Chapter 124

“The cause of death is clear—his throat was slashed open by shards of stained glass.”

Morrafos’s eyes shone red, though his excitement could not be hidden. The Tiger faction of Volantis lay shattered, Nyessos’s supporters scattered or dead. Save for a handful of small towns still clinging on, the First Daughter of Valyria now lay wholly in his grasp.

Drogo prodded the slack jaw of Nyessos’s corpse with the tip of his arakh, confirming the truth of the consul’s words.