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Athjahaka.
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Ath-ja-hakar.
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Athjahakar.
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Well, I suppose I'm a bit out of practice.
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Your High Valyrian is very good, Your Grace.
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The gods could not devise a more perfect tongue.
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It is the only proper language for poetry.
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No screaming or she dies.
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What do you want?
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You.
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Let her go.
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Don't scream, lovely girl.