I don't want you in my city dead or alive
I have been sold like a broodmare. I've been chained and betrayed, raped and defiled. Do you know what kept me standing in through all those years in exile? Faith. Not in any gods, not in myths and legends, in myself, In Daenerys Targaryen
Angry snakes lash out, make chopping off their heads that much easier
All men must die. But we are not men
