[Priestess chants] *Rakh! Rakh! Rakh haj!* A boy! A boy! A strong boy! [Dothraki chanting] *Rakh! Rakh! Rakh haj!* A boy! A boy! A strong boy!

When the slavers castrate the boys,

[Dothraki chanting]*Rakh! Rakh! Rakh haj!* A boy! A boy! A strong boy!

[Chanting continues] *Rakh! Rakh! Rakh haj!* A boy! A boy! A strong boy!

[Chanting continues] *Rakh! Rakh! Rakh haj!* A boy! A boy! A strong boy!

[Chanting intensifies] *Rakh! Rakh! Rakh haj!* A boy! A boy! A strong boy!

They mutilate little boys by the thousands.

Your boy will be plucked from your breast and given to the dogs.

The moon?

Everywhere? Even in the East?

But one wandered too close to the sun and it cracked from the heat,

and they drank the sun's fire.

Love comes in at the eyes.

that this is the Dothraki way.

If he wanted the Dothraki way,

Out there he is the mighty khal,

He told me the moon was an egg, Khaleesi,

that once there were two moons in the sky.

A boy many believe to be a bastard with no right to it.

The Dothraki have two things in abundance - grass and horses.