You are small men. None of you are fit to lead the Dothraki. But I am
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
Cersei still sits on the throne. If you can't help me take it back, I'll find another Hand who can.
A pile of mud. Mud and shit and twigs. Best these savages can do
