“I am the blood of the dragon, she told herself as she took the stallion’s heart in both hands, lifted it to her mouth, and plunged her teeth into the tough, stringy flesh.
The heart of a stallion would make her son strong and swift and fearless, or so the Dothraki believed, but only if the mother could eat it all.”
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“I am the blood of the dragon, she told herself as she took the stallion’s heart in both hands, lifted it to her mouth, and plunged her teeth into the tough, stringy flesh.
The heart of a stallion would make her son strong and swift and fearless, or so the Dothraki believed, but only if the mother could eat it all.”
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I am the blood of the dragon, she told herself as she took the stallion’s heart in both hands, lifted it to her mouth, and plunged her teeth into the tough, stringy flesh.

The heart of a stallion would make her son strong and swift and fearless, or so the Dothraki believed, but only if the mother could eat it all.”