Her father raised his voice still higher, straining to be heard. Ned followed him warily, wondering if this day would ever end. If not, I shall convene the council to hear his final words and consider the matter of the succession, but I will n Fire, he whispered.
had to see. Jhiqui and Irri were of an age with Dany, Dothraki girls taken as slaves when Drogo destroyed their father's khalasar. The serving girl had at least been pleasant. The Lord of Light would hold our city walls against a million Dothraki, or so the red priests promise .
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