Chapter 293

Tyrion compared it in his head and couldn’t help marveling aloud. “I swear this big brute is like a Braavosi Faceless Man—one of those assassins who worship the Many-Faced God!”

A faint worry surfaced on Drogo’s face. With a hint of regret, he said, “Pity I’ve got bad blood with the Many-Faced God’s servants. Otherwise I’d gladly pay whatever price satisfied them and hire them to kill Tywin Lannister.”

Mentioning the Faceless Men made the sense of danger Drogo kept buried ripple again.