Danyla had undergone professional knightly training for three years, and the magical energy within her had surged over the past six months, so she was now quite strong. With a sharp smack, a distinct red handprint appeared on the Dothraki warrior's bronze cheek.
(In this version, the Dothraki chose their Blood of My Blood by slapping them.)
When Danyla had recited that knightly oath, she had also drawn on a trace of the power used to chant Old Valyrian spells, making her words all the more compelling.
Danyla stared straight at the Dothraki warrior with unwavering eyes. Beside her, Dreamfyre brought her enormous head closer, her imposing blue-black slit pupils narrowing slightly.
Even Mungo, bold as he had always been, could not stop his heart from jolting a few times. He immediately accepted the Valyrian steel Dothraki arakh Danyla held out to him and solemnly swore,
"Blood of My Blood, I, Mungo, pledge to follow the dragon khal who rides the fiery steed! Even if the sun rises in the west and sets in the east; even if the seas dry up and the mountains blow away like dead leaves; even if the stars weep blood and poisoned waters engulf the earth, my loyalty to you will never change."
With that, Mungo cut his palm with the arakh, dipped his thumb in his blood, and pressed a bloody mark into Danyla's palm. This signified that Danyla had accepted his allegiance.
Now that more than three hundred Unsullied were guarding the Starry Sept, Dax, Ygr, and Rouge led over a thousand slave soldiers through Oldtown, sweeping out the bandits and sending a steady stream of victims' bodies back to the Starry Sept.
Before they left, Danyla had instructed Dax and the others,
"Pass on my orders. To restore order to Oldtown