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Daenerys

           

           Theothermanworeatraveler’scloakofundyedwool,thehoodthrownback.Longwhitehairfelltohisshoulders,andasilkywhitebeardcoveredthelowerhalfofhisface.Heleanedhisweightonahardwoodstaffastallashewas.Onlyfoolswouldstaresoopenlyiftheymeantmeharm.Allthesame,itmightbeprudenttoheadbacktowardJhogoandAggo."Theoldmandoesnotwearasword,"shesaidtoJorahintheCommonTongueasshedrewhimaway.

           Thebrassmerchantcamehoppingafterthem."Fivehonors,forfiveitisyours,itwasmeantforyou."

           SerJorahsaid,"Ahardwoodstaffcancrackaskullaswellasanymace."

           "Four!Iknowyouwantit!"Hedancedinfrontofthem,scamperingbackwardashethrusttheplatterattheirfaces.

           "Dotheyfollow?"

           "Liftthatupalittlehigher,"theknighttoldthemerchant."Yes.Theoldmanpretendstolingeratapotter’sstall,butthebrownonehaseyesonlyforyou."

           "Twohonors!Two!Two!"Themerchantwaspantingheavilyfromtheeffortofrunningbackward.

           "Payhimbeforehekillshimself,"DanytoldSerJorah,wonderingwhatshewasgoingtodowithahugebrassplatter.Sheturnedbackashereachedforhiscoins,intendingtoputanendtothismummer’sfarce.Thebloodofthedragonwouldnotbeherdedthroughthebazaarbyanoldmanandafateunuch.

           AQartheensteppedintoherpath.

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