Lilith fell off her horse, but the fall was not serious. She was riding a short filly like Danny, but she was going into premature labor …
Premature labor was not a big deal, and the due date was only a few days away. The key was that the fall had caused the fetus to be in the wrong position, and the fetus would be stuck in the womb.
The Dothraki Hairless Men were blessed by the Horse God for the most common knife wounds, and they … They had given Lilith a death sentence.
"Send her to my palace." Danny's violet eyes flashed with a dark light, and she turned to the maid behind her. "Irri, get someone to isolate a corner of the palace, and do not disturb the khal."
Drogo's grass curtain palace had to accommodate the daily meetings of the Khalasar leader. It was two hundred square meters wide, and there was enough space for a pregnant woman.
The black slave woman and the Centaurs were not surprised by Kalixi's actions: Danny Lilith had offended a group of Dothraki warriors in order to save a shepherd woman who had been raped.
Lilith was one of the Centaurs after all.
Well, if you marry a chicken, follow the chicken; if you marry a horse, follow the horse.
"She made a mistake and said something she should not have said, and she should be punished, but she has also bred a new seed for the Khalasar.
Tell Jake that if this woman gives birth to a strong boy, her crime will be forgiven, but if it is a girl, I will give her twenty lashes and demote her to a slave. "
The slave woman received Kalixi's orders and hurriedly went to report to Jake …
Danny Lilith had just returned to the tent when Sir Jorah asked her to dismiss the maids and servants, and said with a serious expression, "There are rumors everywhere, all of the Khalasar … Khal Drogo fell off his own horse."
"He did not." "retorted Dany.
"Because you supported him, I saw it, his Bloodriders saw it, and the Khalasar behind you all saw it." His bear-like face was covered in sweat. "You know his situation better than I do, even if he can fool them today, what about tomorrow, or the day after? Soon he won't even be able to climb onto the horse, and then … "
A khal who could not ride a horse would not have the ability to rule, and Kalixi who was alive and kicking, as wise as Zhuge … was also useless.
"I've already made my decision. Don't bring up the idea of escaping again. Leaving will only lead to death." Pausing for a moment, she looked straight into Chora's eyes. "Sir, you are my Knight of Oaths. I hope you can keep me safe in the upcoming turmoil."
"There is no doubt about that. Before I lose my life, no one will harm you." Jorah Mormont nodded solemnly and made a promise.
"But, if we lose Drogo, his Khalasar will immediately fall into chaos. If I'm alone, I'm afraid …"
"Don't worry, my Kaas tribe will cooperate with you."
Danny looked him up and down. He was wearing a bleached Dothraki vest, and his bare skin was red from the sun. He was wearing loose striped sand silk trousers, and riding sandals that were tied to his knees and exposed his toes. His sword was hanging from a zigzag horsehair belt.
Other than the braids without bells, he was completely dressed like a centaur.
"From now on, you must wear the knight's armor" she said.
"Yes, I understand." The Big Bear nodded in agreement.
Lilith's scattered cries for help came from the innermost corner of the Straw Curtain Palace. Danny Lilith sent the Big Bear to change his equipment. She lifted the cowhide curtain and went outside the house.
On the hill next to the Straw Curtain Palace, Coholo stood high above. He shouted with a serious expression and commanded the tribe to set up camp.
It was obvious that he was worried about Drogo's injury and was in a bad mood.
Danny waved him down and said, "Coholo, go and find Millie Maz Tur."
"Witch?" He spat. "I won't do it. Khaleesi, you have no right to order me. "
Although Danny Lilith had saved Millie Maz Tur, her status as a slave did not change. She should be with the other "sheep people" in the long line of slaves.
"For Lilith. Our hairless people can't heal her. Why don't we let Millie Maz Tur try? "she told him.
Coholo stared at her from his horse. His eyes were as hard as flint. "Witches are women who sleep with demons. They are evil, cruel, and soulless. They perform the darkest and most terrible witchcraft. At night, they will look for men and drain their energy until they die. Trusting them is the stupidest thing in the world. "
Fear the ghosts and avoid them.
The Dothraki were not proficient in black magic, but they had developed a smart and applicable tradition over thousands of years of life evolution.
If it was not for Danny Lilith, an outsider, who intervened, Drogo might not have died of inflammation in his wound.
Danny touched her belly and advised, "I don't trust her, but if she can save Lilith from a difficult birth, won't the safety of the child in my belly be more assured?"
The old Blood Allblood Allblood's mouth opened and closed. He looked at her with pity and left without saying anything.
He thought she did not know about the Dothraki tradition …
Danny Lilith's eyes were deep as she watched the old man's figure disappear into the yurts. She turned to call for Eloye, the first woman Danny rescued outside the mud wall of the town of "sheep people", a shy sheep girl.
After bathing and changing clothes, Danny sat quietly beside the bonfire in the center of the camp. The flames were blazing and the heat was overwhelming. The maids could not stand it and were all sent away by her. It was afternoon, the sun was high in the sky, and the weather was unbearably hot.
After a while, Coholo carried the short sheep witch in his hand and strode in.
Millie Maz Tur's clothes were tattered, her face was swollen, blood dripped from the corner of her mouth, and one of her front teeth was missing. It was obvious that she had been beaten up before she came.
After instructing Sir Jorah not to let anyone in, she handed Millie Maz Tur a cup of mare's milk and asked, "You said before that you are proficient in the art of childbirth?"
Millie Maz Tur wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and took the cowhorn cup. She gulped it down before she panted and said, "Mistress Silver, my mother was a former priestess. She taught me songs and spells to please the High Shepherd God, as well as how to make holy smoke and holy ointment with leaves, roots, and berries.
When I was young and beautiful, I followed a caravan to Asha by the shadow and asked for advice from their magicians. Ships from countless countries gathered in Asha, so I stayed there for a long time to learn the medical skills of the foreign people.
A Moon Singer from Jougesnai taught me her song of childbirth, and a woman from your riding people taught me the magic of grass, corn, and horses.
There was also a Scholar Marwin from the Sunset Land (Westeros). He cut open corpses and told me all the secrets buried under the skin. "
He was a sea turtle who had studied abroad and had obtained several "doctorates" in medicine.
Millie looked at Zhuo Ge on the bed twenty feet away and explained helplessly, "I am proficient in many medical skills, but Zhuo Ge gave up on my ointment seven days ago …"
Danny Lilith interrupted her and pointed to the screen in the corner of the room. "There is a pregnant woman who fell off a horse. She is the one you are treating today."
"The other Mistress Silver?" Millie Maz Tur seemed to have heard about Lilith as well. She raised her head and pointed at Zhuo Ge on the bed with her chin and asked, "Do we not need to treat this great warrior on horseback immediately?"
Danny Lilith looked down and stroked her belly. "Don't worry about the khal. My child is about to be born. You must use Lilith to prove your ability in obstetrics and gynecology."
"As you wish, Mistress Silver," the witch answered honestly.
In order to avoid affecting Zhuo Ge, the straw bed where Lilith was placed was separated from the main body of the palace.
In other words, a small straw curtain room with a door was built next to the hall. She did not need to pass by the khal's bed.
Separated by a thick straw curtain, there was also a wooden screen from the Midsummer Islands. There were hundreds of lifelike and colorful carvings of rare birds and beasts on it. It was a gift from the Trade Federation to Zhuo Ge.
Millie Maz Tur began to sing a strange song in a language that Danny had never heard before. It was soft and melodious, like a girl's song, but also like a passionate poem.
Was it the childbirth song taught to her by the Moon Singer of Jiugsnai?
Or was it the sorcerer's spell of Shadow Yasha?
As the song entered her ears, Danny checked the items around her again. The black dragon egg, the crossbow with a taut bowstring loaded with a metal-tipped arrow, Zhuo Ge's dragon bone dagger, the needle and thread for sewing wounds from the hairless people, poppy wine, and a large piece of cotton cloth that was boiled in water and dried under the scorching sun …
The poppy wine was rubbed on her belly. It felt cool. She bit a piece of cork with her teeth. The dagger cutting her belly did not seem to hurt that much … At least it was much easier than grilling a beauty's leg on charcoal last night …
"Dragon baby, you are the pinnacle of the world's power. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth has been revived with your arrival. You are the god of this world. I need you to give me strength …"
Sticky blood stained the blanket under her. Danny's face was pale. Her forehead was covered with bean-sized beads of sweat. She seemed to be in a daze. The piece of cork in her mouth fell from her open mouth …
Suddenly, the warm fossilized dragon egg between her knees became as hot as charcoal. The stimulation of the heat cleared her mind like never before.
Under normal circumstances in modern hospitals, a cesarean section would take about half an hour. This included the anesthetic process in the early stage.
Danny was in a daze for about twenty minutes. Then, a bloody baby boy appeared in her arms.
Covering his bloody mouth, Danny steeled her heart and poured a small glass of poppy wine into his mouth.
"Riding the horse of the world, a little anesthetic won't hurt you," Danny whispered to him.
The little guy fell asleep. He hugged the white dragon egg with both hands. The dragon egg was boiling hot …
Another fifteen minutes passed. The witch next door was still singing. Danny held the black dragon egg in her left hand and wiped the blood on her body with her free right hand. Then, she threw all the blood-stained cotton cloth and blanket into the burning firewood beside her.
"Thank you, dragon baby!" Danny caressed the fine scales on the dragon egg lovingly. Her heart was filled with gratitude and love. Just like how Bran and Stark could feel the emotions of Summer (his direwolf's name) at any time, she also had the closest soul bond with the black dragon when she was on the verge of death.
Daenerys could now control the process of entering the Dragon Dream.
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