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Most
of
the
spectators
,
she
noticed
,
were
not
of
the
city
:
she
saw
sailors
off
trading
ships
,
merchants
come
by
caravan
,
dusty
men
out
of
the
red
waste
,
wandering
soldiers
,
craftsmen
,
slavers
.
Jhogo
slid
one
hand
about
her
waist
and
leaned
close
.
"
The
Milk
Men
shun
him
.
Khaleesi
,
do
you
see
the
girl
in
the
felt
hat
?
There
,
behind
the
fat
priest
.
She
is
a
—
"
"
—
cutpurse
,
"
finished
Dany
.
She
was
no
pampered
lady
,
blind
to
such
things
.
She
had
seen
cutpurses
aplenty
in
the
streets
of
the
Free
Cities
,
during
the
years
she
’
d
spent
with
her
brother
,
running
from
the
Usurper
’
s
hired
knives
.
The
mage
was
gesturing
,
urging
the
flames
higher
and
higher
with
broad
sweeps
of
his
arms
.
As
the
watchers
craned
their
necks
upward
,
the
cutpurses
squirmed
through
the
press
,
small
blades
hidden
in
their
palms
.
They
relieved
the
prosperous
of
their
coin
with
one
hand
while
pointing
upward
with
the
other
.
When
the
fiery
ladder
stood
forty
feet
high
,
the
mage
leapt
forward
and
began
to
climb
it
,
scrambling
up
hand
over
hand
as
quick
as
a
monkey
.
Each
rung
he
touched
dissolved
behind
him
,
leaving
no
more
than
a
wisp
of
silver
smoke
.
When
he
reached
the
top
,
the
ladder
was
gone
and
so
was
he
.
"
A
fine
trick
,
"
announced
Jhogo
with
admiration
.
"
No
trick
,
"
a
woman
said
in
the
Common
Tongue
.
Dany
had
not
noticed
Quaithe
in
the
crowd
,
yet
there
she
stood
,
eyes
wet
and
shiny
behind
the
implacable
red
lacquer
mask
.
"
What
mean
you
,
my
lady
?
"
"
Half
a
year
gone
,
that
man
could
scarcely
wake
fire
from
dragonglass
.
He
had
some
small
skill
with
powders
and
wildfire
,
sufficient
to
entrance
a
crowd
while
his
cutpurses
did
their
work
.
He
could
walk
across
hot
coals
and
make
burning
roses
bloom
in
the
air
,
but
he
could
no
more
aspire
to
climb
the
fiery
ladder
than
a
common
fisherman
could
hope
to
catch
a
kraken
in
his
nets
.
"
Dany
looked
uneasily
at
where
the
ladder
had
stood
.
Even
the
smoke
was
gone
now
,
and
the
crowd
was
breaking
up
,
each
man
going
about
his
business
.
In
a
moment
more
than
a
few
would
find
their
purses
flat
and
empty
.
"
And
now
?
"
"
And
now
his
powers
grow
,
Khaleesi
.
And
you
are
the
cause
of
it
.
"
