Chapter 145

Against the swarm of Unsullied and khalasar pressing in from every side, the Stone Drum’s scant three hundred defenders were broken before dawn.

Now Dragonstone truly belonged to the mightiest khal of the Dothraki.

Daenerys, astride her dragon, toured the land of her birth untiringly. Even in the moonlight’s haze she lingered over it, though Drogo deemed it time to rest.