Daenerys looked to him with curious violet eyes. "You think the Dothraki will be content digging?" She shook her head. She knew her subjects. "If they are not allowed the opportunity to fight the ultimate enemy, they will be furious."

She listened to the moans for a while longer, and Margaery's cries of praise. "Apparently the would-be King needs praise in order to perform for his lady." She laughed.