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Daenerys

           "Thewineisforthekhaleesi,notforthelikesofyou,ser."

           SerJorahmovedclosertothestall."Ifyoudon’topenit,I’llcrackitopenwithyourhead."Hecarriednoweaponshereinthesacredcity,savehishandsyethishandswereenough,big,hard,dangerous,hisknucklescoveredwithcoarsedarkhairs.Thewinesellerhesitatedamoment,thentookuphishammerandknockedtheplugfromthecask.

           "Pour,"SerJorahcommanded.ThefouryoungwarriorsofDany’skhasarrayedthemselvesbehindhim,frowning,watchingwiththeirdark,almond-shapedeyes.

           "Itwouldbeacrimetodrinkthisrichawinewithoutlettingitbreathe."Thewinesellerhadnotputhishammerdown.

           Jhogoreachedforthewhipcoiledathisbelt,butDanystoppedhimwithalighttouchonthearm."DoasSerJorahsays,"shesaid.Peoplewerestoppingtowatch.

           Themangaveheraquick,sullenglance."Astheprincesscommands."Hehadtosetasidehishammertoliftthecask.Hefilledtwothimble-sizedtastingcups,pouringsodeftlyhedidnotspilladrop.

           SerJorahliftedacupandsniffedatthewine,frowning.

           "Sweet,isn’tit?"thewinesellersaid,smiling."Canyousmellthefruit,ser?TheperfumeoftheArbor.Tasteit,mylord,andtellmeitisn’tthefinest,richestwinethat’severtouchedyourtongue."

           SerJorahofferedhimthecup."Youtasteitfirst."

           "Me?"Themanlaughed."Iamnotworthyofthisvintage,mylord.Andit’sapoorwinemerchantwhodrinksuphisownwares."

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