♕ The green swallowed her up. The air was rich with the scents of earth and grass, mixed with the smell of horseflesh and Dany’s sweat and the oil in her hair. Dothraki smells. They seemed to belong here. Dany breathed it all in….
"Once upon a time, there were three very different little girls, who grew up to be three very different women. But they have three things in common: they’re brilliant, beautiful and they work for me. My name is Charlie."