The king scrawled his signature blindly, leaving a smear of blood across the letter. This is a gift worthy of a great warrior, 0 blood of my blood, and I am but a woman. My lord father has sent me to greet you, and inquire as to who leads this mighty host. Lord Nestor ignored the banter.
The next morning, the morning of the third day, Ser Boros Blount of the Kingsguard came to escort her to the queen. DAENERYSThe flies circled Khal Drogo slowly, their wings buzzing, a low thrum at the edge of hearing that filled Dany with dread. Perhaps the direwolf and the lion were not the only beasts in the woods, and if that was true, someone was using him as a catspaw. Your lord father sent you to us, Jon.
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