As the western sky turned the color of a blood bruise, she heard the sound of approaching horses. Dany rose, wiped her hands on her ragged undertunic, and went to stand beside her dragon.

当西方的天空变成淤血的颜色，丹妮听见马蹄声。她站起来，用残破的内衣擦净双手。

Startled, Arya whirled. A stableboy stood behind her, a smirk on his face, his filthy white undertunic peeking out from beneath a soiled jerkin. His boots were covered with manure, and he had a pitchfork in one hand. Who are you? she asked.

艾莉亚惊慌旋身。只见眼前站了个马僮，他脸上挂着不自然的笑容，穿了件脏兮兮的皮背心，里面也是件肮脏的白上衣，靴子沾满肥料，一手拿着根干草叉。" 你是谁？" 她问。