Dany told him what she had done, in his own tongue so the khal would understand her better, her words simple and direct. A GAME OF THRONES 455 You wouldn't see a herd of aurochs until they trampled you into the snow, Pyp whispered back. Before he could say more, Haider cried, Here, you planning to drink that all yourself? Pyp snatched the skin from his hand and danced away, laughing. Maybe you do too.
Past time, she said. Her uncle's voice was troubled. Should the gods in their caprice grant Daenerys Targaryen a son, the realm must bleed. Her stick sword whistled out and caught it two feet off the ground, and it went down in a flurry of brown feathers.
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