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[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

[Jesse is gone. Her pack is abandoning her again, and though she knows her first pack, her first family are dead and gone, she knows just as well that time and death mean nothing to the Admiral. He can show her them. He can show her all of them.

Maybe he can show her Jesse, too.]

If you know someone named Nan, or Nymeria, or Weasel or Salty or Cat or Beth or Underfoot or Arry or even Arya Stark--

[She chews on her lip, knows she's doing it and doesn't care enough to make herself stop.]

I'm here. Who can hear me?

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[itsgoodtobethekhal]

[Silence. Intimidating silence, as a dark, bare-chested man on a horse stares at a nameless, faceless girl]

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

[a faceless girl states back, because fear is the only true failing.]

Who are you?

[itsgoodtobethekhal]

[To his credit, Drogo doesn't startle when the reflection speaks back to him. He gives a low grunt, taking out his curved Dothraki blade in case the girl is a witch]

Drogo, son of Bharbo.

Who are you?

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

[She tilts her head to the side, eying his sword with interest. After a moment, she draws Needle, more for show than fear. Look: she's a warrior too.]

Arya. Are you Dothraki?

[itsgoodtobethekhal]

[He sees the blade...and nods. From Westeros, then, this girl-witch speaks.]

Yes.

You are from across the poison water. From the west.

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

The Narrow Sea, you mean. I'm from Winterfell. Do you know Winterfell?

[itsgoodtobethekhal]

No.

Does it hold the Iron Chair?

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

The Iron throne. No: that's in King's Landing. Winterfell is in the north. By the Wall.

[itsgoodtobethekhal]

Throne.

I have not heard of this Wall. My horses will pull it down, should we meet it. We will lash ropes to it and yank it down brick by brick.

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

It's seven hundred feet high, and made of ice.

[itsgoodtobethekhal]

My horses are stronger than any ice.

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

Not seven hundred feet of it.

[itsgoodtobethekhal]

A strong khalasar is thousands and thousands of feet. No wall can stop it.

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

What's a khalasar?

[itsgoodtobethekhal]

Many men and horses, crossing as one tribe across the Dothraki sea to the sheep and lamb men. Killing, conquering, taking slaves and prizes, growing stronger with each clan we pass.

The Khal is head of the khalasar.

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

Are you a Khal?

[itsgoodtobethekhal]

I am Khal of the largest khalasar there ever was.

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

You look strong. [Like. Damn.]

But you still can't pull down the Wall with horses.

[itsgoodtobethekhal]

The Wall will break, if it is in my way. I have not met a Wall I could not tear down. If that day should come, cut off my braid and throw my body to the crows.

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

That's stupid. You should fight men, not walls.

[itsgoodtobethekhal]

Walls. Men. It makes no difference to my blade and strength. I've sworn to take this chair...this throne and my soul will be cursed forever if my vow is broken.

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

You're going to cross the Narrow Sea?

[itsgoodtobethekhal]

In large wagons of wood. My Khaleesi has said it; by her word and my will, it will be done.

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

You need ships to cross a sea.

A Khaleesi? ...Your queen?

[itsgoodtobethekhal]

Then I will steal ships.

Yes. She is called Daenerys Stormborn, of the House Targaryen. My Khaleesi.

And she will have her Iron Throne for my son, the Stallion who will Mount the World.