The next request was of Irina, of her name. She gave it freely. “My name is Irina,” she told him. Let him figure the rest out, he was a clever man. She saw Estelle start in shock. The blue-and-gray bitch hadn’t noticed Irina, how delightful. That was a truly good jape, should she ever speak to Estelle again. Andreja and Seraphina seemed to recognize her name; and Daenerys, that lovely black girl. Her ears waited for the name of the other wolf. Meanwhile, her eyes swept over the group: eleven dragons in all? Quite a number, enough to burn the usurpers away. The storm dragon’s eyes locked back on Balerion.
"THERE IS NO MIDDLE GROUND!" Alistair - Mother of Rambaldi, Marigold, Pyro, Kruam, & Kára & Enif, Sergei, Polaris, Zoya, & Ksenia - Nadia
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