Chapter 112

Valyria’s first daughter reeked.

In Volantis, the line between wealth and poverty was clearly drawn. The central district where the nobility resided was encased by tall walls of black brick, while the poor could only dwell outside them.

Drogo’s army moved slowly along the riverside. The old, cluttered buildings grew shorter and more dilapidated the further they advanced, the trees along the streets arranged in wild disarray, as if they stood on the edge of some desolate mountain. From beyond the low walls, one could glimpse goats, wild boars, and even stray dogs scavenging for food.