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Soon
there
would
be
laughter
,
when
the
men
of
her
khas
told
the
story
of
what
had
happened
in
the
grasses
today
.
By
the
time
Viserys
came
limping
back
among
them
,
every
man
,
woman
,
and
child
in
the
camp
would
know
him
for
a
walker
.
There
were
no
secrets
in
the
khalasar
.
Dany
gave
the
silver
over
to
the
slaves
for
grooming
and
entered
her
tent
.
It
was
cool
and
dim
beneath
the
silk
.
As
she
let
the
door
flap
close
behind
her
,
Dany
saw
a
finger
of
dusty
red
light
reach
out
to
touch
her
dragon
's
eggs
across
the
tent
.
For
an
instant
a
thousand
droplets
of
scarlet
flame
swam
before
her
eyes
.
She
blinked
,
and
they
were
gone
.
Stone
,
she
told
herself
.
They
are
only
stone
,
even
Illyrio
said
so
,
the
dragons
are
all
dead
.
She
put
her
palm
against
the
black
egg
,
fingers
spread
gently
across
the
curve
of
the
shell
.
The
stone
was
warm
.
Almost
hot
.
"
The
sun
,
"
Dany
whispered
.
"
The
sun
warmed
them
as
they
rode
.
"
She
commanded
her
handmaids
to
prepare
her
a
bath
.
Doreah
built
a
fire
outside
the
tent
,
while
Irri
and
Jhiqui
fetched
the
big
copper
tub
--
another
bride
gift
--
from
the
packhorses
and
carried
water
from
the
pool
.
When
the
bath
was
steaming
,
Irri
helped
her
into
it
and
climbed
in
after
her
.
"
Have
you
ever
seen
a
dragon
?
"
she
asked
as
Irri
scrubbed
her
back
and
Jhiqui
sluiced
sand
from
her
hair
.
She
had
heard
that
the
first
dragons
had
come
from
the
east
,
from
the
ShadowLands
beyond
Asshai
and
the
islands
of
the
JadeSea
.
Perhaps
some
were
still
living
there
,
in
realms
strange
and
wild
.
"
Dragons
are
gone
,
Khaleesi
,
"
Irri
said
.
"
Dead
,
"
agreed
Jhiqui
.
"
Long
and
long
ago
.
"
Viserys
had
told
her
that
the
last
Targaryen
dragons
had
died
no
more
than
a
century
and
a
half
ago
,
during
the
reign
of
Aegon
III
,
who
was
called
the
Dragonbane
.
That
did
not
seem
so
long
ago
to
Dany
.
"
Everywhere
?
"
she
said
,
disappointed
.
"
Even
in
the
east
?
"
Magic
had
died
in
the
west
when
the
Doom
fell
on
Valyria
and
the
Lands
of
the
Long
Summer
,
and
neither
spell-forged
steel
nor
stormsingers
nor
dragons
could
hold
it
back
,
but
Dany
had
always
heard
that
the
east
was
different
.
It
was
said
that
manticores
prowled
the
islands
of
the
JadeSea
,
that
basilisks
infested
the
jungles
of
Yi
Ti
,
that
spellsingers
,
warlocks
,
and
aeromancers
practiced
their
arts
openly
in
Asshai
,
while
shadowbinders
and
bloodmages
worked
terrible
sorceries
in
the
black
of
night
.
Why
should
n't
there
be
dragons
too
?
"
No
dragon
,
"
Irri
said
.
"
Brave
men
kill
them
,
for
dragon
terrible
evil
beasts
.
It
is
known
.
"
"
It
is
known
,
"
agreed
Jhiqui
.
