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“Mhysa!” they called. “Mhysa! MHYSA!” They were all smiling at her, reaching for her, kneeling before her. “Maela,” some called her while others cried “Aelalla” or “Qathei” or “Tato,” but whatever the tongue it all meant the same thing. Mother. They are calling me Mother.

I will take what is mine

And Daario Naharis?

and yet here i stand

lady-tyrell:

the worst spy ever tbqh

ajennifer:

Daenerys Targaryen through the seasons

When you play the game of thrones you win or you die. (Inspired by this.)

there are times when I look at you, and I still can’t believe you’re real

hollywoodgrrl:

princessaryastark:

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