Khal Drogo grunted. Another hour and we'll be there. Father looked at her strangely. Quick as a snake, she thought.
Come back to us. MYLORDS! he shouted, his voice booming off the rafters. And now it begins, said Ser Arthur Dayne, the Sword of the Morning. He had laughed about it afterward.
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