If Daenerys wasn’t such a composed woman she would’ve faltered as she took a drink, maybe shrink away as she broke eye contact.
But she didn’t. Not one bit. Staring right into him as if they were having a normal conversation.
“You think I’m going to take a room in some
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@AnClaiomhLufar “It’s something,” she argued half heartedly, making her way through the crowd and out the door, turning to her left to where her horse was tied up by the others.
“Do you have a horse, Ser Astor? Or will I be sharing mine with you?”
And then she mounted, giving him an
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@AnClaiomhLufar It was then that she had to avoid rolling her eyes yet again, standing up and straightening out her skirt in a poised and proper fashion.
“Come on, then. I don’t like to waste my time,” Daenerys said with a nod, pulling her hood over her head as she motioned for
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She gave an absentminded shrug, finishing off the contents in her glass.
“No. Not really, I suppose.”
Though, maybe. But she was a woman of class, after all.
“That being said, I hope I’m well enough company.”