ASoIaF: Waking the Other DragonMore Like This
A red comet appeared in the night sky, marking the beginning of a new era. On the ground below, on the plains of the Dothraki Sea, the scant remains of Khal Drogo's khalasar were gathered around the chief's dry funeral pyre.
At the base of the pyre was Mirri Maz Duur, bound in place on a stake. When her executioner approached her, there was a humored smirk on her face. All she saw before her was a grief-stricken silver-haired young girl with a death wish.
"You're a fool, girl. Do you really think I'll offer you my screams?"
Dany was holding a torch in one hand, gazing toward Mirri through the orange glow. She remained calm despite the sorceress's condescending words.
"It's not your screams I want."
She narrowed her eyes in resentment as she reflected on the travesty that had brought her this point.
"You must know what I'm plotting. It was you who taught me how it must be done."
Her stoic expression faded and was replaced by a tiny smile. What she said next were the exact words Mirri ha