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"That's a lot of pressure, though," She chuckled, "If I fail...That's bad."

[~echo~]

Alexandra gave a begrudging nod. "Yes. But what I would do is get used to horse meat. If that's your first introduction to horse meat, you'll certainly throw up. And be hungry that day."

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"The Dothraki have odd tastes. I wouldn't have thought to eat horse before coming here," Catherine made a face.

[~echo~]

Alexandra nodded, agreeing. "Yeah. Me neither."

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"But that's all they eat here! I must admit, I find it a little gross," She shrugged, "But I don't really have a choice."

[~echo~]

"Just eat a little every day so you aren't so grossed out. Get used to it."

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Catherine sighed and nodded, "Alright, I'll take that advice."

[~echo~]

Alexandra patted the khaleesi's back. "You'll do wonderfully. I know you will."

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Catherine gave her a thankful smile, "Thank you for the support

[~echo~]

(Want to timeskip to the horse heart ceremony?)

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(Sure.)

Catherine was standing at the entrance of her tent, one hand resting on her belly. Like Alexandra had suggested, she'd been eating horse meat in small doses to get used to it. The day was here now, when she'd have to become a true Khaleesi.

[~echo~]

(Krommo is Akeson's new name :3)

Krommo walked over to the tent and smiled at Catherine. "Good day, my love," he said. "Are you ready for the Horse Heart Ceremony?"

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Catherine pursed her lips and nodded slowly, "Yes, I think I am."

[~echo~]

He kissed her on the lips and then held her hand, leading her to the ceremony tent. A crowd had gathered around that was waiting for their khal and khaleesi.

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Catherine glanced around the tent, her dark eyes wide and worried.

[~echo~]

Krommo hugged her close when he stopped walking. "It'll be okay."

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"Are you sure I can do it?" She asked in a quiet, hesitant voice.

[~echo~]

"I am," he said surely. He put her on the platform and then the ceremony master began chanting.

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Catherine looked around at the gathered Dothraki as the heart was placed before her. It was so big and looked disgusting, but she took a deep breath and picked it up.

[~echo~]

Krommo watched her pick it up, one finger messing with his beard.