleaning was finished, the hot water was poured from her bowl & wine replaced it, Drogo's cup being topped off as well. With shaking hands, Daenerys pulled her string through the wine, giving it more strength & the sterility of the alcoholic liquid. Dany certainly had never stitched a wound before, she'd hardly had much training in stitching clothes, but Drogo needed this to be safe again. & she would not be content until this wound was closed.
She held the needle over an open flame until it grew red and hot, then dipped it in the wine once more. Holding her breath, she threaded the needle, knotted it, and brought it to his open cut. It had started oozing again, but it was only clear fluid now, instead of the foul smelling pus. She glanced up at his face, and let him see her fear. The stitching was going to be far more painful, as necessary as it was.
"I'm so sorry, my Sun & Stars," she apologized once more, "You may want to bite into your arakh blade to keep from attracting attention from the other tents."
Without another warning to Drogo, Daenerys pushed the hot needle into his skin.
well, he was being realistic, actually.
as soon as a woman hit her period, she was considered a woman.
& she was expected to do the things a woman did.
it wasn't very pretty.
>.>
as soon as a woman hit her period, she was considered a woman.
& she was expected to do the things a woman did.
it wasn't very pretty.
>.>
though i will say i prefer Dany be 17 when they married, instead of 13.
it's a personal thing for me.
xD
it's a personal thing for me.
xD
The evening after Drogo’s victorious battle over Khal Ogo, the khalasar made camp just outside the Lhazareen village. Daenerys sat curled up on her cushions while she was finishing supper, one hand gently rubbing on her swollen belly. Rhaego was kicking around with his usual vigor. Across the table, Drogo relentlessly picked at the poultice their new enslaved godswife had prepared for his chest wound, deeply concerning his wife.
"Let me see," the khaleesi murmured, crawling over to Drogo, trying to mentally still her actively kicking baby within. She looked closely at where he'd been picking at it, seeing inflamed skin and more swelling than before it had been tended to. Carefully, she lifted a dried corner of the poultice, and gasped. Red and oozing, the wound already smelled foul and infected. Dany grabbed a cloth from the table and began wiping it off.
"Oh no, my Sun & Stars, this is bad, very bad,” Daenerys said as she tried to wipe off what she could, “I think she tried to make this worse!"
Realizing she was getting nowhere, Dany called out for Irri and Jhiqui to bring her hot water. After the water was brought, she dismissed them both, not wanting it to get out that their Khal was ill. Pulling the water to the edge of the table, Dany began to soak another cloth, feeling her heart pounding in her ears now in a near panic.
“I’m going to need to scrub out your infection & stitch the wound,” Daenerys told the khal worriedly. Seeing the disgruntled look on Drogo’s face, Dany gave him a rather stern scowl, going to the other side of their home to grab a wine skin, needle set, & some thread. Thankfully, not being under her brother’s thumb anymore allowed her to grow a backbone, even against her fearsome brute of a husband.
"I will do whatever it takes to make this happen," Dany warned, taking the needle out of her bag and setting it onto their table, “If we let anyone know that you’re this ill… no, it isn’t that. Drogo, I simply cannot bear the thought of losing you. Now please, let me do this.”
"Let me see," the khaleesi murmured, crawling over to Drogo, trying to mentally still her actively kicking baby within. She looked closely at where he'd been picking at it, seeing inflamed skin and more swelling than before it had been tended to. Carefully, she lifted a dried corner of the poultice, and gasped. Red and oozing, the wound already smelled foul and infected. Dany grabbed a cloth from the table and began wiping it off.
"Oh no, my Sun & Stars, this is bad, very bad,” Daenerys said as she tried to wipe off what she could, “I think she tried to make this worse!"
Realizing she was getting nowhere, Dany called out for Irri and Jhiqui to bring her hot water. After the water was brought, she dismissed them both, not wanting it to get out that their Khal was ill. Pulling the water to the edge of the table, Dany began to soak another cloth, feeling her heart pounding in her ears now in a near panic.
“I’m going to need to scrub out your infection & stitch the wound,” Daenerys told the khal worriedly. Seeing the disgruntled look on Drogo’s face, Dany gave him a rather stern scowl, going to the other side of their home to grab a wine skin, needle set, & some thread. Thankfully, not being under her brother’s thumb anymore allowed her to grow a backbone, even against her fearsome brute of a husband.
"I will do whatever it takes to make this happen," Dany warned, taking the needle out of her bag and setting it onto their table, “If we let anyone know that you’re this ill… no, it isn’t that. Drogo, I simply cannot bear the thought of losing you. Now please, let me do this.”
apparently you have to post the OOC before the IC now?
is there something that we have to cover before starting?
considering Daenerys & Drogo are already created & stuff, we don't necessarily have to do character sheets or anything.
is there something that we have to cover before starting?
considering Daenerys & Drogo are already created & stuff, we don't necessarily have to do character sheets or anything.
I can't take this class yet.
I haven't taken the prerequisite.
xD
I haven't taken the prerequisite.
xD
sorry, didn't know the issue was taken care of.
x-x
he posted something rather rude in on of my int check earlier, & in no way did his comments seem like they could be constructive.
when I saw this thread, I didn't read through it, just was angered that he wold go a step further & publicly shame whoever her wanted to.
I'll step out now, I've clearly made my point.~
x-x
he posted something rather rude in on of my int check earlier, & in no way did his comments seem like they could be constructive.
when I saw this thread, I didn't read through it, just was angered that he wold go a step further & publicly shame whoever her wanted to.
I'll step out now, I've clearly made my point.~
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