If Things Were Different

Chapter One

Daenerys held in her arms a newborn babe with Drogo looking on. No, not strong and healthy Rhaego, a boy, but weak and tiny Catalan, a girl. Catalan was so small, Drogo could fit his horse ring around her ARM, but she was beautiful with pale porcelain skin, snowy-white hair and purple eyes. They both knew the Dothraki expected a baby boy. And they also knew what they had to do. Drogo grabbed a chest that could float and had air holes.

Daenerys grabbed two thick, wool blankets to line the chest, a small leather head cushion and another wool blanket, except this one is thinner. She hands Catalan off to Drogo and grabs a piece of parchment. She writes:

-Dear Catalan

You may wonder why me and your father gave you up.

Your full name is Catalan Rhaegara Targaryen. Your father

is Drogo, Khal of one of the most feared khalazars. Me, your

mother, I'm Daenerys Targaryen, mother of dragons. Your are

the sister of the Dothraki, sister to the dragons. We want to let you

know we will find you in the future, just hold on, baby girl.

Love,

-Mum and Dad

Daenerys folds and puts it in an envelope, sealing it with a Targaryen house crest wax seal. She also grabs a Targaryen crest locket and a map noting all their locations. Drogo dresses Catalan in a cloth diaper, flannel onesie and dyed black leather pants, then lays her in the chest and tucks the thinner wool blanket around her. Daenerys lays the note, necklace, map and an extra diaper around her feet.

First checking for people, Drogo picks up the chest and the two of them tiptoe to the shore of the sea. "Bye-bye, Catalan," whispers Daenerys. Drogo gently places the chest on the water and they watch as their infant daughter floats down the sea, riding the currents.