The hour was well past midnight. You in the corner, she said to an older man she had not noticed until now. He'd beaten every one of them in the yard. Rhaego was restless in her belly, kicking like a stallion, yet even that did not stir Drogo's interest as it had.
The northerners would be exhausted after their long sleepless march. The Long Night has come before. She had forgotten what that was like. Aggo and Rakharo stood behind.
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