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Gods
,
how
are
we
going
to
feed
them
all
?
On
his
way
already
,
you
said
?
Damn
the
man
.
Damn
his
royal
hide
.
"
Her
brother
held
the
gown
up
for
her
inspection
.
"
This
is
beauty
.
Touch
it
.
Go
on
.
Caress
the
fabric
.
"
Dany
touched
it
.
The
cloth
was
so
smooth
that
it
seemed
to
run
through
her
fingers
like
water
.
She
could
not
remember
ever
wearing
anything
so
soft
.
It
frightened
her
.
She
pulled
her
hand
away
.
"
Is
it
really
mine
?
"
"
A
gift
from
the
Magister
Illyrio
,
"
Viserys
said
,
smiling
.
Her
brother
was
in
a
high
mood
tonight
.
"
The
color
will
bring
out
the
violet
in
your
eyes
.
And
you
shall
have
gold
as
well
,
and
jewels
of
all
sorts
.
Illyrio
has
promised
.
Tonight
you
must
look
like
a
princess
.
"
A
princess
,
Dany
thought
.
She
had
forgotten
what
that
was
like
.
Perhaps
she
had
never
really
known
.
"
Why
does
he
give
us
so
much
?
"
she
asked
.
"
What
does
he
want
from
us
?
"
For
nigh
on
half
a
year
,
they
had
lived
in
the
magister
's
house
,
eating
his
food
,
pampered
by
his
servants
.
Dany
was
thirteen
,
old
enough
to
know
that
such
gifts
seldom
come
without
their
price
,
here
in
the
free
city
of
Pentos
.
"
Illyrio
is
no
fool
,
"
Viserys
said
.
He
was
a
gaunt
young
man
with
nervous
hands
and
a
feverish
look
in
his
pale
lilac
eyes
.
"
The
magister
knows
that
I
will
not
forget
my
friends
when
I
come
into
my
throne
.
"
Dany
said
nothing
.
Magister
Illyrio
was
a
dealer
in
spices
,
gemstones
,
dragonbone
,
and
other
,
less
savory
things
.
He
had
friends
in
all
of
the
Nine
Free
Cities
,
it
was
said
,
and
even
beyond
,
in
Vaes
Dothrak
and
the
fabled
lands
beside
the
JadeSea
.
It
was
also
said
that
he
'd
never
had
a
friend
he
would
n't
cheerfully
sell
for
the
right
price
.
Dany
listened
to
the
talk
in
the
streets
,
and
she
heard
these
things
,
but
she
knew
better
than
to
question
her
brother
when
he
wove
his
webs
of
dream
.
His
anger
was
a
terrible
thing
when
roused
.
Viserys
called
it
"
waking
the
dragon
.
"
Her
brother
hung
the
gown
beside
the
door
.
"
Illyrio
will
send
the
slaves
to
bathe
you
.
Be
sure
you
wash
off
the
stink
of
the
stables
.
Khal
Drogo
has
a
thousand
horses
,
tonight
he
looks
for
a
different
sort
of
mount
.
"
He
studied
her
critically
.
"
You
still
slouch
.
Straighten
yourself
"
He
pushed
back
her
shoulders
with
his
hands
.
"
Let
them
see
that
you
have
a
woman
's
shape
now
.
"
His
fingers
brushed
lightly
over
her
budding
breasts
and
tightened
on
a
nipple
.
"
You
will
not
fail
me
tonight
.
If
you
do
,
it
will
go
hard
for
you
.
You
do
n't
want
to
wake
the
dragon
,
do
you
?
"
His
fingers
twisted
her
,
the
pinch
cruelly
hard
through
the
rough
fabric
of
her
tunic
.
"
Do
you
?
"
he
repeated
.
"
No
,
"
Dany
said
meekly
.
