“Unsullied!” Dany galloped before them, her silver-gold braid flying behind her, her bell chiming with every stride. “Slay the Good Masters, slay the soldiers, slay every man who wears a tokar or holds a whip, but harm no child under twelve, and strike the chains off every slave you see.” She raised the harpy’s fingers in the air… and then she flung the scourge aside. “Freedom!” she sang out. “Dracarys! Dracarys!”
“Dracarys!” they shouted back, the sweetest word she’d ever heard. “Dracarys! Dracarys!”
And all around them slavers ran and sobbed and begged and died, and the dusty air was filled with spears and fire.
Beginning of operation swanqueen ….
Victory Tour District Looks: District 11
Celebrate your victors on their first Tour stop by sprouting some fashion tenacity! Adorn yourself in waves of dehydrated vegetation with this District 11-inspired pinafore of cascading eggplant.