No. You are the blood of the dragon. The whispering was growing as fainter, as if Ser Jorah were falling farther behind. Dragons plant no trees. Remember that. Remember who you are, what you were made to be. Remember your words. ’Fire and Blood,’
When Dothraki are defeated in combat, they cut off their braids so the whole world can see their shame. Khal Drogo has never been defeated. He’s a savage, of course, but one of the finest killers alive. And you will be his Queen.
One of my best friends (…) reminded me of something rather embarrassing. I’ve known her for almost two decades, and she said, ‘When I first met you, you said, “Hi, my name’s Millie, and I want to be an actress.” I was like, ‘God, that’s cringe-worthy.’ But I was always determined.
"How do you suppose this queen will react when you turn up with your begging bowl in hand and say ‘Good morrow to you, Auntie. I’m your nephew Aegon, returned from the dead. I’ve been hiding on a poleboat all my life, but now I’ve washed the blue dye from my hair and I’d like a dragon please… and oh, did I mention that my claim to the Iron Throne is stronger than yours?”