A Dance with Dragons (A Song of Ice and Fire, #5)

by George R.R. Martin

Power tastes best when sweetened by courtesy.

Mounted on the dragon’s back, she oft felt as if she were learning to ride all over again. When she whipped her silver mare on her right flank the mare went left, for a horse’s first instinct is to flee from danger. When she laid the whip across Drogon’s right side he veered right, for a dragon’s first instinct is always to attack.