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was naked； covered with soot； her clothes turned to ash； her beautiful hair all crisped away 。 。 。 yet she was unhurt。
The cream…and…gold dragon was suckling at her left breast； the green…and…bronze at the right。 Her arms cradled them close。 The black…and…scarlet beast was draped across her shoulders； its long sinuous neck coiled under her chin。 When it saw Jorah； it raised its head and looked at him with eyes as red as coals。
Wordless； the knight fell to his knees。 The men of her khas came up behind him。 Jhogo was the first to lay his arakh at her feet。 〃Blood of my blood；〃 he murmured； pushing his face to the smoking earth。 〃Blood of my blood；〃 she heard Aggo echo。 〃Blood of my blood；〃 Rakharo shouted。
And after them came her handmaids； and then the others； all the Dothraki； men and women and children； and Dany had only to look at their eyes to know that they were hers now； today and tomorrow and forever； hers as they had never been Drogo's。
As Daenerys Targaryen rose to her feet； her black hissed； pale smoke venting from its mouth and nostrils。 The other two pulled away from her breasts and added their voices to the call； translucent wings unfolding and stirring the air； and for the first time in hundreds of years； the night came alive with the music of dragons。
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