[Speaks Dothraki] *Azzohi haz khogare.* Put down that cask.

Tell me that that is not the finest wine that has ever touched your tongue.

You know, there are many in your homeland that pray for your return, Princess.

Forgive me, Khaleesi, but your ancestor Aegon the Conqueror

The honor of riding by your side on the road to Meereen.

Do you want to see your brother sitting on the Iron Throne?

An army that doesn't leave corpses behind on the battlefield.

[Speaks Dothraki] *Hrazef ido fini ovethi yomme havazh.* Wooden horses that fly across the sea...

on the condition that l lie with him for a night.

There is far more than this awaiting you on the deck of your ship.