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Daenerys, who has watched Illyrio throughout his speech, turns away. She keeps her own counsel, but it’s clear the words that so inspire Viserys do not impress her.
EXT. DOTHRAKI ENCAMPMENT - NIGHT
A great field outside the city walls of Pentos, ringed by hundreds of the distinctive, round Dothraki tents.
The moon and burning torches light the milling guests. Many are DOTHRAKI HORSELORDS, big men, their black hair oiled and braided and hung with silver bells. No women are present.
A smooth-cheeked EUNUCH announces the newcomers:
EUNUCH Viserys of the House Targaryen, the Third of his Name. King of the Andals and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm. His sister Daenerys Stormborn, Princess of Dragonstone. His honorable host, Illyrio Mopatis, Magister of the Free City of Pentos.
The three honored guests step into the clearing. Illyrio guides them, pointing out various luminaries.
ILLYRIO Those three are Drogo’s bloodriders.
The BLOODRIDERS, fearsome Dothraki warriors, stare back at Daenerys. She quickly averts her eyes.
ILLYRIO Over there is Ser Jorah Mormont.
VISERYS A knight? What’s he doing here?
SER JORAH is past forty and balding, but still strong and fit. When he sees the Targaryens staring at him he bows deeply. Viserys gives a slight nod, pleased by the obeisance.
ILLYRIO
King Robert-
(correcting himself) -the Usurper wanted his head. Some trifling affront. Sold poachers to a slaver.
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