Does it ever end? This is further east than I’ve ever been, but yes Khaleesi even the Red Waste. But you’re sure there is no other way. We go south to the land of the Lhazareen, the lamb men will kill us and take your dragons. We go west to the Dothraki sea, the first Khalasar we meet will kill us and take your dragons.
This is Jorah, my fierce bear, the right arm that never failed me. I would be dead without him, but… ”I can’t forgive you,” she said. “I can’t.”
"A taste for the Khaleesi?"…..
“Sweet, isn’t it?” the wineseller said, smiling. “Can you smell the fruit, ser? The perfume of the Arbor. Taste it, my lord, and tell me it isn’t the finest, richest wine that’s ever touched your tongue.” Ser Jorah offered him the cup. “You taste it first.”
“Me?” The man laughed. “I am not worthy of this vintage, my lord. And it’s a poor wine merchant who drinks up his own wares.” His smile was amiable, yet she could see the sheen of sweat on his brow.
“You will drink,” Dany said, cold as ice. “Empty the cup, or I will tell them to hold you down while Ser Jorah pours the whole cask down your throat.”
GAME OF THRONES S4 CHALLENGE // day 2
favorite relationship ★ JORAH & DAENERYS
If I look back, I am doomed, Dany told herself… but how could she not look back? I should have seen it coming. Was I so blind, or did I close my eyes willfully, so I would not have to see the price of power? [x]
What sort of mother lets her children rot in darkness?
Mother of dragons. Mother of monsters.
"Meet me in the catacombs."
♕ M o t h e r of D r a g o n s