"A hunting accident would have been my second guess," Tyrion said. "I won't, though. My father is ashamed enough to have a dwarf for a son; if I started dabbling in prophecy, he would lock me up."

Besides, there was nothing she'd mentioned that he could stop. Well, he supposed he could go home and try to marry her before the Dothraki did, but that wasn't an especially good plan.

"Will you tell me if I die? I'd prefer to avoid that, if I can."