Yara allowed her to go, but did follow behind. Mostly to stare at her fine ass as she walked. She wanted a piece of that bad, she would give it a fair shot when the opportunity arose.

The only Dothraki who would hear her order were the ones in Yara's cargo hold. Even those seemed hesitant to obey the order. It seemed their natural personalities were getting the better of them. It did not look promising for them to be at their full strength when they landed in King's Landing.