Hannibal gave her a sidelong glance. "We will need a hot blade handy to fully seal the cut. I do not know how deep it is." He said before the lift came to a stop. He took her arm and stood tall. His face became a mask of dark anger as he easily stood at his full height. One of his guards placed his crown upon his head as he turned to stride towards where the men were being sorted. The wildling reported that no men seemed to show signs of bites or scratches.

Hannibal gave a nod. "Very well. My troops will stay separate from our guests from Essos." He then turned to glare at Danaerys and Jorah. He approached and looked over the pair of them. "The pair of you could be accused of attempted assassination." He said with fire and rage in his voice. His eyes turned to Danaerys and began speaking in High Valeryian. "I will flay him where he stands and turn your own dragon children upon you if you commanded him to attack me on the field. I will take your daughter and sterilize her so that your bloodline will end." He said meaning every single word of his threat. "Did you order him to attack me?"