i know that somewhere upon the grass, her dragons hatched, and so did she. i know she is proud. how not? what else was left her but pride? i know she is strong. how not? the dothraki despise weakness. if daenerys had been weak, she would have perished with viserys. i know she is fierce. astapor, yunkai and meereen are proof enough of that. she has survived assassins and conspiracies and fell sorceries, grieved for a brother and a husband and a son, trod the cities of the slavers to dust beneath her dainty sandalled feet.