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Unsullied!” Dany galloped before them, her silver-gold braid flying behind her, her bell chiming with every stride. “Slay the Good Masters, slay the soldiers, slay every man who wears a tokar or holds a whip, but harm no child under twelve, and strike the chains off every slave you see.” She raised the harpy’s fingers in the air … and then she flung the scourge aside. “Freedom!” she sang out. “Dracarys! Dracarys!” “Dracarys!” they shouted back, the sweetest word she’d ever heard. “Dracarys! Dracarys!” And all around them slavers ran and sobbed and begged and died, and the dusty air was filled with spears and fire.
George R.R. Martin (A Song of Ice and Fire, 5-Book Boxed Set: A Game of Thrones, A Clash of Kings, A Storm of Swords, A Feast for Crows, A Dance with Dragons (Song of Ice & Fire 1-5))
Unsullied!' Dany galloped before them, her silver-gold braid flying behind her, her bell chiming with every stride. 'Slay the Good Masters, slay the soldiers, slay every man who wears a tokar or holds a whip, but harm no child under twelve, and strike the chains off every slave you see.' She raised the harpy's fingers in the air ... and then she flung the scourge aside. 'Freedom!' she sang out. 'Dracarys! Dracarys!' 'Dracarys!' they shouted back, the sweetest word she's ever heard. 'Dracarys! Dracarys!' And all around them slavers ran and sobbed and begged and died, and the dusty air was filled with spears and fire.
George R.R. Martin (A Storm of Swords: Blood and Gold Pt. 2)
Unsullied!' Dany galloped before them, her silver-gold braid flying behind her, her bell chiming with every stride. 'Slay the Good Masters, slay the soldiers, slay every man who wears a tokar or holds a whip, but harm no child under twelve, and strike the chains off every slave you see.' She raised the harpy's fingers in the air ... and then she flung the scourge aside. 'Freedom!' she sang out. 'Dracarys! Dracarys!' 'Dracarys!' they shouted back, the sweetest word she's ever heard. 'Dracarys! Dracarys!' And all around them slavers ran and sobbed and begged and died, and the dusty air was filled with spears and fire.
George R.R. Martin (A Storm of Swords ( A Song of Ice and Fire,#3))