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Daenerys Stormborn of House Targaryen ([personal profile] brideoffire) wrote in [personal profile] battle_born 2012-11-15 05:34 pm (UTC)

It was the oddest feeling, being unable to decide if she was comforted or not, if she felt better or worse for knowing all of this. Some of the pressure she'd felt ready to splinter beneath lessened and lightened, and yet...she wasn't even his wife, it seemed, but a slave he'd wished to free. Was that an improvement? Gods, she truly could not decide.

But perhaps if given the agency she could make it better. She felt so out of place here in every way, from her size to the glaring contrasts of the culture she knew with the one she was apart of now, but she could at least change the latter. Perhaps then the rest would not matter so much. If she was truly free from Viserys' long threatening shadow, that was more than she'd had hours ago.

She attempted a smile, her lips barely curving, her eyes warming only slightly; she was unsure of what to say, truth be known. Did she thank him? It didn't seem quite right. "If you've little need of a wife, then what do you intend to do with me?" she asked quietly.

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