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Daenerys

           Firesburnedthroughoutthekhalasar,greatorangeblazesthatcrackledwithfuryandspitembersatthesky.Shetriedtorise,andagonyseizedherandsqueezedherlikeagiant’sfist.Thebreathwentoutofher;itwasallshecoulddotogasp.ThesoundofMirriMazDuur’svoicewaslikeafuneraldirge.Insidethetent,theshadowswhirled.

           Anarmwentunderherwaist,andthenSerJorahwasliftingheroffherfeet.Hisfacewasstickywithblood,andDanysawthathalfhisearwasgone.Sheconvulsedinhisarmsasthepaintookheragain,andheardtheknightshoutingforherhandmaidstohelphim.Aretheyallsoafraid?Sheknewtheanswer.Anotherpaingraspedher,andDanybitbackascream.Itfeltasifhersonhadaknifeineachhand,asifhewerehackingathertocuthiswayout."Doreah,curseyou,"SerJorahroared."Comehere.Fetchthebirthingwomen."

           "Theywillnotcome.Theysaysheisaccursed."

           "They’llcomeorI’llhavetheirheads."

           Doreahwept."Theyaregone,mylord."

           "Themaegi,"someoneelsesaid.WasthatAggo?"Takehertothemaegi."

           No,Danywantedtosay,no,notthat,youmustn’t,butwhensheopenedhermouth,alongwailofpainescaped,andthesweatbrokeoverherskin.Whatwaswrongwiththem,couldn’ttheysee?Insidethetenttheshapesweredancing,circlingthebrazierandthebloodybath,darkagainstthesandsilk,andsomedidnotlookhuman.Sheglimpsedtheshadowofagreatwolf,andanotherlikeamanwreathedinflames

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