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They led Khal Drogo back to her tent, and Dany commanded them to fill a tub, and this time there was no blood in the water. She bathed him herself, washing the dirt and the dust from his arms and chest, cleaning his face with a soft cloth, soaping his long black hair and combing the knots and tangles from it till it shone again as she remembered. It was well past dark before she was done, and Dany was exhausted. She stopped for drink and food, but it was all she could do to nibble at a fig and keep down a mouthful of water. Sleep would have been a release, but she had slept enough... too long, in truth. She owed this night to Drogo, for all the nights that had been, and yet might be.
他們領著卓戈卡奧來到她的帳篷，丹妮命令他們將浴缸裝滿水，這次不是血水。她親自為他沐浴，為他洗去手臂和胸膛的塵土，用軟布拭凈他的臉龐，為他長長的黑發抹上肥皂，將糾纏打結的地方梳理柔順，直到頭發如她記憶中那般烏黑發亮。完成之后，夜幕早已低垂，丹妮只覺筋疲力竭。她停下來吃東西，卻只能吞下一顆無花果，喝了一口水。睡眠或許是種解脫，但她已經睡了很久……睡得太久了。為了從前和將來每個他們共有的晚上，她應該為他奉獻今夜。
The memory of their first ride was with her when she led him out into the darkness, for the Dothraki believed that all things of importance in a man's life must be done beneath the open sky. She told herself that there were powers stronger than hatred, and spells older and truer than any the maegi had learned in Asshai. The night was black and moonless, but overhead a million stars burned bright. She took that for an omen.
她領他走進黑夜，初次結合的回憶伴隨著她。多斯拉克人相信，所有的人生大事都應該讓蒼天作見證。她告訴自己，這世上有比仇恨更強大的力量，有比巫魔女在亞夏習得的妖術更古老更真切的魔法。夜空沉暗，明月隱沒，頭頂只有百萬顆星星熠熠發光，她把這當作吉兆。
