When he pulled his hand out, golden kernels slid from between his fingers into the air. She was the seed of kings and conquerors, and so too the child inside her. It was all Jon could do to roll over, retching and shaking. Dany told herself that the stars would be enough.
Off the horse. Syrio Forel allowed himself a smile. Do you like to hunt? The fat boy shuddered. Forget that, you do not need it now, put it aside, put it away.
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