It was on the tip of Dany's tongue to ask him how a marriage was anything but a different set of chains. It would have been a fair question in her mind...but she still was not sure how he would respond to such a thing. For a moment she cursed Viserys bitterly for not bothering to learn more about the culture and the people that he was marrying her into. She felt clueless and stupid...and annoyed at being talked down to.
It was enough to bring a defiant flash to her eyes as she raised her chin and turned her head away from his grip. "You don't have to speak to me that way, I am not slow-witted and I am not a child. Viserys and I are the last of our blood. My father is not alive to arrange a marriage for me, so it falls to Viserys."
It was not that she was married that hurt, in truth. It was the way it had been done. But would it have been so different if she'd grown up in Westeros, in King's Landing? She didn't know, but she suspected that it would not have been any different, and deep down, it rankled. A boy was a prince, a lord, a knight, a king; a girl had no value but to be bartered and sold.
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Date: 2012-11-15 01:42 pm (UTC)It was enough to bring a defiant flash to her eyes as she raised her chin and turned her head away from his grip. "You don't have to speak to me that way, I am not slow-witted and I am not a child. Viserys and I are the last of our blood. My father is not alive to arrange a marriage for me, so it falls to Viserys."
It was not that she was married that hurt, in truth. It was the way it had been done. But would it have been so different if she'd grown up in Westeros, in King's Landing? She didn't know, but she suspected that it would not have been any different, and deep down, it rankled. A boy was a prince, a lord, a knight, a king; a girl had no value but to be bartered and sold.