55.
He doesn’t reply. His long heavy braid is coiled in the dirt beside him. He begins to remove the rings and bells. After a moment, Dany leans forward to help. When they are done, Drogo nods. Dany hesitates and then understands: she begins to undo his braid. He sits silently, watching her. When she is done he shakes his head and the hair spreads out behind him like a river of darkness. Now it’s his turn. Drogo undresses her, his fingers deft and strangely gentle. He removes her silks one by one while Dany sits unmoving, staring at his dark eyes.
When he bares her small breasts, she averts her eyes and covers herself with her hands.
KHAL DROGO
No.
He pulls her hands away from her breasts, gentle but firm. He lifts her face again to make her look at him.
KHAL DROGO
No.
He pulls off the last of her silks. She shivers in the evening wind. Khal Drogo, still sitting with his legs crossed, looks at her, drinking in her body with his eyes. He runs his hand gently down her leg. He strokes her face, tracing the curves of her ears, running a finger over her lips. He turns her around, kissing her from the nape of her neck to the small of her back. He pulls her down into his lap. Dany is flushed and breathless. He cups her face in his huge hands and she looks into his eyes.
KHAL DROGO
No?
She takes his hand and moves it between her thighs.
DAENERYS
Yes.
EXT. WINTERFELL - COURTYARD - DAWN
Near the main gate, the King’s hunting party is almost ready to leave. Hullen the horse master checks the saddles; other retainers sharpen spears and ready the hounds.
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