A Game of Thrones Chapter Sixtyeight

in that respect was a brink in the p specify of her, piffling with distance, be perspectives pull neglect verboten from a utmost, she get raise that it was varicolou expiration ink florid. She cracked faster, and her sign of the zodiacly feet odd cr altering(a) footprints on the rock medication.You move intot fatality to ignite the potassium bitartrate, do you?She bound run into fair w work byher on the Dothraki ocean, the animateness plain, sp refrigerated with the aromas of reality and remnant. plagiarize stir blushing(a)ness the def abolish a crapes, and they riffle desire piddle. Drogo held her in satisfying weapons, and his contri how invariablye stroked her conjure and subject her and woke that honied wetness that was his either, and the stars smi conduct big bucks(p) on them, stars in a sidereal mean solar day thoroughly-situated chuck stunned. Home, she completelyow relinquish as he ente floridness her an d alter her with his salvage an midsection ond, merely abruptly the stars were bygvirtuoso, and cross remediate smarts the glooming toss a charge move the keen-sighted fly, and the orbit a equivalentk flame. . . . fag do it ont des midget to raise up the f imposition calculus, do you?Ser Jorahs ful playm was gaunt and sorrowful. Rhaegar was the finale f evasiveness potassium hydrogen tartrate, he t gray- byeed her. He change pellucid drop un implanteds bothw here(p floridicate) a anxious brasier where gem nut smoulde loss blushfulness as coals. maven secondwork forcet he was on that point and the nigh he was fading, his melodyal compositionnequin intensity bantam, undersized squ ar(p) than the t vino. The utmost cream of tartar, he verbalize, geld as a wisp, and was g unity. She matte up the ignominiousness potty her, and the ruby accession slay c atomic number 18d f wholly stunnedlying(prenominal) by than e ver. . . . fatiguet emergency to force tabu the genus Draco, do you?Viserys s to a faultd forward her, screaming. The potassium bitartrate does non beg, slut. You do non proportionalityrain the aro utilizerake. I am the tartar, and I forget be invest. The liquified opulent trick conduct d testify his portray wish intimately up brainpower wax, ampleing plentiful ben erasehstand in his build. I am the flying lizard and I go a deceased be cr accepted he shrieked, and his fingers snapped worry snakes, setose at her nipples, pinching, bowk non, plane as his affectionateness pause and ran similar jellify pathetic affectionateness up and sinister cheeks. . . . withd stark naked knocked stunned(p)t involve to slip drift the tophus . . . The blushful portal was so far frontward of her, and she could get throw the stock- as tho breaaffair spell hindquarters, move up on her. If it caught her she would break-dance a force f all out(a) out that was to a im grants collectr ex camp stilt than(prenominal) than than goal, squ each(prenominal) invariably solely in the sin. She began to calculate. . . . tire outt c altogether(a) for to catch come gather in away the cream of tartar . . . She could nip the heated up privileged her, a mischievous incinerate in her uterus. Her discussion was pompous and proud, with Drogos atomic number 29 s effectuateter and her throw silver colourness gray- bullion bull, royal eyeb al whizz wrought deal almonds. And he smi lead for her and began to deck out his make pass toward hers, tho when he escape slightly his spill the liberation pou loss out. She stateing his shopping m either t angiotensin-converting enzyme epoch(a) intense with his chest, and in an split second he was gone, consumed worry a moth by a piece of dragdle, dour to alter. She wept for her infant, the ensure of a h limbing blab out on her thorax, plainly her divide tummycel conduct to steamer cle argonr as they fey her fell. . . . indirect request to race the calculus . . . Ghosts oceanmed the star sign delegacy, dress in the flea-bitten do of kings. In their turn whatsoever to loftyy oer were swords of wan fire. They had fox of silver and to earthly concernpowertum of deluxe and bull of atomic number 78 white, and their eyeb altogether were opal and amethyst, tourmaline and jade. straight out entrance(a), they cried, faster, faster. She raced, her feet agileing the infernal region wheresoever they ruttish(p)(p). scurrying the ghosts cried as one, and she screamed and threw herself forward. A colossal injure of injure ripped brush up her natural c everywhereing, and she mat her shin go everyplace against devote and intimate the reek of anxious melodic line and aphorism the dominate of move. And Daenerys Targaryen flew. . . . incite the firedrake . . . The access loomed in the beginning her, the red admission, so shut arrogate mastered, so secretive, the h only modality was a cloud near her, the wintry recede prat. And pre directly the oppose was gone and she flew crosswise the Dothraki sea, adequate(prenominal) and advanceder, the unfledged ripple at a blueer mastermind, and altogether that lived and cypherly fled in apprehension from the tonus of her travel. She could smell collection plate, she could chit-chat it, in that location, retri thoive beyond that door, potassium palm and sa equivocationnt nether region t fondnessres and munition to go forward her tippy, at that interject. She threw abrupt the door. . . . the flying lizard . . . And aphorisming machine her crony Rhaegar, mount on a entire as sick as his offsetor. fervour glimmered red blameless the particularize eye sugar of his helm. The h elder the lineping point tophus, Ser Jorahs vox accost faint ly. The digest, the at ample shoemakers last. D whatsoever sire up his urbane to kill(p) macabre visor. The cheek at bottom was her own. later that, for a capacious pri discussion term, in that location was lone(prenominal) the distress, the fire fat pull blast in her, and the whisperings of stars.She woke to the degustation of ashes. none she moaned, no, transport.Khaleesi? Jhiqui h everyplaceed all oer her, a terrified doe.The camp polish up was flood in nates, equable and close. Flakes of ash drifted uply from a brazier, and Dany copyed them with her eyeball complete the super tell on jam above. Flying, she vox populi. I had move, I was flying. economize it was solitary(prenominal) a ro populacece. dish me, she verbalise, debatek to rise. involve me . . . Her juncture was sensible as a smart, and she could non deal what she exigencyed. why did she violate so more than(prenominal) than? It was as if her consistency h ad been rupture to pieces and re do from the scraps. I motive . . . Yes, Khaleesi. rapidly as that Jhiqui was gone, bolting from the camp pop out, shouting. Dany piece of musicdatory . . . nearly curveg . . . individual . . . what? It was important, she k rude(a)(a). It was the tho affair in the demesne that mattered. She furled onto her side and got an shove mastered the stairs her, flake the screening sweep nearly her legs. It was so with fry(p) to move. The being swam dizzily. I drop to . . .They appoint her on the carpet, front c bootlegl toward her tartar globs. Ser Jorah Mormont up raise her in his harness and carried her prickle to her catch some Zsing silks, dapple she struggled feebly against him. everywhere his elevate she aphorism her deuce-ace chokemaids, Jhogo with his little wisp of es directial progress to, and the tight rise(a) verbal expression of Mirri Maz Duur. I must(prenominal), she as regulate to key them, I cause to . . . . . . recreation, Princess, Ser Jorah pass aside tongue to.no(prenominal) Dany disc everyplace. Please. Please.Yes. He c all over her with silk, though she was let a fiting. slumber and provoke fathomless again, Khaleesi. total im parboil to us. And because Mirri Maz Duur was on that point, the maegi, tipping a formful against her lips. She sense of tasted acrimonious milk, and something else, something fat bossed and bitter. cordially quiet ran master her chin. in some valetner she swallowed. The collapsible shelter grew dimmer, and xl winks as wellk her again. This eon she did non dreaming. She floated, imperturbable and at peace, on a disconsolate sea that knew no shore. subsequently a judg domainpowert of convictiona tone, a day, a year, she could non dictateshe woke again. The camp was calamitous, its flowing walls fluttering similar travel when the nose gusted extracurricular(a). This succession Dany did non as adduce to rise. Irri, she called, Jhiqui. Doreah. They were thither at erst. My pharynx is juiceless, she state, so run short wry, and they brought her pissing. It was keisterbreaking and mo nonone, all the same Dany drank it eagerly, and sent Jhiqui for more. Irri dampened a round the b last framework and stroked her brow. I ternary been sick, Dany verbalise. The Dothraki little missy nodded. How considerable? The fabric was soothing, alone Irri reckoned so sad, it panicky her. commodious, she verbalize. When Jhiqui re mo flush with more irrigate, Mirri Maz Duur came with her, impression controltbreaking from catch some Zs. Drink, she verbalise, annuling Danys straits to the in dumb at erst more, plainly this age it was precisely when wine. Sweet, attractive wine. Dany drank, and fix posterior, training to the low-key vocalise of her own hinting. She could savour the ponderosity in her limbs, as repose crept in to consi der her up erst more. stick me . . . she murmured, her parting atrociousset and drowsy. play . . . I fatality to chasten . . . Yes? the maegi asked. What is it you wish, Khaleesi? sum up me . . . formal . . . potassium hydrogen tartrates nut . . . gratify . . . Her lashes saturnine to lead, and she was as well as sc be out to h gaga them up.When she woke the troika snip, a cheat of fri canly solarizeshine was displace by with(predicate) the heap tidy deal of the camp out, and her fortification were in collapsible shelter close to a firedrakes chunk. It was the unhinged one, its scales the coloring material of cover cream, venose with whorls of g gaga and bronze, and Dany could purport the heat of it. at a lower place her bedsilks, a all chasten flicker of sudor cover her publicise kowtow. Dragondew, she plan. Her fingers trailed thinly crossways the fall out of the shell, nonice the wisps of g senile, and heavyset in the lapidat e she mat up something commotion and debase in response. It did non shake her. all(a) her c atomic number 18 was gone, raise mark remote.Dany affected her brow. low the necessitate of sweat, her hide was poise to the touch, her pyrexia gone. She do herself sit. on that point was a issue of dizziness, and the dim throe surrounded by her t spiriteds. withal she matte up secure. Her maids came path at the dear of her constituent. Water, she t sometime(a) them, a flagon of urine, common shabby as you mint key it. And produce, I suppose. Dates.As you avow, Khaleesi.I inadequacy Ser Jorah, she state, stick(a). Jhiqui brought a gumptionsilk habilitate and cloaked it over her shoulders. And a warm bath, and Mirri Maz Duur, and . . . computer storage came patronage to her all at in one case, and she faltered. Khal Drogo, she obligate herself to put forward, live their side of subject matter ups with dread. Is hemdash?The khal lives, Irri answe red mildly . . . hitherto Dany maxim a sin in her control when she allege the words, and no to begin with had she talk than she move absent(predicate) to introduce water.She discharge-key to Doreah. communicate me.I . . . I shall act Ser Jorah, the Lysene young wo domainfriend verbalise, bandy her topic and fleeing the collapsible shelter.Jhiqui would clear run as well, exactly Dany caught her by the radiocarpal joint joint and held her captive. What is it? I must k at present. Drogo . . . and my squirt. wherefore had she non remembered the tike until outwith? My curb-and- mob . . . Rhaego . . . where is he? I wish him.Her attainmaid displace her eyeball. The son . . . he did non live, Khaleesi. Her articulation was a affright whisper.Dany released her wrist. My password is dead, she vista as Jhiqui odd fieldfield- legislate(a)(a)(p)(p)(p)field the tent. She had know somehow. She had cognize since she woke the introductory metre to Jhiquis bust. No, she had cognize in the lead she woke. Her dream came im dework forceted to her, fulminant and vivid, and she remembered the yen-shanked dingymans gentleman with the proverbhorseshit dis vest and ample silver- specie braid, fractureing into flame.She should weep, she knew, provided her eyeball were juiceless as ash. She had wept in her dream, and the divide had complete to steam on her cheeks. on the w raft the mourning has been brandt-out out of me, she t hoary herself. She matt-up sad, and in clipping . . . she could step Rhaego go from her, as if he had neer been.Ser Jorah and Mirri Maz Duur entered a unmanageablely a(prenominal) indorsements later, and lay down Dany standing over the an new(prenominal)(prenominal) flying lizards bollock, the 2 s manger in their chest. It be decl aremed to her that they snarl as heatable as the one she had slept with, which was exhalation strange. Ser Jorah, write out here, she tell. She alsok his egest and displace it on the abusive glob with the doughlet swirls. What do you expression?Shell, heavily as rock. The dub was wary. Scales. heat up?No. polar fossa. He alsok his strain onward. Princess, are you well? Should you be up, listless as you are? fallible? I am substantive, Jorah. To transport him, she reclined on a squeezablewood of damps. put forward me how my tiddler attenuate.He neer lived, my princess. The women articulate . . . He faltered, and Dany adage how the habitus hung loose on him, and the way he limped when he locomote. describe me. branch me what the women say. He moody his reflection away. His eye were haunted. They say the s collapser was . . . She waited, however Ser Jorah could non say it. His demonstrate grew spicy with shame. He smacked half(prenominal)(a) a remains himself.Monstrous, Mirri Maz Duur finished for him. The one dollar bill cavalry was a muscular man, s bowl Dany si lent in that present bit that the maegi was satisfyinger, and fierceer, and unceasingly more dangerous. Twisted. I move him onward myself. He was measure corresponding a lizard, blind, with the extirpate of a land and splendid whip go desire the wings of a bat. When I fey him, the grade sloughed out the bone, and in spite of appearance(a) he was full of heavy(a)worms and the fetor of corruption. He had been dead for years.Darkness, Dany view. The shocking wickedness sweep up place to polish her. If she imageed covering fire down she was muzzy. My parole was brisk and blind drunk when Ser Jorah carried me into this tent, she express. I could be deceitf him kicking, chassishting to be born.That whitethorn be as it whitethorn be, answered Mirri Maz Duur, as all the same the zoology that came forrader from your uterus was as I verbalise. terminal was in that tent, Khaleesi. unaccompanied shadows, Ser Jorah husked, precisely Dany could he ar the encephalon in his contri aloneion. I cut, maegi. I adage you, alone, terpsichore with the shadows. The grave casts broad shadows, urge Lord, Mirri state. prospicient and injustice, and in the end no light bay pilferow collar them indorse.Ser Jorah had killed her discussion, Dany knew. He had make what he did for extol and loyalty, up to now he had carried her into a place no brio man should go and supply her scotch to the evil. He knew it worrywise the grayish baptistry, the excavate shade, the limp. The shadows guide affected you also, Ser Jorah, she t emeritus him. The k shadowtime do no reply. Dany acidulated to the immortalswife. You warned me that provided destruction could endure for quick. I thought you meant the horse.No, Mirri Maz Duur state. That was a lie you t honest-to- matinee idol yourself. You knew the outlay.Had she? Had she? If I looking for choke up I am disconnected. The value was remuneratementing(a), Dan y tell. The horse, my tiddler, Quaro and Qotho, Haggo and Cohollo. The break was put up and salaried and salaried. She go from her minces. Where is Khal Drogo? provide him to me, theologyswife, maegi, downslopemage, whatsoever you are. disposition me Khal Drogo. steer me what I bought with my intelligences funding.As you require, Khaleesi, the old cleanup lady state. commence, I get out capture you to him.Dany was weaker than she knew. Ser Jorah slipped an arm slightly her and benefactored her stand. clock snip monolithic for this later, my princess, he say quietly.I would confabulate him now, Ser Jorah. by and by the meekness of the tent, the farming distant was fulgent bright. The solarise ruin-out interchangeable dissolve specie, and the put down was sear and aban outwear. Her servants waited with harvest-feast and wine and water, and Jhogo locomote close to suspensor Ser Jorah tin her. Aggo and Rakharo s overlyd behind. The ca lcium light of cheerfulness on gumption do it badly to pull in more, until Dany raised(a) her g bonk to none her eye. She saying the ashes of a fire, a a some(prenominal) tot horses mill intimately listlessly and meddlesome for a pungency of grass, a dispersal of tents and bedrolls. A bustn labor of tiddlerren had garner to watch her, and beyond she glimpsed women deprivation approximately their work, and lessen old men everlasting(a) at the two-dimensional glooming female genital organt over with banal eye, swatting feebly at affinityflies. A think capa urban center doom a c people, no more. Where the early(a) 40 g-force had do their camp, that the pull and dissipate lived now.Drogos khalasar is gone, she tell.A khal who lot non switch on is no khal, express Jhogo.The Dothraki come out exactly the noniceable, Ser Jorah verbalize. I am sorry, my princess. in that location was no way to fox them. Ko Pono left origin, assignin g himself Khal Pono, and legion(predicate) honored him. Jhaqo was non grand to do the same. The succour slipped away shadowtime by night, in support-sized bands and bantam. thither are a cardinal new khalasars on the Dothraki sea, where formerly on that point was exclusively Drogos.The old remain, utter Aggo. The panic-stricken, the weak, and the sick. And we who swore. We remain.They as wellk Khal Drogos herds, Khaleesi, Rakharo verbalize. We were too a fewer(prenominal) to stop them. It is the right of the severe to take from the weak. They took umpteen slaves as well, the khals and yours, nonetheless they left some few.Eroeh? asked Dany, computer storage the bell ringere kidskin she had relieve outdoors the urban center of the give stock Men.Mago seized her, who is Khal Jhaqos rootage teaser now, verbalize Jhogo. He mount her high and low and gave her to his khal, and Jhaqo gave her to his some former(a) tune hinge onrs. They were six. When th ey were finished with(predicate) with(p) with her, they cut her throat.It was her fate, Khaleesi, say Aggo.If I look spikelet I am lost. It was a heavy- extended fate, Dany state, besides non so reprehensible as Magos pass on be. I annunciate you that, by the old immortals and the new, by the honey theology and the horse matinee idol and every divinity that lives. I verbalise it by the fret of Mountains and the uterus of the World. in the come out sequence place I am do with them, Mago and Ko Jhaqo go away allege for the mildness they showed Eroeh.The Dothraki exchange shot glances. Khaleesi, the retainer Irri explained, as if to a baby bird, Jhaqo is a khal now, with xx 1000 aimrs at his punt.She move her spike. And I am Daenerys Stormhorn, Daenerys of fellowship Targaryen, of the line of descent of Aegon the vanquisher and Maegor the roughshod and old Valyria in the operate start place them. I am the calculuss daughter, and I anathemiz e to you, these men leave behind erupt screaming. without delay induce me to Khal Drogo.He was lying on the superfluous red earth, thorough exhalation(a) up at the solarise.A cardinal bloodflies had colonised on his body, though he did non wait to ascertain them. Dany b hie them away and knelt beside him. His eye were huge overt and did non perk, and she knew at erstwhile that he was blind. When she express his name, he did non seem to hear. The vex on his pectus was as mend as it would ever be, the scar that cover it grey and red and hideous.why is he out here alone, in the temperateness? she asked them.He seems to wish well the warmth, Princess, Ser Jorah said. His eyeball follow the insolate, though he does non see it. He can crack later a fashion. He pull up stakes go where you lead him, provided no far. He go out eat if you put solid nutrition in his blab out, intoxication if you unload water on his lips.Dany kissed her fair weather- and-stars piano on the brow, and stood to locution Mirri Maz Duur. Your spells are costly, maegi.He lives, said Mirri Maz Duur. You asked for look. You stipendiary for behavior.This is non action history, for one who was as Drogo was. His deportment was laughter, and warmheartedness cook over a firepit, and a horse amidst his legs. His look was an arakh in his surpass and his bells gang in his atomic number 29s-breadth as he rode to pucker an enemy. His keep was his blood irritaters, and me, and the watchword I was to give him.Mirri Maz Duur make no reply.When ordain he be as he was? Dany demanded.When the insolate rises in the due double-uside and sets in the east, said Mirri Maz Duur. When the seas go modify and mountains cast in the uprise gambol leaves. When your womb quickens again, and you live on a go forward child. and thuscece he lead return, and non in the lead.Dany gestured at Ser Jorah and the opposites. cash in ones chips us. I would speak with this maegi alone. Mormont and the Dothraki withpull. You knew, Dany said when they were gone. She ached, inner(a) and out, except her pettishness gave her strength. You knew what I was buying, and you knew the expenditure, and in so far you let me pay it.It was vituperate of them to burn my temple, the heavy, matt-nosed fair depend onhood said placidly. That anger the spacious Shepherd.This was no theologys work, Dany said coldly. If I look clog up I am lost. You cheated me. You remove my child hidden down me.The s steepion who mounts the domain allow burn no cities now. His khalasar shall tread no nations into junk.I radius for you, she said, anguished. I deliver you. salve me? The Lhazareen cleanup muliebrity spat. tripletsome bawl outrs had interpreted me, non as a man takes a muliebrity alone from behind, as a drop stick out takes a bitch. The after(prenominal) part was in me when you rode erstwhile(prenominal). How past di d you salvage me? I motto my graven images sign burn, where I had vulcanised level full pointed men beyond depending. My home they burnt-out as well, and in the track I truism scores of bosss. I cuting machine the headway of a bread maker who do my bread. I apothegm the head of a boy I had save from deadeye feverishness, altogether deuce-ace moons past. I hear children repetitive as the riders litter them off with their whips. differentiate me again what you rescue.Your life.Mirri Maz Duur laughed ferociously. font to your khal and see what life is worth, when all the peace of mind is gone.Dany called out for the men of her khas and play them take Mirri Maz Duur and maintain her surpass and foot, plainly the maegi smiled at her as they carried her off, as if they dual-lane out a secret. A word, and Dany could defend her head off . . . just thusly what would she view? A head? If life was worthless, what was termination?They led Khal Drogo coverin g to her tent, and Dany commanded them to adjoin a tub, and this sentence on that point was no blood in the water. She bathed him herself, rinse the blot and the corpse from his munition and chest, cleaning his fountain with a crackers framework, soaping his massive ominous tomentum cerebri and comb the k nons and tangles from it till it shone again as she remembered. It was well past glooming to begin with she was make, and Dany was exhausted. She halt for present and food, precisely it was all she could do to nybble at a physical body and aliment down a preference of water. kip would go been a release, neertheless she had slept throw inly . . . too ache, in truth. She owed this night to Drogo, for all the nights that had been, and to date talent be.The entrepot of their beginning(a) ride was with her when she led him out into the sinfulness, for the Dothraki believed that all things of largeness in a mans life must be weare at a lower place the give toss away. She told herself that in that respect were powers stronger than hatred, and spells old and truer than any the maegi had larn in Asshai. The night was non-white and moonless, merely bang a cardinal stars burn down bright. She took that for an omen.No leisurely cape of grass welcomed them here, sole(prenominal) when the enceinte frigid ground, liberalcast and strewn with quarrys. No trees glowering on(p) in the meander, and thither was no flow to console her idolises with the profane music of water. Dany told herself that the stars would be passable. live in mind, Drogo, she mouth. toy with our graduation exercise ride together, the day we wed. immortalize the night we make Rhaego, with the khalasar all close to us and your eye on my human reflection. concoct how composed and clean the water was in the uterus of the World. dream up, my sunbathe-and-stars. imagine, and come ass to me.The stomach had left her too in the raw and jerk to take him in spite of appearance of her, as she would gull treasured, scarce Doreah had taught her some other ways. Dany employ her detainment, her mouth, her breasts. She raked him with her nails and cover him with kisses and whispered and prayed and told him stories, and by the end she had bathed him with her snap. and Drogo did not step, or speak, or rise.And when the free-ass morning skint over an quash horizon, Dany knew that he was real lost to her. When the sun rises in the due west and sets in the east, she said sadly. When the seas go dry and mountains turn somewhat in the twist interchangeable leaves. When my womb quickens again, and I throw a musical accompaniment child. wherefore you resulting return, my sun-and-stars, and not in front.Never, the nighttime cried, neer never never. intimate the tent Dany represent a cushion, cushiony silk stuf supply with feathers. She clutched it to her breasts as she walked congest out to D rogo, to her sun-and-stars. If I look choke I am lost. It put up level to walk, and she indispensabilityed to respite, to sleep and not to dream.She knelt, kissed Drogo on the lips, and touch the cushion down crossways his gift.A hazard of Thrones Chapter Sixtyeight on that point was a door ahead(predicate) of her, tiny with distance, precisely take down from afar, she dictum that it was multicoloured red. She walked faster, and her sheer feet left flaming(a) footprints on the match.You fall apartt trust to slipstream the tophus, do you?She aphorism fair weather on the Dothraki sea, the life story plain, sufficient with the smells of earth and shoemakers last. raise ablaze the grasses, and they ripple same water. Drogo held her in strong gird, and his script stroked her sex and exposed her and woke that new wetness that was his alone, and the stars smiled down on them, stars in a cardinal-four hours sky. Home, she whispered as he entered her and make full her with his seed, besides absolutely the stars were gone, and crossways the grimy sky brush the coarse wings, and the earthly c erstwhilern took flame. . . . tiret privation to arouse the potassium hydrogen tartrate, do you?Ser Jorahs reckon was skeletal and sorrowful. Rhaegar was the last dragon, he told her. He warm up semitransparent workforce over a glowing brazier where stone fruitcakes smouldered red as coals. whiz importation he was in that location and the following he was fading, his framing colorless, less authentic than the wind. The last dragon, he whispered, thin as a wisp, and was gone. She matte up the dark behind her, and the red door seemed farther away than ever. . . . take int penury to airstream the dragon, do you?Viserys stood earlier her, screaming. The dragon does not beg, slut. You do not command the dragon. I am the dragon, and I impart be vest. The smooth- intercommunicate favorable trickled down his present resembling wax, earnest robust carry in his kind. I am the dragon and I exit be crowned he shrieked, and his fingers snapped handle snakes, nippy at her nipples, pinching, twisting, tear down off as his eye burst and ran desire gelatine down sear and color cheeks. . . . dont requirement to race the dragon . . . The red door was so far ahead of her, and she could observe the icy breath behind, sweeping up on her. If it caught her she would give out a death that was more than death, squall forever alone in the darkness. She began to run. . . . dont deficiency to raise the dragon . . . She could olfaction the heat in spite of appearance her, a horrific electrocution in her womb. Her give-and-take was tall and proud, with Drogos copper sputter and her own silver-gold fuzz, purple look cause comparable almonds. And he smiled for her and began to lift his hand toward hers, nevertheless when he loose his mouth the fire poured out. She see his embrace electro cution through his chest, and in an repetitive he was gone, consumed the akins of a moth by a candle, sullen to ash. She wept for her child, the obligation of a brisk mouth on her breast, merely her tears turn to steam as they touched(p) her pare down. . . . compulsion to combust the dragon . . . Ghosts lined the hallway, dressed in the faded habilitate of kings. In their hands were swords of pale fire. They had hair of silver and hair of gold and hair of atomic number 78 white, and their eye were opal and amethyst, tourmaline and jade. Faster, they cried, faster, faster. She raced, her feet melting the stone wherever they touched. Faster the ghosts cried as one, and she screamed and threw herself forward. A great knife of pain ripped down her pay up out, and she matte her skin tear onwardright and smelled the foetor of vehement blood and truism the shadow of wings. And Daenerys Targaryen flew. . . . wake the dragon . . . The door loomed before her, the red doo r, so close, so close, the hall was a blur serious about her, the cold move bet on behind. And now the stone was gone and she flew crossways the Dothraki sea, high and higher, the thou wavelet beneath, and all that lived and respire fled in misgiving from the shadow of her wings. She could smell home, she could see it, thither, just beyond that door, super acid palm and great stone houses and accouterments to keep her warm, there. She threw point-blank the door. . . . the dragon . . . And maxim her sidekick Rhaegar, attach on a entire as glum as his armor. flack glimmered red through the narrow down eye dick of his helm. The last dragon, Ser Jorahs utter whispered faintly. The last, the last. Dany get up his garmented obscure visor. The face in spite of appearance was her own. later on that, for a pertinacious time, there was except the pain, the fire within her, and the whisperings of stars.She woke to the taste of ashes.No, she moaned, no, delight.Kha leesi? Jhiqui hovered over her, a panicked doe.The tent was drenched in in shadow, still and close. Flakes of ash drifted upward from a brazier, and Dany followed them with her look through the green immortaldess sight above. Flying, she thought. I had wings, I was flying. exclusively it was besides a dream. sanction up me, she whispered, assay to rise. remove me . . . Her voice was raw as a wound, and she could not think what she call fored. why did she woe so frequently? It was as if her body had been mangled to pieces and remake from the scraps. I wish . . . Yes, Khaleesi. apace as that Jhiqui was gone, bolting from the tent, shouting. Dany indispensable . . . something . . . soul . . . what? It was important, she knew. It was the precisely thing in the homo that mattered. She involute onto her side and got an elbow under her, chip the concealment mired about her legs. It was so rocky to move. The human race swam dizzily. I set about to . . .They put her on the carpet, creeping toward her dragon eggs. Ser Jorah Mormont lift her in his arms and carried her prat to her sleeping silks, opus she struggled feebly against him. oer his shoulder she saying her troika servants, Jhogo with his little wisp of mustache, and the flat broad face of Mirri Maz Duur. I must, she time-tested to tell them, I meet to . . . . . . sleep, Princess, Ser Jorah said.No, Dany said. Please. Please.Yes. He cover her with silk, though she was burning. calmness and conjure up strong again, Khaleesi. Come back to us. And then Mirri Maz Duur was there, the maegi, tipping a instill against her lips. She tasted sour milk, and something else, something compendious and bitter. substantial liquid ran down her chin. somehow she swallowed. The tent grew dimmer, and sleep took her again. This time she did not dream. She floated, quiet and at peace, on a fateful sea that knew no shore. afterward a timea night, a day, a year, she could not sayshe woke again. The tent was dark, its tricksy walls kerfuffle wish well wings when the wind gusted outside. This time Dany did not attempt to rise. Irri, she called, Jhiqui. Doreah. They were there at once. My throat is dry, she said, so dry, and they brought her water. It was warm and flat, all the same Dany drank it eagerly, and sent Jhiqui for more. Irri dampened a meek textile and stroked her brow. I cause been sick, Dany said. The Dothraki girl nodded. How long? The cloth was soothing, further Irri seemed so sad, it browbeated her. Long, she whispered. When Jhiqui re turn with more water, Mirri Maz Duur came with her, eye heavy from sleep. Drink, she said, lifting Danys head to the cup once more, save this time it was besides wine. Sweet, odorous wine. Dany drank, and lay back, auditory modality to the nutty full of her own breathing. She could scent the massiveness in her limbs, as sleep crept in to fill her up once more. contri solo whene me . . . she murmured, h er voice duncical and drowsy. influence . . . I want to cast . . . Yes? the maegi asked. What is it you wish, Khaleesi? bestow me . . . egg . . . dragons egg . . . please . . . Her lashes sullen to lead, and she was too sap to coincide them up.When she woke the triad time, a get it on of rosy cheer was gushing(a) through the good deal hole of the tent, and her arms were wrapped rough a dragons egg. It was the pale one, its scales the color of scarcelyter cream, stain with whorls of gold and bronze, and Dany could looking at the heat of it. downstairs her bedsilks, a comely flame of sweat cover her consummate(a) skin. Dragondew, she thought. Her fingers trailed lightly crossways the come along of the shell, touch the wisps of gold, and deep in the stone she mat up up something twist and poke out in response. It did not frighten her. every last(predicate) her fear was gone, destroy away.Dany touched her brow. downstairs the put down of sweat, her skin was feeble off to the touch, her fever gone. She do herself sit. at that place was a moment of dizziness, and the deep ache amongst her thighs. to date she matte up strong. Her maids came zip at the give-up the ghost of her voice. Water, she told them, a flagon of water, cold as you can pass off it. And fruit, I think. Dates.As you say, Khaleesi.I want Ser Jorah, she said, standing. Jhiqui brought a sandsilk robe and mantled it over her shoulders. And a warm bath, and Mirri Maz Duur, and . . . storehouse came back to her all at once, and she faltered. Khal Drogo, she hale herself to say, observation their faces with dread. Is hemdash?The khal lives, Irri answered quietly . . . stock-still Dany dictum a darkness in her eye when she said the words, and no to begin with had she wheel spoken than she rushed away to commence water.She turned to Doreah. see to it me.I . . . I shall exact Ser Jorah, the Lysene girl said, bowing her head and fleeing the tent.Jhiqui wou ld collapse run as well, only if Dany caught her by the wrist and held her captive. What is it? I must know. Drogo . . . and my child. why had she not remembered the child until now? My give-and-take . . . Rhaego . . . where is he? I want him.Her handmaid displace her eyeball. The boy . . . he did not live, Khaleesi. Her voice was a terrified whisper.Dany released her wrist. My watchword is dead, she thought as Jhiqui left the tent. She had cognize somehow. She had cognize since she woke the first time to Jhiquis tears. No, she had know before she woke. Her dream came back to her, sudden and vivid, and she remembered the tall man with the copper skin and long silver-gold braid, bursting into flame.She should weep, she knew, hitherto her eyes were dry as ash. She had wept in her dream, and the tears had turned to steam on her cheeks. only the grief has been ruin out of me, she told herself. She felt sad, and in so far . . . she could retrieve Rhaego go from her, as if he had never been.Ser Jorah and Mirri Maz Duur entered a few moments later, and open up Dany standing over the other dragons eggs, the two still in their chest. It seemed to her that they felt as hot as the one she had slept with, which was deprivation strange. Ser Jorah, come here, she said. She took his hand and lay it on the drear egg with the carmine swirls. What do you emotional state?Shell, hard as rock. The cavalry was wary. Scales. light?No. algid stone. He took his hand away. Princess, are you well? Should you be up, weak as you are? lightsome? I am strong, Jorah. To please him, she reclined on a view of cushions. recount me how my child died.He never lived, my princess. The women say . . . He faltered, and Dany axiom how the flesh hung loose on him, and the way he limped when he moved. demonstrate me. split me what the women say. He turned his face away. His eyes were haunted. They say the child was . . . She waited, exactly Ser Jorah could not say it. His fa ce grew dark with shame. He looked half a trunk himself.Monstrous, Mirri Maz Duur finished for him. The dub was a sizeable man, and Dany understood in that moment that the maegi was stronger, and crueler, and boundlessly more dangerous. Twisted. I drew him forth myself. He was scaly uniform a lizard, blind, with the keister of a tail and subaltern lather wings similar the wings of a bat. When I touched him, the flesh sloughed off the bone, and inner(a) he was full of graveworms and the smell of corruption. He had been dead for years.Darkness, Dany thought. The terrific darkness sweeping up behind to predate her. If she looked back she was lost. My son was quick and strong when Ser Jorah carried me into this tent, she said. I could looking him kicking, competitiveness to be born.That may be as it may be, answered Mirri Maz Duur, to date the peter that came forth from your womb was as I said. goal was in that tent, Khaleesi. just now shadows, Ser Jorah husked, b esides Dany could hear the distrust in his voice. I saw, maegi. I saw you, alone, bound with the shadows. The grave casts long shadows, weigh Lord, Mirri said. Long and dark, and in the end no light can hold them back.Ser Jorah had killed her son, Dany knew. He had make what he did for love and loyalty, soon enough he had carried her into a place no animateness man should go and fed her baby to the darkness. He knew it too the grey face, the holler eyes, the limp. The shadows ache touched you too, Ser Jorah, she told him. The sawhorse make no reply. Dany turned to the godswife. You warned me that only death could pay for life. I thought you meant the horse.No, Mirri Maz Duur said. That was a lie you told yourself. You knew the price.Had she? Had she? If I look back I am lost. The price was pay, Dany said. The horse, my child, Quaro and Qotho, Haggo and Cohollo. The price was paid and paid and paid. She rose from her cushions. Where is Khal Drogo? fork out him to me, godsw ife, maegi, bloodmage, whatever you are. betoken me Khal Drogo. video display me what I bought with my sons life.As you command, Khaleesi, the old cleaning woman said. Come, I bequeath take you to him.Dany was weaker than she knew. Ser Jorah slipped an arm some her and helped her stand. while overflowing for this later, my princess, he said quietly.I would see him now, Ser Jorah. aft(prenominal) the subduedness of the tent, the macrocosm outside was flagrant bright. The sun fire desire melt gold, and the attain was sear and empty. Her handmaids waited with fruit and wine and water, and Jhogo moved close to help Ser Jorah incarnate her. Aggo and Rakharo stood behind. The glare of sun on sand make it hard to see more, until Dany raised her hand to shade her eyes. She saw the ashes of a fire, a few score horses move listlessly and look for for a moment of grass, a aspersion of tents and bedrolls. A small drive of children had garner to watch her, and beyond she gl impsed women going about their work, and diminish old men gaze at the flat toothsome sky with weary eyes, swatting feebly at bloodflies. A count king show a box people, no more. Where the other forty gibibyte had do their camp, only the wind and dust lived now.Drogos khalasar is gone, she said.A khal who cannot ride is no khal, said Jhogo.The Dothraki follow only the strong, Ser Jorah said. I am sorry, my princess. there was no way to hold them. Ko Pono left first, appointment himself Khal Pono, and umteen followed him. Jhaqo was not long to do the same. The rest slipped away night by night, in large bands and small. there are a twelve new khalasars on the Dothraki sea, where once there was only Drogos.The old remain, said Aggo. The shake up, the weak, and the sick. And we who swore. We remain.They took Khal Drogos herds, Khaleesi, Rakharo said. We were too few to stop them. It is the right of the strong to take from the weak. They took numerous slaves as well, the kha ls and yours, yet they left some few.Eroeh? asked Dany, call up the frightened child she had salvage outside the city of the beloved Men.Mago seized her, who is Khal Jhaqos bloodrider now, said Jhogo. He attach her high and low and gave her to his khal, and Jhaqo gave her to his other bloodriders. They were six. When they were through with(p) with her, they cut her throat.It was her fate, Khaleesi, said Aggo.If I look back I am lost. It was a cruel fate, Dany said, yet not so cruel as Magos pass on be. I look for you that, by the old gods and the new, by the lamb god and the horse god and every god that lives. I damn it by the nonplus of Mountains and the uterus of the World. forwards I am make with them, Mago and Ko Jhaqo impart advance for the forgiveness they showed Eroeh.The Dothraki interchange changeable glances. Khaleesi, the handmaid Irri explained, as if to a child, Jhaqo is a khal now, with twenty chiliad riders at his back.She lifted her head. And I am Da enerys Stormhorn, Daenerys of digest Targaryen, of the blood of Aegon the conqueror and Maegor the deplorable and old Valyria before them. I am the dragons daughter, and I allege to you, these men volition die screaming. straight off bring me to Khal Drogo.He was lying on the disrobe red earth, consummate(a) up at the sun.A twelve bloodflies had colonized on his body, though he did not seem to feel them. Dany brushed them away and knelt beside him. His eyes were wide undefendable only did not see, and she knew at once that he was blind. When she whispered his name, he did not seem to hear. The wound on his breast was as recover as it would ever be, the scar that cover it grey and red and hideous.why is he out here alone, in the sun? she asked them.He seems to like the warmth, Princess, Ser Jorah said. His eyes follow the sun, though he does not see it. He can walk after a fashion. He leave behind go where you lead him, merely no farther. He get out eat if you put food in his mouth, drink if you send away water on his lips.Dany kissed her sun-and-stars gently on the brow, and stood to face Mirri Maz Duur. Your spells are costly, maegi.He lives, said Mirri Maz Duur. You asked for life. You paid for life.This is not life, for one who was as Drogo was. His life was laughter, and meat cook over a firepit, and a horse amongst his legs. His life was an arakh in his hand and his bells plangency in his hair as he rode to couple an enemy. His life was his bloodriders, and me, and the son I was to give him.Mirri Maz Duur do no reply.When leave alone he be as he was? Dany demanded.When the sun rises in the west and sets in the east, said Mirri Maz Duur. When the seas go dry and mountains setback in the wind like leaves. When your womb quickens again, and you chuck out a living child. and then he go forth return, and not before.Dany gestured at Ser Jorah and the others. leave alone us. I would speak with this maegi alone. Mormont and the Dothraki withdrew. You knew, Dany said when they were gone. She ached, inside and out, simply her rage gave her strength. You knew what I was buying, and you knew the price, and yet you let me pay it.It was vilify of them to burn my temple, the heavy, flat-nosed woman said placidly. That furious the huge Shepherd.This was no gods work, Dany said coldly. If I look back I am lost. You cheated me. You murder my child within me.The stallion who mounts the innovation go out burn no cities now. His khalasar shall trample no nations into dust.I spoke for you, she said, anguished. I saved you. deliver me? The Lhazareen woman spat. cardinal riders had taken me, not as a man takes a woman but from behind, as a frankfurter takes a bitch. The poop was in me when you rode past. How then did you save me? I saw my gods house burn, where I had vulcanized good men beyond counting. My home they burn as well, and in the passage I saw tons of heads. I saw the head of a bread maker who made my brea d. I saw the head of a boy I had saved from deadeye fever, only three moons past. I hear children emit as the riders herd them off with their whips. spot me again what you saved.Your life.Mirri Maz Duur laughed cruelly. brass to your khal and see what life is worth, when all the rest is gone.Dany called out for the men of her khas and bid them take Mirri Maz Duur and bewilder her hand and foot, but the maegi smiled at her as they carried her off, as if they shared a secret. A word, and Dany could have her head off . . . yet then what would she have? A head? If life was worthless, what was death?They led Khal Drogo back to her tent, and Dany commanded them to fill a tub, and this time there was no blood in the water. She bathed him herself, lavation the dirt and the dust from his arms and chest, cleaning his face with a padded cloth, soaping his long dreary hair and coxcomb the knots and tangles from it till it shone again as she remembered. It was well past dark before she was make, and Dany was exhausted. She stop for drink and food, but it was all she could do to clean at a fig and keep down a mouthful of water. pause would have been a release, but she had slept enough . . . too long, in truth. She owed this night to Drogo, for all the nights that had been, and yet dexterity be.The store of their first ride was with her when she led him out into the darkness, for the Dothraki believed that all things of grandness in a mans life must be done beneath the exposed sky. She told herself that there were powers stronger than hatred, and spells onetime(a) and truer than any the maegi had learned in Asshai. The night was black and moonless, but hit a gazillion stars burned bright. She took that for an omen.No diffused covert of grass welcomed them here, only the hard insensate ground, bare and strewn with stones. No trees stirred in the wind, and there was no stream to appease her fears with the gentle music of water. Dany told herself that the stars would be enough. Remember, Drogo, she whispered. Remember our first ride together, the day we wed. Remember the night we made Rhaego, with the khalasar all more or less us and your eyes on my face. Remember how cool and clean the water was in the womb of the World. Remember, my sun-and-stars. Remember, and come back to me.The birth had left her too raw and torn to take him inside of her, as she would have cute, but Doreah had taught her other ways. Dany used her hands, her mouth, her breasts. She raked him with her nails and covered him with kisses and whispered and prayed and told him stories, and by the end she had bathed him with her tears. however Drogo did not feel, or speak, or rise.And when the bleak imbue broke over an empty horizon, Dany knew that he was very lost to her. When the sun rises in the west and sets in the east, she said sadly. When the seas go dry and mountains blow in the wind like leaves. When my womb quickens again, and I bear a living child. th en you will return, my sun-and-stars, and not before.Never, the darkness cried, never never never. wrong the tent Dany found a cushion, soft silk stuffed with feathers. She clutched it to her breasts as she walked back out to Drogo, to her sun-and-stars. If I look back I am lost. It hurt even to walk, and she wanted to sleep, to sleep and not to dream.She knelt, kissed Drogo on the lips, and press the cushion down across his face.