Have no fear, lady. When Dany paused before his stall, he bowed low. Robert was breathing heavily by the time they reached the bottom of the stairs, his face red in the lantern light as they stepped out into the darkness of the crypt. What was he now? she wondered.
She held the sword in her left hand. When at last Daenerys found the strength to raise her head, she saw the crowd dispersing, the Dothraki stealing silently back to their tents and sleeping mats. The one with the whip, young Jhogo, rasped a question. Sam sagged with relief, mopping at his brow with,a scrap of silk.
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