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No one has died, Dany said. "Sir Jorah, I may have need of your blade. Best go don your armor." She was more frightened than she dared admit, even to herself.
“什么人都沒死哪，”丹妮說，“喬拉爵士，我需要借重你的劍術，請你去穿上盔甲。”她不敢承認自己有多害怕，即便在自己心里。
The knight bowed. "As you say." He strode from the tent.
騎士一躬到底，“如您所愿。”他大步走出營帳。
Dany turned back to Mirri Maz Duur. The woman's eyes were wary. "So you have saved me once more."
丹妮轉身面向彌麗·馬茲·篤爾。婦人的眼神非常虛弱，“看來，您又救了我一命。”
And now you must save him, Dany said. "Please... "
“換你救他一命了，”丹妮說，“求求你……”
You do not ask a slave, Mirri replied sharply, "you tell her." She went to Drogo burning on his mat, and gazed long at his wound. "Ask or tell, it makes no matter. He is beyond a healer's skills." The khal's eyes were closed. She opened one with her fingers. "He has been dulling the hurt with milk of the poppy."
“跟奴隸說話不是用問的，”彌麗尖刻地回答，“你只要交代下去，讓她照辦就成了。”她走到渾身發燙的卓戈席邊，凝視他的傷口良久。“但眼下，無論你詢問還是交代，結果都沒有差別，已經沒有任何醫者可以救他。”卡奧雙眼緊閉，她伸手拉開一邊眼皮。“他是不是一直喝罌粟花奶麻痹痛覺？”
Yes, Dany admitted.
“是。”丹妮承認。
I made him a poultice of firepod and sting-me-not and bound it in a lambskin.
“我曾用火豆和勿螫我草為他調制藥膏，并用羊皮綁上。”
It burned, he said. He tore it off. The herbwomen made him a new one, wet and soothing.
“他說那灼熱得厲害，所以把羊皮撕了。草藥婦人幫他弄了一帖新的，濕濕的很舒服。”
It burned, yes. There is great healing magic in fire, even your hairless men know that.
“的確很灼熱，但火具有強大的療效，就連你們的無毛人都知道。”
Make him another poultice, Dany begged. "This time I will make certain he wears it."
“幫他再弄帖敷藥罷，”丹妮哀求，“這次我保證讓他戴好。”
The time for that is past, my lady, Mirri said. "All I can do now is ease the dark road before him, so he might ride painless to the night lands. He will be gone by morning."
“夫人，來不及了，”彌麗說，“如今我能做的，只是為他指引黑暗的道路，讓他毫無痛苦地騎馬進入夜晚的國度。明日清晨，他就會離去。”
