Chapter 13

Another month had passed, yet the fabled waystation of the Red Waste—the "City of Dry Bones"—remained nowhere in sight. Doubt began to creep into Drogo’s heart. Could the gap between fiction and reality truly be this wide?

Still, he was certain that Qarth—the golden city—existed. Too many had spoken of it. In Vaes Dothrak, he had even encountered jewel merchants who claimed to come from its gates.

He believed that if they simply followed the path of the Bleeding Star, always southeast, they would eventually reach Qarth.