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That
much
I
can
do
for
him
.
No
ghosts
troubled
her
sleep
that
night
.
She
dreamed
of
Drogo
and
the
first
ride
they
had
taken
together
on
the
night
they
were
wed
.
In
the
dream
it
was
not
horses
they
rode
,
but
dragons
.
The
next
morn
,
she
summoned
her
bloodriders
.
"
Blood
of
my
blood
,
"
she
told
the
three
of
them
,
"
I
have
need
of
you
.
Each
of
you
is
to
choose
three
horses
,
the
hardiest
and
healthiest
that
remain
to
us
.
Load
as
much
water
and
food
as
your
mounts
can
bear
,
and
ride
forth
for
me
.
Aggo
shall
strike
southwest
,
Rakharo
due
south
.
Jhogo
,
you
are
to
follow
shierak
qiya
on
southeast
.
"
"
What
shall
we
seek
,
Khaleesi
?
"
asked
Jhogo
.
"
Whatever
there
is
,
"
Dany
answered
.
"
Seek
for
other
cities
,
living
and
dead
.
Seek
for
caravans
and
people
.
Seek
for
rivers
and
lakes
and
the
great
salt
sea
.
Find
how
far
this
waste
extends
before
us
,
and
what
lies
on
the
other
side
.
When
I
leave
this
place
,
I
do
not
mean
to
strike
out
blind
again
.
I
will
know
where
I
am
bound
,
and
how
best
to
get
there
.
"
And
so
they
went
,
the
bells
in
their
hair
ringing
softly
,
while
Dany
settled
down
with
her
small
band
of
survivors
in
the
place
they
named
Vaes
Tolorro
,
the
city
of
bones
.
Day
followed
night
followed
day
.
Women
harvested
fruit
from
the
gardens
of
the
dead
.
Men
groomed
their
mounts
and
mended
saddles
,
stirrups
,
and
shoes
.
Children
wandered
the
twisty
alleys
and
found
old
bronze
coins
and
bits
of
purple
glass
and
stone
flagons
with
handles
carved
like
snakes
.
One
woman
was
stung
by
a
red
scorpion
,
but
hers
was
the
only
death
.
The
horses
began
to
put
on
some
flesh
.
Dany
tended
Ser
Jorah
’
s
wound
herself
,
and
it
began
to
heal
.
Rakharo
was
the
first
to
return
.
Due
south
the
red
waste
stretched
on
and
on
,
he
reported
,
until
it
ended
on
a
bleak
shore
beside
the
poison
water
.
Between
here
and
there
lay
only
swirling
sand
,
wind
-
scoured
rocks
,
and
plants
bristly
with
sharp
thorns
.
He
had
passed
the
bones
of
a
dragon
,
he
swore
,
so
immense
that
he
had
ridden
his
horse
through
its
great
black
jaws
.
Other
than
that
,
he
had
seen
nothing
.
Dany
gave
him
charge
of
a
dozen
of
her
strongest
men
,
and
set
them
to
pulling
up
the
plaza
to
get
to
the
earth
beneath
.
If
devilgrass
could
grow
between
the
paving
stones
,
other
grasses
would
grow
when
the
stones
were
gone
.
They
had
wells
enough
,
no
lack
of
water
.
Given
seed
,
they
could
make
the
plaza
bloom
.
Aggo
was
back
next
.
The
southwest
was
barren
and
burnt
,
he
swore
.
He
had
found
the
ruins
of
two
more
cities
,
smaller
than
Vaes
Tolorro
but
otherwise
the
same
.
One
was
warded
by
a
ring
of
skulls
mounted
on
rusted
iron
spears
,
so
he
dared
not
enter
,
but
he
had
explored
the
second
for
as
long
as
he
could
.
He
showed
Dany
an
iron
bracelet
he
had
found
,
set
with
a
uncut
fire
opal
the
size
of
her
thumb
.
There
were
scrolls
as
well
,
but
they
were
dry
and
crumbling
and
Aggo
had
left
them
where
they
lay
.
