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"the dragons are mine." she smiled as drogon came hopping and flapping across the marble floor to crawl up on the cushion beside her.
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"and now his powers grow, khaleesi. and you are the cause of it."
"me?" she laughed. "how could that be?"
the woman stepped closer and lay two fingers on dany’s wrist. "you are the mother of dragons, are you not?"
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blood and fire, thought dany. the words of house targaryen. she had known them all her life. “the blood of my enemies i will shed gladly. the blood of innocents is another matter.”
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i have borne a child, burned a khal, and crossed the red waste and the dothraki sea. mine is the blood of the dragon.
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“moon is no egg. moon is god, woman wife of sun. it is known.”
“it is known,” jhiqui agreed.
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i am afraid, she realized, but i must be brave.
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“you have grown suspicious, daenerys.”
always. “i have grown wise, xaro.”
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rhaegal darted close, but drogon swallowed and screamed, and the smaller green dragon could only hiss in frustration.
"stop that, rhaegal," dany said in annoyance, giving his head a swat. "you had the last one. i'll have no greedy dragons."
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“dany stared at herself in silence. is this the face of a conqueror? so far as she could tell, she still looked like a little girl.”
— daenerys vi, a storm of swords
thank you to the incredibly talented @joleanart for this beautiful depiction of one of my favourite scenes!
"the slavers name themselves the wise masters."
"wise?" dany sat crosslegged on a cushion, and viserion spread his wings and flapped to her side. "we shall see how wise they are," she said as she scratched the dragon's scaly head behind the horns.
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